Half-elves Fall in Love

In the middle of the labyrinth where the potatoes disappeared.

Two species without dark vision abilities, and no magic of light.

There is at least one demon nearby that does not bitter this darkness, possibly lurking full of it.

I don't even have the means to call for help. I don't even know where this place is.

"Long time no see, super pinch."

"You say it's been a while or King hasn't checked it out!?

"No, it's still okay because death isn't imminent until a few seconds level for now. If we're lucky, we might be able to help."

"I say we're packing it when we need luck, in jargon!

"Everybody's trying their liver, so maybe we'll go and see each other!? It's not like the road's closed, so if you walk, maybe you can get out!? I'm perfectly fine!

"You're talking about without the demons!?

"Well, yes."

Naris is about to panic half the time, but, well, if his sight is taken away, he's usually confused. Normal.

"Relax, Naris. I told you, I'm still fine at the point where I can expect an escape by luck. I'm in quite a bit of a mince crisis in the next step. But if we calm down and figure out a way to fix it properly, we'll probably figure it out."

"Are you mostly! I mean, there's something you can't do about it!?

"If it didn't work out, let's think about it after we die. Me and you are safe for now. My hands and legs are still alive. We can fight, we can avoid, we can escape. No impossible behavior."

"Ugh, that's true..."

"I mean, I don't mind multiplying it by the dark and touching your ass."

"I do! I mean, until halfway through, I thought, 'That's just a hero in elf territory, even if it's rotten -' so why are you putting it on?

"It's not rotten! I was just wondering if I could qualify as' yes' or something."

"You suck! Why don't you make a scene? It's going to be a monster."

"... don't get tired"

The two of us sigh for now. Well, I think I took off my panic.

Panic is not the best. Make the appropriateness and options for action extremely small.

Most pinches can contain damage if they are properly thought out and properly acted upon.

That is the basis of that teaching of Trott's... Grants Hundred.

"Don't give up as long as you're unarmed. Don't give up because your enemies are strong enough."

"Throw a stone without a weapon, and sprinkle sand without a stone. There must still be something we can do. Don't be such a soldier that you're not ready to die. If you're going to fight and win and go home alive, don't lose your strength to the end, don't despair, don't give up. Think about it and do a lot of things. Be a feared soldier."

"... what is it, it"

"That's what I was taught when I was trained in the Celesta War. You don't have to be able to do swordsmanship, cry or leak, so be a soldier who can go home alive. He said," Be a man who can go home to his wife and children. "

"... that's not what Chief Smythson thought, in the military?

"Oh. They say something about a quote maker or something, but it's nothing. I'm just being cool like a reliable instructor back then. I'm being exhorted that way, and I'm just imitating it because I'm convinced."

"I'm a little sorry to be seeded."

"But I'm not saying the wrong thing."

"Haha, that's right"

Naris laughs. All right. Calm down.

I have trouble getting Naris to stay calm.

... I can't do anything with the labyrinth.

For once, I look into the potatoes, but I got bettori and blood on them. I didn't think that would be a use anymore.

"I have a firestone..."

"Why don't you burn some clothes or something"

"You won't last a minute. Besides, the elf area is warm, so I'm not wearing any. Then I'll walk half-naked, too."

"Please don't tell me about it, either. It's not half naked, it's armed."

"Generally speaking, bikini armor is a half-naked weapon."

Almost darkness.

Lights, none.

Maybe I should go either way, I don't know anymore. Fortunately, scaffolding is not a bad thing to save.

I can if I just walk.

"... In the meantime, do you move? I can't help but udder here. Sooner or later, you'll smell the blood, and the other demons will come to eat this snake."

"I guess you have a plan, labyrinth pro. I don't know which way to go."

"It's a preliminary step, though. Do you know the law of the right hand, the law of the left hand?

"A maze is a total hit, as long as it goes with one hand on the wall, but once it's out there, it's ready to go. Of course, the road you don't need will go as far as you can, and having a loop structure path can be a bit of a hassle."

"... I see"

I try to build a maze in my head and keep one hand stuck against the wall. Naris is right.

"Let's move on with the law of the right hand, praying that where we are now is not a loop structure. We can only avoid going down the same road, and if we reach the climbing stairs or the descending stairs, we can do something about it."

"Okay."

Naris connects me with my right hand, I leave my left hand with Naris and my right hand against the wall.

Because holding hands is in darkness. If I don't do this, I'll be off in a few steps.

And Naris deforms the crash-harken ii he took on with his left hand with Kashan, Kashan, while following my lead.

For the blind, the feeling of the outside world becomes acute.

The structure of the road, which I hardly felt like remembering while there were potatoes, would also be gradually drawn up in my head after I started going on in the dark.

"It's a trail... a hassle"

"It means we don't risk being attacked, at least from behind this road. Think positive."

Kashan, Kashan and I deform the weapon every few seconds, while Naris answers that.

"One day you can leave. Someday."

"Well, yeah, it shouldn't have been so broad a hierarchy that it would take days... can we go without even being attacked by demons"

"Yes."

Pull Naris's hand, walk.

I work out my ankles with focus from time to time. For walking the flat path, it is to such an extent that it is not so bitter to walk the whole day.

And then there's Naris' strength and hunger. I think I'll have half a day because Meshi is after eating.

"... ten Smythson chiefs are men after all"

"Ya, I'm tall. My hands are tight."

"Usually."

I'm not tall enough to be told I'm a little chick, but I'm never as tall as being told I'm a knoppo.

"Haha.... for a long time, I couldn't walk with a man in my hand. I don't remember my dad."

"A hundred years."

"Yes, no. Exactly. During the centenary, I've been connected because my buddies dragged me or dated me lightly!? But the situation was special around here."

"Dating......"

Is Naris on a date?

No, I guess it's not weird. He's got a neat face and not a bad personality because he's an elf.

But I can't imagine a bit.

Naris ignores that whine.

"I used to get lost when I was a kid... I'd get lost in the woods where I live, I'd get lost in the city, I'd be disturbed by grass in the meadows, I wouldn't see far and I'd be desperate"

"So you've often become a labyrinth adventurer..."

"Haha, is that a reasonably roundabout?... my dad must have shown up from somewhere when I was crying and this is how he took me home.... Oh shit, I've been crying a little bit for a while"

"... even a hundred years ago, you're sad"

Gush, and I hear Naris sipping his nose. Still, Kashan, the sound of a handful deformation called Kashan doesn't stop.

"Anger may be soothing someday. Grief is something that is hard to heal. I guess it's a little different that I can't heal...... I guess it's closer to saying I won't disappear. Even if I can forget and live, I can remember and cry. That guy... no more moms and dads, 'cause I'm the only one left... sometimes."

…………

"Haha, I'm soaked..."

At a time like this.

I'm not sure what words to say.

I just walk silently.

In the labyrinth, the sound of Kashan, Kashan and regularly Naris' Crash Harken II continues to sound.

After a while of silence, Naris opens his mouth again.

"You don't give a shit about the Smythson Ten Chiefs, for better or worse."

"Well, you don't care. It doesn't make much sense at this point."

Elf patterns do not work in human society. Just as man's status in the state is not any authority for the elves.

And now I realize that I have more than a dozen lovers, female slaves and pets, and not one of them has gotten along with a human woman.

No, from a human girl's point of view, I'm ripping off more than ten "heterogeneous female slaves," though I greatly doubt the part where I can afford to fall in love with a mysterious civilian man.

"Well female slave... hey..."

"Yeah, it's special there, too."

Humans and elves are basically not connected. I mean, I'm not waiting for a very comfortable ending when I'm tied.

That may not be why, but the women around me aren't so committed to the normal relationship of husband and wife.

It doesn't matter which society, no, which society doesn't acknowledge, if we can take care of each other's relationship. There is such a common sense (consensus).

So just as you don't really have to be a lover or a couple, you don't even have to be a female slave. If you can name a relationship that never fits into shape and gives you warmth, that's fine.

Considering I'm sketchy and greedy out of the picture, I don't know if female slavery is probably the closest thing to the truth, even though it's not a direct hit.

"... we talked about a date, didn't we?"

"Actually, even I'm pretty much in love. Well, basically, he's an elf guy."

It's a little regrettable for some reason. No, I wasn't even born a father by the time Naris made his first love.

"But you can't, can you? It's almost a one-sided story."

"Really?"

Kind of a ho. By and large, that's what goes into the area. I guess it's just as wild as Naris was earlier.

"Do you know why?

"... because you are the one"

"What are you talking about?"

"I don't know. Look, alle"

"You're a terribly annoying person. You are!... Well, needless to say, it's a family thing."

"Was it low enough to be looked down on?

"That's why I don't even know my family. You don't even know the big classification, but you don't know your personality.... that's not so different from a fae for a proper elf."

…………

It's natural to fall in love with an elf because it's an elf.

But if we're going to have to hang out, we'll talk about the house. When that happens, Naris gets stuck there.

"So I could have stuck with someone if I could have said 'even a female slave' thoughtfully, like the Ten Aurora Chiefs or the Knight Sharon Chiefs, hey, haha"

"... no, I think those guys are a little over-conceived"

"But, well, that doesn't mean I could have been as intimate as a date or anything... um, what's wrong with you? It's not like I don't have a marriage wish at all, either, but I'm starting to feel stuck."

"What are you going to do with that story to me? You want me to be a female slave."

"Is there a reason? Let's see what else we can do."

Kashan, while making noises with Kashan, the chatter continues to relax.

"Lucas, I made some kind of motion on Angelos, so if you look for an elf, that's pretty much it...... Naris?

Kashan, Naris stops making noises with Kashan.

Hold my hand, hold it down, and take a step forward.

"Yes."

Kashan, and the sound of deformation sounds loud at the international level.

And at the next moment, the sound of Naris stepping out loud overlaps with the bark of a dog, the sound of kicking the ground.

"Oh, my God, oh my!!

Gosh, it sounded hard.

... No way.

In this darkness, Naris. Even though I'm not good at detecting signs, I can't use magic, and I can't have dark vision.

"Are you fighting......!?

"Don't be alarmed, Chief Smythson! Back off, not one enemy!!

"Wow!!

Hurry and drain the short sword, swinging it to the dark clouds and down along the wall.

And I hear signs of something rushing out at me colliding with Naris' Crashhaken II. At the same time, Gain, and his weak voice.

"Don't let them get away with it. No! Let's go!

Naris, kick the ground. Kick the wall.

We wage fierce battles with demons in the dark.

"... Huh, yes...! What the hell!! Duh!!

I don't know what's going on. Only the sound of Crashhaken II ringing high and low, as well as the footsteps of Naris and the demons, and the screams echo.

And about a minute later.

"... ok... Smythson Ten Chiefs, I did it...!

"Naris! Where!

"To the voice, walk seven steps... don't kick me because the demon's head is rolling along the way..."

I care about strangely weak voices.

Naris is right, finding an object that would probably be the demon's head, kicking it away with his fingertips, and hurrying to Naris.

"Naris... hey, hang on!

Naris was sitting up with his hand poked.

Caress your whole body to see if there are any injuries.

"Hey, it's so sexually harassing till this time......!?

"Shut up, idiot"

... on the flank, with scratches. There is a feeling of blood.

"I was there..."

"You don't seem that deep."

"Well, there it is... rather the hips, it worked a little bit that I was kicked..."

"Hips?"

Lower your stroking hands down.

... Pan tour mar is about to break. When I touched it, the fastener made a noise and broke.

"Wow, what the fuck!?

"I didn't break it!... or is there blood coming out of here?"

"Looks like... uh, if I could see it, I'd take it in the armor department..."

"How did you fight when you couldn't see..."

And I won.

"... oh, rely on the sound..."

"Are you serious?"

"Some years ago, the Great Knight Lister went out with a blindfold to pair a hundred hands... I was wondering if I could substitute him with the sound of a crash-harken mess because I knew where he was with the echo of the sound of a slap on his hand..."

...... it's not normal to be around to actually fight properly with that.

Same imitation in my people... would only be possible about Lyla or Mr. Deane.

I kind of figured it out. Naris is not cleverly poor. I have an abnormal adaptability to bad situations.

Even if you are blind, even if your weapon changes, it has the talent to derive nearly 100% combat power with it.

As long as I have to, I can do that. I think that's probably a more powerful talent than he thinks.

At least.

... A hundred Grants would put on a hundred points.

"... well done. I'll take care of it."

"Huh...?

"I'll take charge of it. Crashhaken... leave it."

"Oh, hey... oh, he said I could walk. Crash, Harken and I are taking it."

"Don't push it, fool. 'Cause if I'm really gonna fight after this, I'm gonna do a short sword."

"No, no, my crash-harken!

"I'll make you another one, so take care of the injured!

I hold down the rambling Naris, and I take care of him... I give up because I can't even see the scratch, and when I bump it, it seems a little burdensome, so I get up with a princess hug.

"... messing with"

"Say it. When the wound heals, you can come and get it."

…………

Naris shuts up about it. Shut up and put your arm around my neck.

I appreciate it because it stabilizes.

After a short walk, you can see the light from across the corner.

"Andy!"

"Andy Smythson! Answer me!

"Naris!

What you hear are the voices of Angelos, Almeida and Tetes. I was worried that it was too late.

"This way, this way!

When I called, the three of them ran over here with a lantern,

"Andy! Naris is safe too... well, I guess not"

All three looked delicate.

"What's the matter, Naris? It seems there's been a lot of..."

"... I thought Naris was okay"

Me and Naris face to face. Under the light, Naris was supposed to be pretty amazing with dust and returning blood.

And then we both notice a fact at the same time, slowly lowering our gaze.

Naris, pants armor destroyed.

I mean, lower half round.

"I can't believe that you in the Red Arm will be bothered to commit anything..."

"A little unexpected, it was..."

Naris panics at the misunderstanding between the two colleagues.

"Chi, no, this is a fight!

"How could there be a battle, the other participants came out?"

"Ah... well, yes, I have to contact Diel! Angelos, right on Diel... don't look at me like that!

"You really didn't do it, Andy"

"So!"

"And you, Naris, are a good ten Smythson..."

"You can't help it because you're hurt -!?

I'm not even gonna let you go outside with your ass rounded, so you can hip-roll it with my jacket and unload Naris.

"Sorry, Smythson. I checked it again and again..."

"I'm fine because I'm not hurt or anything. I want you to see Naris more than that."

Diel canceled the event and temporarily sealed off the labyrinth. We should start the investigation and sweep again at a later date.

"But I didn't know that elf daughter couldn't use magic...... it's a check error"

"It's also because Lord Smythson had a weird overconfidence that he would be fine. Diel, you're not a loser."

"I have no words to give back"

Diel apologizes plainly to Irina.

But I thought Andy would be okay.

Breakcore seems satisfied with my hug.

"Breakcore, can't you handle Naris' wounds or something, with your magic"

"I'm a little bad at healing techniques... but I don't use them myself"

Blakecore heads to Naris, who is receiving first aid in the Labyrinth Village.

The fact that we were missing was a bit of a fuss, but the calm is starting to return because we were found this way.

"Irina, guide me to incorporate the breakcore that treats Naris as a festive event"

I whisper to Irina while wearing a robe from the top of my soiled clothes to hide my rundown.

"I see. Breakcore's vitality is infinite... that little girl will surely be full speed if she is in the medical optics system. If you show it as a secret to the Holy Beast, you can turn it into a mess and show it..."

"Oh."

Don't be ridiculous.

"Careless though."

I'm a little rude to Naris, but we can't let the festival turn bad here.

Dozens of minutes later, Naris was as fast as he could see.

"I'd like to go get Crash Harken..."

They were wearing the dress Almeida was wearing earlier.

It's boring to put back on the clothes that were originally worn by Naris, and now he's in the position of "heroine of time, helped by the hero priest and the Holy Beast".

Needles from each family wanted to come by and some resizing was done quickly, and the northern elves are not getting old for Dada. I also feel like I'm wasting my technical skills.

"No one's gonna steal it."

"You didn't mean to throw it away because you wanted to rebuild it, did you?

"That's not true, though. … if you can collect it"

Take Naris' hand and invite him to the dance.

"I'll hit you with armor instead. I broke it."

"Wow, I'm glad about that. I love Smythson Ten Chiefs"

"Don't just run around like that after that suspicion!

"haha."

Dance with Naris. Even though we were both out of place, the steps seemed lighter than anyone around us and more enjoyable than anyone else.

"... right? Just for a moment, if you think through it... even I should be able to fall in love."

"What?"

"Why not"

(cont 'd)