Half-elves Fall in Love

At the end of the opening ceremony, which is a mystery to me personally, the next cooking tournament will be held with a dance party.

"Show the Holy Beast the height of our orange food culture! Don't be insulted with Takebe's family!

"Gorks, you tense bastard. Hey, tell him red is the best food!

"Um, Brother Diel, I'm the chief of the clan now..."

"At the festival, at the festival! Bye, booze! Hey Entra, make a knob!

"Dear Voice, for once outside the family territory, keep the amount of alcohol modest..."

"Mmmm... where's Kawawa?"

"Dear Diel said appropriately in the woods... oh already, take someone from Master Shaquille! Looks like the limit!

Nori is often in a hurry and the culinary tournament is in full swing.

"Pretty much everybody's having fun."

Whispering to Irina, she put on an arm and Irina snorts one.

"Hmm, the Nine Clans of the North have originally entertained competing in the inner circle for something. When it comes to food, this much gathering can be an official battle for prestige. I don't need to worry."

"When this happens, I'd like to make something on the human side... um, the invited human race, me and Special Agent Becker, maybe a hundred."

"You should enjoy that because you are a guest. You can only cook the army's field food."

"... yeah"

I don't think it would have been more exciting if I had joined someone who was good at polka cooking, if I could.

Well, luxury.

As Irina sees it, a variety of dishes are dedicated to Breakcore, and the meal begins in the form of Breakcore tasting each bite before behaving to everyone.

"No, when you look at it like this, it's a lot different in the same forest."

It's a good thing it's a Viking format, Naris picking while flying around here and many family dishes.

"That said, the same forest, for thousands of years, each clan has been autonomous in independent steps. The colours are so much stronger than Valerie's country's repeated divisions and fusions."

"Al, if you don't eat, it's a loss."

"My clothes are so dangerous, I can't eat like that."

Almeida, who cares about pure white dresses and carries less juice and wine into her mouth in detail. He's a disciplined guy who was forced to put on you.

"Uh-huh, this."

"Right. Hey, Smythson, come here for a second, this bug dish is gonna surprise you."

"I don't like bugs...... ah, but it looks good"

I'm going to pick up some weird dishes that Cairon and Special Agent Becker Hundred found.

I'm not good at worm systems, but I'm pretty handsome if my legs aren't too extreme.

Compared to demonic dishes, it's still common sense.

"Andy, let's dance. I missed dancing at the New Year's Festival."

Angelos invites me to join him in the dance.

Elf-style steps are naturally different from the trot area, but me and Angelos dare to dance in different steps than they are around.

Well, the meadows aren't even narrow enough to bump into, and they'll be fine.

I think... the elves I've been watching around come oddly to the end of the opening ritual or me.

"Dance with me, too, priest. Because it fits the steps of the human race."

"After I dance some more..."

"No, the mix..."

Hand control the elf girl who almost accidentally slipped her mouth.

"Don't bother if they make you feel too bad, be a priest"

"Ah..."

"Later. Because the festival has only just begun."

Dance with Angelos for a while as you pass the elf girl.

"I don't know if they think I'm funny inside if I'm half a rock."

"When I say that, I'm human. If Angelos can't do it, I'm out of the question."

"... that's hard."

"I didn't do anything at the Holy Beast Battle. I was being thieved, and I was working harder with you than I did. I was wondering if there was a funny story about you being put in the way. We're on the called side, we don't have to be mean."

"Well, maybe for Andy,"

"We're all the same all of a sudden. But one by one, it changes. Little by little, let's get you changed. Be a little more generous."

"... if I wore such clothes, I would suddenly say it in a great way"

Angelos grabs my borrowed robe.

"Ha. It's worse to lift everyone up."

Lean closer and carve the steps.

Irina winked small as she picked and ate. I guess I heard you.

If you also feel comfortable eating, Diel will now stick around and announce the next event.

"The Sacred Beast Labyrinth has been attacked by adventurers from this labyrinth village every day for the past few weeks, and now demons are almost swept away as well. Unless you're a child now, it's a safe labyrinth."

"How can you, as an adventurer, have the power to challenge the labyrinth outside because you've adventured in such a labyrinth?

Diel smiles bitterly at Gorks' fundamental scratch.

"Curriculum development is underway around here recently. Well, it's not really just training to kill each other with demons."

The conversation went wrong, put down a word.

"But there will be many elves gathered here who do not know the labyrinth, who have never been in it. Therefore, combined with the labyrinth experience and some battles, we hereby declare the holding of the labyrinth offensive race"

"Race!?

Everyone was surprised. I was a little surprised, too.

Would racing be dangerous between beginners who have just never been in?

"Put one warrior with more than some arm against the entry. It's just a support stick. Whoever enters, with wisdom and strength from them. Go deep in the labyrinth at your own discretion, between the holy beasts. So let's compete for time before the clerk returns with blessings."

"... the point is to try the liver."

Diel laughs again when I smash him.

"Will the Priest join us? As a hero, we'll be able to show you an example."

"Oh, hey, Diel!

Diel seemed like he was going to joke, but the elves around him stayed on board.

"If the humans outside show their guts, the natives of the woods can't even butt in."

"... not a bad pastime."

There was also a voice from the crane of Heavy Town Voice Ong and Shakir Ong, and I can't even say "I don't want to do that" anymore.

"... why is this happening"

Taking off my robe and once I was brought a short sword and a potato for protection, I was stepping into the Holy Beast Labyrinth for the first time in a year.

"Haha, isn't that mayi, because they're just eating and dancing upstairs anyway. It's a little post-prandial exercise."

"The least convincing thing is that you're my partner, Naris!

"Uh, 'cause when I entered, I said,' You sure are an elite Renfangas, aren't you? 'They told me to turn it on the supporters' side. And then there's whales."

"You have no knowledge of the Holy Beast Labyrinth! You don't owe me any wisdom!

"Rude. Even so, the labyrinth of the Southern Great Plains is a raw labyrinth adventurer who has turned 40%!

"Forty percent is subtle again..."

"You must be full of them! Are you willing to be unscrupulous about dominating Attch's labyrinth, which is more than 120 just because they know?!?

... about fifty places to count. I certainly don't feel like relying on you when you say that.

"What am I gonna do?"

I can't help it, so I'll start attacking for now.

Let's borrow professional wisdom.

... Naris gently barebacks Crash Harken II.

After about a few seconds.

"... uh, maybe you're asking me?

"Who else is there?"

"Whatever we do, we have to do it right."

"Hey professional adventurer"

"I've never been in there before, and I don't have any traps or tricks on top of that, and I got rid of the demons. What else do you want me to say in the labyrinth?"

…………

Well, yes. Yeah, but come on.

"Can't use it."

"Terrible!? I mean, why do you rely on me when you've been here before! It's crazy, in the first place!

Yeah, but come on.

Well, I honestly get lost just because it's a labyrinth.

How much do I remember the labyrinth a year ago when Diel (false) just showed me straight, that's impossible to move on now.

"Looks different this way..."

"Yes, this is Peke," he said.

Naris follows without complaining. Well, I guess I just can't help complaining.

"No, you used to bring me a set of those weapons."

Naturally, Naris isn't spending as much time in bikini armor as he is in snowy polka. I buy warm clothes from a polka clothes store and wear them. Well, I'd love to be walked half-naked through the snow. It's cold before.

Yet I thought it was a lot more readiness to bring gear even though I didn't have someone else to fight for.

"Well, I was expecting that because I said it was a labyrinth, and hey."

"Expectations?"

"'Cause it's a labyrinth, right? If you get a chance, you decide you want to dive. More or less, the chances of entering the labyrinth in the prestigious Elf Territory are not the same for me who don't know who I am from the south."

"... do you want to dive so badly? What makes you move so much?"

I don't know the logic of a labyrinth adventurer.

"No, it's not like there's anything so fun or pleasant about being asked that again... well somehow that's that, a challenge to the unknown realm? If we're all going to try again, a sense of union? Besides, does anyone feel equal in front of Nanica beyond people's knowledge?

"... Will you not speak in elf? I can't keep up."

"No, it's so Northwestern. It's a romance you don't know if you're adventurers."

"If I had as many arms as you, I guess it would be easier to be a mercenary."

"I hate killing one. Of course I don't like killing each other lightly with demons. There's a romance over there, so we can work hard."

"... well, then I know somehow"

Nothing. I'm not a soldier because I like to kill too.

Killing is only a task.

I didn't choose exceptionally to be a soldier, but I feel comfortable spending time with my people, my men and Mr. Deane, and for that I can work hard on my assignment.

I guess the arm of that battle for Naris is only the means to live and confront the "romance".

... although it seems to be making it harder to get there by accumulating debt.

"Oh, this one could be a hit. It looks familiar."

"... well, isn't it because I just got here?"

"Sit!"

It took a few more dozen minutes to get off the floor.

The labyrinth is dark and large.

And it's quiet, and sometimes it sounds like I'm not sure. That varies from the sound of "chi" producing something, to the roar of demons, to the sound of just underground gushing out, but I'm not sure of any of this when I hear it in the distance.

Though Naris, it's not the same without someone with him.

"Nothing's going to happen..."

"Don't wake up. If you can get to the back, you've never been over it."

"Well, yes."

This tedious conversation is a big difference without it. If I didn't, I'd be scared without meaning.

... Also sounds like I'm not sure. The echoes through the twisted path make the sound source unclear.

I trembled a little and tried to hold back the potatoes and take my steps.

"Wait a minute, Chief Smythson, it was something right now."

Naris closes his eyes and moves his ears. Crash Harken II, who was on his shoulder, also held it short at some point and was in a critical position.

"What's up?"

"Shut up...... stick to the wall"

Approach the wall as Naris told you to.

Reduce blind spots to avoid surprise attacks. Theory is the one with the obstacle and less free direction.

... That was the trap.

…………

The wall moves.

In an instant, a red flag runs all over my body, and I try to throw a potato and fly behind my back.

"Naris, here!!

As a matter of fact, some demons use magic, albeit only as a first step.

Not as ingenious as what elves and humans use. That's the extent to which, for example, you make a mistake in looking for just a moment, or you make a little wind and you make yourself go under the wind.

But as a predator, that's enough power.

... From what seemed like a wall, strange demons like rock dolls and dogs pop up and eat at me.

"Whoa whoa!?

I accidentally succeed in grabbing that nose with one hand, sparing the worst of jumping instant throat flute eating.

Nevertheless, the power loss is obvious and immediately assembled on the ground.

"Narrisoo!!

"Ta-da!!

Naris hits the side of that demon hard with a crash-harken ii stone poke. I bounce it off and flesh thin trying to crack it even more in Axe mode.

"And haha!!

Cancer, and Crash Harken II devours. But the rock dog lets his body escape and disappears even though he wasn't in good shape or suffered a wound that would break his belly to half.

No, show up a few meters away. An instant phantom is still a threat to me and Naris, who have no dark vision capability.

"Don't let them get away, the other participants..."

"Get down, Smythson ten long!!

Suddenly Naris wields Crash Harken II over here. Now in Sickle Mode.

When I panicked and dived to the ground, it sounded zuchy in the back.

Shown in the unreliable sparkling light that rolled onto the ground, it is a serpent demon with as many thighs as a man. He is hunted for his neck by the blade of Crashhaken II, whose head falls behind Naris.

"Don't lie about hunting demons all the time!!

"Easy, Naris. Might miss the capture. If you were hunting demons for the Holy Beast Festival, you'd be afraid to hide."

"Well, then we have to get back and report back soon."

"... right... so can we go back?

"Chief Smythson, don't you remember the way...?

"... Huh?

Wasn't that mapping out "This is Peke" earlier...?

And even worse.

With the blood of a snake that had lost its neck and collapsed and erupted, the octopus disappeared.

"Oh, hey, something about the magic of light"

"You always say I'm not good at magic!

If you scream, it's usually going to reach Maia or Lyla, but those guys are working on transport today.

...... you suck.

(cont 'd)