Half-elves Fall in Love

By the time the aftermath of the New Year's Festival disappeared too, the time had come for the luxury carriage, which had long been parked at the polka, to turn its wheels again.

"Well, it's my daughter on top of all these miracle fountains. I know it's okay... but be careful with your body, Angus."

"My mother is the one. I know it's far from easy to come, but come and cure me once in a while."

"Ha, my life expectancy has increased by twenty years since I got here. Still looking good."

Mr. Linda nods in arms to Eagle Deep Fried.

"And well, I've been able to do a lot of things."

"Things to do...?

"Mm-hmm. Well, I found it hard to move just the gold account. Fortunately, this Linda Neumann, she's not a specialist, but she also has athletes who move things."

"I don't know, but don't push it, Mother."

"Ha, well, look, Angus. Mr. Smythson needs to know about this girl."

Linda leaves with a confident laugh. Reliable but what are you willing to do?

Then less than a week later, the day will come.

"Is this the Sacred Beast Labyrinth? No, I've only heard rumors that there's a labyrinth in the North Forest, but it looks like another peaceful labyrinth."

"It wasn't even peaceful. We hardly ever did anything because there was Mr. Deane or Lyla or Lord Bonaparte."

"Uh, but it can't be a dangerous labyrinth with so many people at the entrance to the labyrinth. I've only seen such tension in the hot springs labyrinth of St. Gard."

Holy Beast Festival at the service of the Holy Beast, on the same day.

Get in Maia's carriage, we're going in.

Walking distance from the family estate takes a moment.

However, it seems that the distance of three days is not so painful in terms of the elves inhabiting the woods, but I still don't feel like marching on foot for a bit as far as we are now. Maia, it's different.

"Naris, leave Hashagu alone. We treat Irina and Andy Smythson like guests... but the elves in the North Forest are never friendly to anything like that."

"Um, there's a lot of elves in the south, but hey"

"Well, I guess you can trust Al from the North Series."

"Not the store!

This time, it's easy at a distance, so the Red Arm team is in. Well, if it's a dragon wing, it won't even take three hours to get back and forth. It's not even a land where rare things happen, and I follow it casually.

The festival is more enjoyable with all kinds of attendees.

"Apple, I'm already on it. Look, if it doesn't work anymore,"

"Ho... are you sure?

This time Apple is in. It's been shrinking with a long time of dragon travel, but I just want you to get used to air transport now.

... and others followed Irina, Angelos, and Cairon.

"Well, I'll bring people back."

"Please."

Maia takes off again with an empty carriage (from). Alternate personnel transportation with Lyla at Irina's or Christie's request.

It seems that it is still the same today that each clan is a roose in time, and there are people who are coming out to the red clan house today.

Lyla, Mr. Deane, and Christie are supposed to split the squad for that late arrival group, while bringing in the rest of Aurora and Luna later.

No, the four Elf daughters who live in Polka were following me. One of these days you'll come with Lyla.

"Oranges and reds, there are quite a few families out there, and I doubt we need to pay attention to the sleepers."

Says Diel as he looks around at the people he has gathered. He just finds it hard to accommodate in the village.

but Irina frowns.

"It's the first time. It doesn't make any sense if you don't think it's a festival worth going through again. If you imitate the falling stock, they'll burst right into the Spirit Temple, won't they?

"That's true, too.... Yeah, it really bothers me where I sleep and how I cook when it's for a thousand people. I only collect ingredients."

That's right. No matter how big the circulation gets for the festival, it doesn't even increase to the back like that.

"That's what you have to make for yourself in the name of the offering."

"Can I expose myself to such a place on the same day?"

"It's better than going right and left on one food. Originally, elves are a species that symbiotes with the forest, and it's embarrassing to have ingredients that can't be eaten unless someone cooks them…"

"Mmmm... I can't help it, do you want to go with that line"

Diel leans out to inform.

... well, but.

"I think offering food is a good excuse, white"

"Breakcore"

It wasn't long before Blake Core in Horse Mode appeared over the entrance to the labyrinth with his blades.

The elves around them cut off the mark of blessing and utter the Holy Word.

"I don't need it yet. Keep that until the festival starts."

Breakcore stopped by the sound of his hooves and jumped from the top of the entrance to the ground.

"Either way, I'm a body that doesn't need any material sufficiency, including meals. But it's hard to shape feelings with words alone. Show your heart for me, and yet we actually eat ourselves. That's a good one."

"I'm not the head of the family in Dade."

Irina stretches her chest.

"... definitely come up with something"

When I said Bosoli, Almeida slapped him in the back of the head at the tip of the iron wand.

"Think about decency. It's not what you think it is."

People who can't read the air. It hurts a little when the representative Almeida tells them.

"... a dark green dance spear. Don't tell me you agree with that in the dark?

"Ha, ha, no, that's right"

Almeida to be a lot of things.

I desperately ask for help with my eyes, but I don't know.

"I knew Al had to be like this"

"Right."

Soothing Red Arms.

"You don't need some reflection...?

"I have a good idea, White Clan Chief."

"Hey, wait a minute Dear Irina, Holy Beast Palace!?

Irina pulls the iron wand, and Blakecore hoists the root of Almeida.

"What are you going to let -!?

"Ask the Holy Beast"

"Buluru"

Breakcore can't speak, he appealed with his nose.

They are taken straight to the residential hut at Breakcore.

And.

"... didn't I just embarrass Andy Smythson..."

Almeida, voicing her infidelity and rotten voice, must have been tailored for the Holy Beast, had been forced to change into a gorgeous dress in pure white.

"It suits you. Hey, Al."

"Yeah, yeah. Mr. Almeida, you're beautiful, so you're gonna be Sama. Laugh and laugh."

"It's you guys. The disgusting way to laugh!

Almeida turns bright red and resists the mental attacks of her two colleagues.

"If it's the right thing to do, you can get weird."

"In fact, you're beautiful if only you look, that elf. And then all you have to do is be feminine... and I can see why you decided to polish it"

"When it comes to his relationship, I'm the perfect victim!? I didn't mean to wear a collar!?

"Uhm."

"Uhm."

The horse and the girl snorted like the best, but I don't think they understood.

So.

Why Breakcore is in horse mode, it seems that Breakcore needs to come out in this fit with regard to the opening ritual.

"This is the procedure I did yesterday."

Irina spreads and reads the scrolls that Blakecore has cleverly stabbed and brought out of the cabin with horns.

And subtle faces.

"... I've been training Lord Smythson only for dialogue."

"It wouldn't be that hard, would it?

"If the straw I read does it.... the procedure has changed. Lord Smythson, you don't have to repeat your frightening words anymore."

"Yeah!?

That's troublesome. I can't do that at all when people tell me to cut my mark or something.

"I can't do anything difficult..."

"In the meantime, have you ever touched a bow?

"... back in the day, just a little bit, to the point of really touching"

I pulled a little on the aptitude test before it was incorporated into the Celesta Army (and if I was good, it could have been incorporated into the Bow Corps, but I didn't have the arm and couldn't aim properly), and then I just played and pulled what happened to be in the team's warehouse after the Crossbow Corps was integrated.

"WOW.... Holy Beast, it's going to be quite unusual"

"That's okay. Match appropriately on the spot"

What do you want me to do?

After Lyla flies away with another pair, four hot springs daughters, Aurora, Special Agent Becker 100, etc., the opening ceremony begins, which will be my biggest showcase.

I always wear... so wild, so I wrapped a fine embroidered robe that was prepared for me at some point, and this was put on my head again with all kinds of decorated crowns, even if it just doesn't look like nobility... even though it's a little different than it sounds like a good actor...

Well, anyway, I got to stand in front of the elves without looking good.

Irina withholds right next to me, and I can see Gorks, Diel, and Grandpa Green Shaquille and Grandpa Blue Voice in the guest seat.

In the meantime, I stretched my chest and began to rigorously recite the elf language whispered in my ear with phantoms without knowing what it meant.

Along the way, Irina suddenly stops speaking and switches to Northwestern.

(Repeat, listen)

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

I can't cope with what I'm told for a moment, and I'm about to repeat Irina's words as they are and delude her.

Irina releases her words again as she gets a little shy of it.

(From here on out, it's the theatrical method that involves demonstrations. Instructions speak in human language. If you hear the elf, just repeat it, okay? If you find out, take the bow at your feet)

…………

Irina's right, take the bow. The arrows... only one, I keep them with me.

And to say some dialogue, a corner horse from the woods...... breakcore comes running.

He... she, too, screamed in some elf language.

In contrast, I say something back. Irina's words make no sense to me.

(Follow the arrow)

To whom!?

... I didn't put it into words, but Irina instantly.

(Breakcore. Aim for your throat)

Seriously?

... but I'll be right because Irina has no reason to have any enemies for Breakcore.

Keep going. Ask two or three questions again.

It wasn't such a strong bow, but it's also not something a man who's still unfamiliar with pulling can keep pulling. My arm is a little paralyzed.

Signs that Blakecore screams harder at something, hits the ground with his hooves, and runs out this way.

Me, desperate not to let go of the strings.

For some reason, everyone in the guest room is taking a hard spit.

(Now. When the breakcore runs out, shoot)

Blakecore is right, he runs out at me.

(Take it off a little if you can. If you go through the side of your neck... if you look like you've shot through it, it's a success)

Oh.

I mean, you're an imitation of shooting a breakcore.

Surprised.

... Nevertheless, my arms are coming to the limit and the breakcore is full of runs thrusting into me from the corner in seconds.

I don't have time to calm down.

... Get your hands off me.

And, brilliantly, the arrow pierced Blakecore's neck.

"Ah."

Raise your voice unexpectedly. Breakcore spits blood and falls.

... and.

(In dialogue. Do it again soon.)

But there's an arrow in Blakecore's throat!

(I'd be dead if I'd chopped my neck off anyway! Don't panic, falling is acting too)

... Well, yes.

When you grate but repeat some of the dialogue, the breakcore is wrapped in light, slowly… become the figure of a person, a woman, and get up.

And he approaches me as he speaks kindly to me in elf. By the way, I'm naked, okay?

Breakcore shook my hand when I said it back in elf with a grudge against it, too.

Cheers.

Standing ovation with the elves in tears.

"... what's going on, this?

"I summarised what you did last year and made it look like a play."

"I don't think the wrinkles are quite possible to summarize..."

I don't remember any of the scenes I played either.

"But it wouldn't be wrong to be careless, white"

"Not at all. I don't care about books."

Waving along with Breakcore with a loving laugh, I'm sure a tremendous message-game arrangement was added.

"The ritual earlier, it was wonderful! If that's what Holy Beast is, then it's natural to fall in love with the Tutor!

"Convinced, I said... not only was he a dragon rider, but he was really great, Master Tutor"

Love laugh at what Sevory and Laurier think.

Um, I'd like you to tell me what you mean if you can.

"Are you sure? Did you really do that?

"Naris, it looks like the Holy Beast of the day was acting himself... right? And Smythson, the ten chiefs, he's a quote maker."

Tetes to follow with suspect Naris. I mean, Tess, you know Elf.

"... well, I mean the range of performances..."

"Princess. Did he really imitate that? Really."

"So it's the range of performances. Well, if Andy had to... I'd say that much."

Almeida stuffed by Aurora who says something unusual with a subtle grin.

"Aurora, tell me too. What was that? What a cool thing I've been doing."

…………

"Aurora!"

He didn't tell me.

Thanks to you, Elf, who comes to say hello. You're framed for having a super vague loving laugh at everyone.

Nevertheless, the Holy Beast Festival began with such a ritual.

(cont 'd)