Half-elves Fall in Love

Giant Han Kensei, with a hole in his shoulder, was carried on stretchers by other miscellaneous fish-like people.

It's not a strange place to bleed, but it's a big arena under the sky, where there's always just a workout and you can handle it.

I used needles and stuff to sassy stop the bleeding and there were no major blood marks on the ground either.

"I thought I'd check on you."

Former and doctor Deane shrugged, but Ector laughed bitterly.

"Fortunately, the bones were to the point where they had cracks, and if handled properly, it would be back to normal in some months. But...... it's not worthwhile to be lightly tailored between successful candidates for the same semester. You're all over your heart."

"Bronson is a good infantry who was originally used to fighting. Even the squad used to meet with Angelos as the owner of close arms. Yeah, well, that's not the balls to lag behind the young Rookie."

"Bowman has passed the Kensei exam for four years..."

"Experience between war-torn trot swordsmen can't be applied to those outside"

"... you're right"

Ector is pestering Mr. Deane.

It's a bit of a funny landscape because Ector is a lot taller in the long run.

"The son of Randall is nothing but a black goddess."

"I have a bad opponent. That's not what Arthur had to do to bring her in, he could give her an opinion."

"As for me, I prefer Kensei, who is defeated enough to blow another battle."

"If Randall falls now, there will be no one to cover this place until Grants gets back."

"I wish I could throw Arthur outside the royal palace."

The two old men who stand in the guest seat talk to the public with their carefree faces.

Nevertheless, these two are adults of history who have moved the Kingdom of Trot a great deal.

Former King Ulysses Ernest.

And the Duke of Gardner, the head of Trott's biggest celebrity.

Though I gave Ruth the king's array road, it never happened that they became a cheerful being.

"Andy. Who's that jerk?

"Buh..."

Block Jeanne's mouth. Jicha is oi.

... Oh no, Jeanne, have you never looked directly at the former king?

"and the Grand Duke with his predecessors in the kingdom of Trot."

"A king... is he the most difficult king?

To a decent Jeanne, the former king laughs delightfully.

"Hey, hey, hey. What, there's nothing that could happen. It's not my job to say king now. Instead of treating me like I'm half a sinner, I don't have authority anymore."

"Naturally. My predecessors and Arthur don't know what to do."

"Ho. Ruth, even for a little morning walk in the eagle... thus attaching Gardner and Randall, the great nobleman, to the two of us. How far do you not trust your uncle?"

"Be an unfamiliar servant and make your daughter's son-in-law feel better every day."

"Behold. Even the old ones in those towns would be a little more labored. Do you have a grandfather who can be so light?"

Kakaka and the former king laughing.

"So adorable Dwarf lady. You can call me whatever you want."

It's a cold exchange of liver.

"... to the Deane Hundred Commanders of the Northern Legion, those knights are just as smelly. I can see Celesta's seriousness in the operation."

"Well. The goddess puts the Sixth Minister in the spot, often hitting the forefront of the nation. Isn't it a little hard to sniff Celesta?"

"If it works, you can get deserted wilderness."

"If you're sure of the technology, It's not a project that deserves to be hands-on without optimism."

The Duke of Gardner and the former king are watching Mr. Deane and talking slowly about what we are afraid of.

... for pretending to be a favorite, it stinks a lot of kina.

"How far..."

I know, I whine unconsciously.

And the former king gives me a gaze and an invincible grin.

"Again, I've been watching the world from the trot for 40 years. Even if we take our hands off the country's operations, we're in a position where public discourse is constantly rolling."

And the Duke of Gardner speaks quietly to me, too.

"If you guys aren't keeping it a secret, you know, Andy Smythson.... I want you to say hello to Almeida in Paladin"

"Almeida......!?

"Heh heh, you made a deal with her."

... knowing that Almeida is with us.

To do this, we need to have an informant in Polka or Renfangas.

I'd like to believe it's not polka... even the polka people must be trot people. If you're going to give information to the king, there's no point in being blamed for it.

Besides, there would be information from Sir Bonaparte regarding Lyla and Maia as well.

More than I thought, the former King's neighborhood may have a good grasp and attention to our reality.

"… do you intend to do something"

I stand by nature.

Soon Lyla will come by and be in a position to shelter me and Jeanne in one step, no matter what.

... I would never be attacked, but still tension dominates the place.

"Let me tell you something. I have no authority whatsoever. There's nothing I can do.... whether you want Arthur involved or even have the authority to get him out of the royal palace."

…………

"I can't do anything. Nothing. At best, it's an interesting story."

... When this guy says, everything is suspicious.

But when it comes to doubting and doing it, it's not like there's anything you can do.

"... let me tell you something good. Trot has a brother-in-law."

"Trott has no desire for such a demonic land stabilization plan. Even if you put your hand in search of merit, it doesn't make any more sense than being held by Celesta, who has the right of military commander, to rule on its martial arts itself"

... this.

At first glance, I also feel it's less meaningful information, but isn't that actually a pretty important point?

Why did Trott send the Grants Hundreds until he imitated Celesta to deceive them?

On second thought, it's full of risk and returns are low. It is certain that even considering the political effects is suspicious.

Then why did you do it?

"Karlwyn was a country far back in the day, when the battle against the Barbarians had dawned on our people of Trotto, who preached better swordsmanship than their Knights and gave them the foundations of the Sword Sage. Therefore, I have an in-laws to return. It's a matter of pride for us to have to deliver one fingertip over the line."

... Was it?

Then maybe Naia manipulates the shock waves as natural......

"Then I won't hold my hand in the future. We'll find our way to the country in the shadows."

"Let us know what you're up to."

and.

There's Mr. Deane, coming down.

He jumped up the inner wall of the arena separating the passenger seat from the stage and flew up to us in the middle of the passenger seat on the next jump.

"Here. I didn't expect you to suspect it until you offered it in favor."

"You're a human being, predecessor."

"There isn't at least one person in the Celesta Army who thinks of you as truly helpless. More or less, everyone believes that what you live for still moves history."

"It was bought."

Exploration with Mr. Deane.

Never breaks the look you can afford in a situation like this. Again, I admire what a masterpiece of history is like.

Probably not very combative either.

Perhaps, if you think about decency to Celesta, you can never have power either.

But still.

Keep having "something" to confront the great hero and still make him afraid, such a person.

"The trot has already entered the next generation. The era of the eagles is over."

…………

"Sometimes I help my children and grandchildren, but I only believe them. The next time."

Before the king said good things.

If you just listen to the words, those are old giving up words.

Yet both the former King and Duke, their expressions are powerful.

We can't help but be afraid of the stretch of their spines as if to show pride to the people at a victory ceremony.

"... then refrain from prying"

Mr Deane says as he gave up.

"Here. It's also nice to see a frightened goddess."

"Threatening a woman to please doesn't mean she has a good taste"

"Old-fashioned, short baboon bullshit. You can hang out, young lady."

Mr. Deane sighs.

And turn your back on the former king.

"As long as you're making fun of me, fine. But if you're going to get your hands on my men, any number of them..."

"Hehe. What are you going to do to harm the younger generations of the trot?... Oh, not even in my place."

"Then let's say that's as far as the exploration of the belly goes. We still have somewhere to go, too."

"Uh-huh. Next time, we'll invite Linda and Arthur to tea, young man."

I really wanted to see Sir Bonaparte, too, but if you're well, okay.

"Bronson, Naris! We're leaving, come on up!

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"... is he, Arthur says... 'The future of this country'"

"Surprised you're not Kensei or Sage, Gardner"

"... no. I don't think Arthur really is a man who bends over with power and little reason. But such an unreliable young man really has the guts to challenge Arthur..."

"That's why Arthur admitted it, too.... Yes, it's because you're weak."

…… So, what are you going to do? I didn't come all this way to make that young man look like this grandfather, I didn't come into contact with Diane's troops in black. "

"It's not something like that.... Fewer firepowder to turn to Ruth with the next hand is better. It's easier for them to see Grants in Rennest... and make sure they're willing."

"... next time?

"Bye.... hehe, Grants would be in a bad mood"

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"Huh. Who was that earlier, that Ulysses III?!? I was talking to ten Smythson chiefs about something so close!?

"Uh... it's a little subtle to explain... I just got a little bored about Linda and the king originally going to give me Angelos, and then again about Sir Bonaparte..."

"Um, Chief Smythson is really a child of two civilians, and he's just a clever afterguard, right? How can you attract such a ton of demonstrable connections and all that?

"I didn't know you were just clever. I didn't know you were just clever! Ho, there's more, uh."

I'm getting very sad explaining it to Naris.

Yeah. It does stink of lying to clean it up with a bit of overall luck, and it's hard to argue with people saying anything but dexterity.

"Regardless of your fringe with Andy, I'm pretty sure that old man deserves vigilance. What did you think and show up before us? What we showed up in the trot, and in the arena, would have easily caught on to the intelligence network had this knee-deep king's capital. I don't think it's a coincidence... what do you mean"

"Ho. I can't help worrying. Except for the exchange of battles."

"That's right..."

Mr. Deane worries about holding his forehead.

On second thought, I just came out and kind of accumulated a tease, but I guess that's the only thing that would make Mr. Deane suffer so far.

"You don't have to stay long. Deane falls down with a fever of wisdom"

Lila takes the head on behalf of Mr. Diane, who continues to worry, and we leave the city in a hurry.

"Mr. Deane, let's forget about the king once and for all. Besides, do you have any idea where Isaacs is?

"Ah, oh. I asked the other guests at the hotel yesterday and they went by just about a week ago. … will probably reach the Holy Land Lycra or not"

"Lyla, just in case, fly with caution on the ground."

"Ho. I know. We should mark that cow ghost."

I can fly the streets to the north to Lyla.

The snow, which was not even knee-deep in Schlantz, is deep when it's time to get to this area.

... I hope those guys camped in a snowcave and didn't notice, or something dumb.

So.

Beautiful conical Mount Lycra and the city of Lycra on its southern hemline.

We caught up with the Crossbow Squad just about to arrive there.

"Ho. Is this Mount Lycra? A good mountain."

"Oh. If you're a Trotman, they tell you to look at it once in your life."

They even told me that it used to make sense that I was born into a trot.

When people say it's so beautiful that it's worth it... well, judgment depends on people.

At least that mountain, which can be seen from the windows of your table, is not as beautiful as I have ever seen many mountains flying around and sighing.

...... hmm?

"Hey, Lyla."

"Ho."

"Something weird hasn't jumped up from below...?

"... ho?

It looks dotted in my eyes.

but the oddly brilliant point is slowly rising out of the mountain soot forest...... no, is that coming in!?

"Lila!"

"Eh... grabbed, Lord!

Immediately after, the carriage swings and the impact runs.

"What!?

"Ugh!!

"Yikes!! Falling, falling, falling!

"Hey, what is this!?

Everybody fuss.

... while you are also forward, back, left, and right, centrifugal force applied, let alone fire brace flames visible outside.

What are you doing, Lyla?

"Lilah!!

"Eh, just kidding...... now what!!

Zun, and it takes an impact, and after a while the movement fits in.

And, in the meantime, and Lila seems to have plummeted, the feeling of falling all at once, the feeling of it weakening for a moment, and the carriage is put down on the snow somewhat rampantly.

"Hey, what happened..."

"A strange guy has been calling me a little. Guy like that if he could use both arms."

"Wait, that's..."

... to the sanctuary.

He said there are many sacred beasts in the sanctuary full of enormous "positives".

"... Huh!

It's quicker to check with this eye than the four or five says.

I jump out of the carriage in a hurry.

And I found a weird cat animal, roaring over dozens of meters.

Yellow stripes in white, red eyes in blue eyes. I'm in the sky, but I don't have any wings.

Anyway, flashy colors catch my eye.

And.

"What can I do for you, you disastrous creature! Yeah if you think I can do this over and over again it would be a big mistake!!

Cat, talked.

"Say hello."

"You dragon, I won't give you the sanctuary!

"I don't even want it."

"Lie to me! You'll want it!

"I don't want it"

"Are you making fun of me, you feathered lizard!

... Sounds a little silly.

"Don't think you'll get a sanctuary without defeating this Shoegazer and his delightful companions!

"... pleasant companions?

Suddenly we were all watching that cat animal, and the rocks and marutai flew out of nowhere and the cat was shot down.

"... what the hell was that?"

"... Holy Beast... I think"

Was it the delightful companions treated as delightful companions who threw rocks and marutai?

(cont 'd)