Have a Meal Before You Go

Tangerine walked a bump mountain path.

Nowadays, the grass and flowers are growing excitedly, and there was a lot of music everywhere.

Ordinary people don't hear it, but tangerine does. Grass sings a song, but I don't know what it is. In general, it is a compliment for the hot sun and the rain when thirsty.

Flowers, very different from each other.

Do you want to hear the voice of the rose?

- I'm so pretty. I'd love to see that.

Where's the coin?

- I think I'm the most beautiful thing in the world.

The trumpet flower?

-Too! You're wasting your time!

What about the caldron?

- Guys, we're battling the invitational ship. Okay? - Okay.

Overall, the flowers seemed to fall in love with their looks.

There are still strange blossoms in the cold. Tangerine walked along and looked at the flower.

- My name is.

The flower slowly muttered.

- Firefly.

“...... ”

- Do you know why?

The flower was reciting poetry as if it had surrendered.

- It looks like a dog's balls.

It was a firefly.

Tangerine frowned because she didn't like the taste of balls.

There were many flowers blooming on the mountain. Tangerine walked through there.

East end of the unmanned zone.

The unknown mountain is a good place to play Tangerine these days. Tangerine liked to climb mountains. If you get tired, you can suck on your knuckles and eat the lunchbox my dad packed for you when you're hungry.

By the time I moved on for a long time.

“Hot?”

At the foot of the mountain is a large pond. Tangerine stared at the pond and walked away. The water looked pretty clear and deep.

The place looked pretty good. Tangerine took the frog from her shoulder and put it in the pond.

The frog is wearing a plate that fits me like always. In fact, even though it has a nice name, Master Key Prohk, it is called a frog because it is too long.

Frogs started swimming around like they were having fun. Tangerine sat next to him and took out the lunch box he had given her.

Nowadays, tangerines are hungry even if you eat them. It was impossible to understand that even if I ate a full meal, my stomach would go out in a few hours.

One day, the mayor lady heard tangerine say, 'I eat stones too.'

Can I really eat rocks?

I began to eat the fist food that my dad gave me.

Today's meatballs were a huge pile of spicy meat inside. Tangerine ate it delightfully and put it away. I could eat soft food anytime.

It's time to eat hard and clean up.

“Huh?”

A strange flower appeared in Tangerine's gaze.

It's a flower near a pond, and I've never seen a tangerine before.

“Charlie. ”

[Yes, Summoner.]

The braces answered politely.

“Do you want to drive that dog? ”

[Umm...... I don't know much about flowers.]

“What do you say? ”

Tangerine crease gear looked at the flowers.

Clear red.

Flowers open and open from northeast to southwest. And inside, like honey, there was a red liquid.

Tangerine listened to the flowers.

- It's too wet in here. I like it a little dry.

The flower mutters in a faint voice. Indeed, the flowers were blooming, but they were withering away.

Tangerine pulled out a ladybug, full of waist dancing. This legendary seedling shovel that my father gave me was very useful and used well.

When I was digging very carefully.

“Oh!”

I stopped missing the handle of the shovel.

Boom!

“No kids! ”

Tangerine screamed. The shovel fell into the pond.

The pond was calm, as if it didn't know anything.

At some point!

Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle!

The pond started to boil, and there was white smoke everywhere. It's gushing out!

The tangerines were startled, and as we looked at them, the smoke grew darker and darker, an old man in the pond grew quieter! It popped out.

“Ahem.”

My grandfather cut his throat. Weird outfit, white coat, long, white hair.

Tangerine frowned back with a slightly frightened face. He looked down at the tangerine with a solemn face and asked.

“Ahem, is this your axe? ”

“Axe? ”

“Isn't that an axe? ”

“Shovels vs.......”

“Shovel?”

The grandfather was slightly embarrassed, clearing his throat again. Then I took out a small sarcophagus from my chest.

The shovel was golden. It was definitely a golden shovel.

“So, this shovel is yours? ”

Tangerine's eyes glittered quickly. Golden Shovels! They're the best!

“Me! Me! Me!”

Tangerine shouted without even knowing it.

Then I was furious.

My father said Tangerine would forgive me for anything, but I couldn't lie enough. Tangerine bowed her head with a shy face for some reason.

“Oh your child......”

My grandfather smiled and took out another shovel.

It was a shovel.

Oh, my God! A silver shovel! With a silver sparkle shovel like that, Tangerine could have dug up the back mountain all day.

“What about this? Is this yours? ”

“Me! Me! My...... child. ”

“Yes? Well, this must be yours! ”

I took out the last shovel with my grandfather's excited face.

The shovel was made of iron. Tangerine looked at the shovel quietly, and her head tilted.

“They don't have them? ”

“Huh?"

My armpits whispered in the ear of such a tangerine.

[Summoner. That grandfather, is a living spirit.]

“Living Ordinance? ”

[Yes, mainly in mountains, pools like this.]

The living spirit was one of the words that called for freshness.

The living spirit seemed to possess the ability to recreate the appearance of objects seen with gold, silver, or iron.

Of course, the golden sword does not perform like the legendary jewel, because it can be recreated with gold after it has been dropped.

“Now, wait a minute. ”

My grandfather disappeared into the pond, dumbfounded. In the pond, boom! Hic! Things start popping out one by one.

My armpits wrapped around my tangerine body. Everything that popped out was different.

Swords, axes, sickles, arrows, bows and other weapons. Armor, fruit, and sometimes live fish popped out.

- Free at last!

A huge carp opens the sky screaming for freedom! It flies, splashes to the ground.

Tangerine picked up the carp and held it in her arms.

My grandfather, who was in the water for a long time, came back out of the water.

“Ho, is this it? ”

The shovel in his hand, it was definitely tangerine. Tangerine happily nodded.

“Me!”

“I see. It's old. ”

Tangerine received a sarcophagus. It was definitely the product my father gave me.

Grandpa also gave a golden shovel and a silver shovel to Tangerine as if he was using a toebox.

“Hmm...... You're a good boy after all. I used my toebox. Take both. It's old. ”

Tangerine blinked and received a golden shovel and a silver shovel.

“Oh my gosh! ”

“What nonsense, girl! ”

But my grandfather's beard is strange. A beard is like hair sprouting from a chin or nose, but this grandfather's beard was somehow groaning.

Tangerine pulled her beard with a curious face.

Knock!

“Hee hee! ”

My beard is exactly the same! It fell out. Tangerine fell horribly.

“Huh? Something empty...... Oops! ”

My grandfather picked up the beard that had fallen off. While bending at the waist, the hair with the white long hair is fluffy! You fall, your mustache falls, and your facial wrinkles fade, revealing clean skin.

“...... ”

Grandpa, no. The living spirit stands still, sighing deeply.

“Ha...... I can't do it. ”

“...... Hall's father? ”

“Come.”

He sighs tiredly and walks out of the pond, crouching.

As the white hair and beard dripped away, and the wrinkles on the skin disappeared, I saw twenty handsome faces.

.

Cheolho glanced at the front and smiled.

Tangerine went out to play and came back with a lump. The man who was frightened and surprised by the new text was clearly a living spirit.

“Are you a Freshman? ”

In Cheolho's question, the man replied.

“Well, well, well. For now.”

The eastern continent was home to as many exotic species as the western continent. In other words, there are many kinds of monsters, mountain fairies, and freshness, among others.

Where should we put the category of freshness?

In other words, it's a position similar to the Elves in Espan continent.

Born good, and transcendent beings who sharpen and polish that good are called fresh.

Freshness travels all over the country, grinding goodness in different ways. I don't even know what's at the end of it. But they are always doing it in their own way.

The man in front was walking the process of freshness.

However, it is unusual to be a little young.

“You must still be fixing it. ”

“Well, well, well. ”

They are not shaped by the elderly since they were born fresh. They go through similar growth processes as humans, and at some age, growth stops.

“Golden Axe Silver Axe, is that you? ”

I was startled by the words of Chulho.

“Well, yes. ”

Freshness is called a variety of words.

If you look at living spirits in the mountains, if you look at the city where people live, you will see a shaman. If you look at fresh places, you will see fresh spirits. Something like that.

"I've been dying since I landed here a few years ago," he said! ”

“I see.”

Cheolho smiled.

“It is clear to me that the axe waves deep within our bones do not put much effort into this. ”

He recites it with an aggressive face.

It may sound silly, but there are different waves of freshness.

First of all, clouds riding around in clouds.

A fisherman who only likes to fish with his spear.

An axe wagon that plays the role of a classic mountain spirit.

Of course, the freshness that has done enough walks its own path, but the freshness of the growth process mostly follows to some extent the path of the wave that was born.

“Humans nowadays fall short, saying that the golden axe is not mine, and the silver axe is not mine. ”

Cheolho smiled.

Young freshness, I can tell by that awkward tone.

“So if I show you the axe, well, that's my axe! and shudder his father. But we can see it all. Tell lies, tell the truth! Even if you lie to me and deceive me, you can't hide your desire to have all three axes! ”

Or should we instinctively understand the intentions of goodness and evil? It's a little different from the Detect Kid's ability to tell.

“So, I have a pond full of their offerings in my hometown. Because they screamed and drove everything away, and they didn't give it back. The only true man, most recently, was this boy. ”

I had no idea what Tangerine was talking about, so I was planting red flowers from near the pond in a precious small planter.

Chulho stared at him.

I also looked at the tangerines.

I told you, I didn't think you'd bring fresh anymore. Cheolho scratches his head slightly and asks.

“Are you hungry? ”

End