The next morning...

Fran woke up feeling the morning sun send warm sunshine.

Huh!? Me, me... I wonder what you told him last night.

Fran remembered...

After telling Lou everything he wanted to say, he got tired and fell asleep.

For a moment it was Fran who instinctively cared about the disruption of his clothes, but from what I saw, I saw nothing unusual.

On the contrary, a thin dirty coat (cape) was hung on the body, just as it was when I first woke up.

"Whoa, Fran, are you up?

Looking up, there is a ruh-free smile directly above him, and Fran howls for some reason.

"You'd be hungry, wouldn't you? Would you like some breakfast? It's a portable meal on my journey, so there's nothing big about it, or it might not fit the nobility's mouth."

When Fran wakes up well, she washes her face with the cold sheen of water that Lew was pumping for her.

"Eh heh..."

It's strange that when you sit next to Lew and stare at his side, nature and grin spill over.

"The meal is made of ravioli dried meat and the herbal tea made by Art..."

"Ha, I'll eat!, eat! Ah, the tea tastes delicious! The meat is delicious!

"You know everything about Art, my grandfather said he did all his life."

Luu is also squirming as he sips herbal tea as Fran crunches his ravenous meat.

His knowledge spanned about a decade and he said he was tapped in by an elderly man of Art, a raised parent.

Somehow I was curious about Fran wanting to hear it.

It is out of a little curiosity.

"Hey...... can I just ask at the reference level?

"What? Fran."

"How old the hell is Arv's grandfather that Lew took care of?

Fran came more and more nervous.

It could be a hell of a story.

"Uh-huh. You said you were about 7,000 years old."

"Nah, 7 thousand years old!?

"Uh-huh, I've lived since I was told it was the age of the gods of this continent."

I knew it! That's a hell of a story.

What's a 7,000-year-old Art who lived from the Divine Ages?

... Could he not be a very great man?

Fran asked terribly.

"Oh, you know... special title... wasn't there about that one?

"Yeah! He said 'Sowell', which binds all the tribes of the Art."

"What's Sowell... ah!?

Oh, I remember!

Sowell means the sun in the words of the Arves.

That's not all, the general leader who brings the tribe together, not the one who stands at the top of the Aarv tribe!

Fran "puffed" her mouth in surprise at the size of the story.

"So. I told Grandpa to carry on my trail before he died, but me, I'm a human and I have a completely different life expectancy than Art, and there's something else I want to do..."

Success to Sowell's trail, what?

It's not a hell of a story about humans becoming leaders of the Arves.

But the Arves live thousands of years on average, and we humans live 100 years.

No matter how much they tell you to inherit Sowell, you'll be in trouble...

Fran, thinking about that, asked Lu what he would talk about afterwards.

Since the death of someone called Grandpa, namely Sowell, there have also been Artves trying to push Luu into a new Sowell, as will be said.

But many elders said they disagreed.

Lew hated such disturbances and came out of the arves.

"You're... you're amazing."

Fran shrugged as impressed.

Essentially because Art is exclusive and I hate other races...

"Ha, you say I'm awesome? That's not true, if it's awesome, I'm already a great wizard."

Fran smiles unexpectedly when she hears Luu's words.

But... you've been thoroughly trained for 10 years by Sowell, the great head of the Art.

I guess they liked it a lot to inherit Sowell's trail even though he was human.

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"Well, shall we go to the raid point?

Fran doubted his ears because Lew would say so without incident.

We were suddenly attacked, so we fled to doom in battle, and from here we don't even know where the raid point is.

Besides... even though Luu is here, it would be very dangerous if they had their remnants.

"But do we have to collect the knights' artifacts? Plus, you'd have Fran's stuff, wouldn't you?

"Sure, you should collect the artifacts, and I don't mind wanting to collect my luggage..."

"Then it's settled! Flying magic will get you there in no time."

"Heh heh heh!?

Fran didn't think, he made a weird voice out of it.

It's a voice I don't want to speak twice as a maiden of my age.

"Ugh! You stuttered and accidentally gave me a weird voice, because of Lew!

"Oh, it's my fault?

Looking at Luu scratching his head, Fran came to laugh.

The truth is no, because it's not Lew's fault, it's eight wins.

But this man says something terrible.

Flying magic is not as easy to use as it is to put it mildly.

Because through the spirit and heart of the wind, I can't believe I move freely... I can't do that.

Fran's expression goes cloudy.

Luu arms and tilts his neck.

"Really, Fran can't fly?

Grrr!

Lou's words make a noise and pierce Fran's heart.

Don't say that in such a disappointing voice!

They're gonna stop stabbing me!

"Well, let's do this. Inside the Art. Then they're all doing it."

Oh, my God! I come with my hands wide open.

"I want you to hold me tight, 'cause I'm gonna keep flying."

Yeah eh!? To Lew...... you hug a man?

Because!?

"There are children in the Art who can fly to learn the magic of flying. Well, not everyone can master it."

"Um... I'm just like a child...?

Fran glanced at him with a shank of his eyes, but Lu explained without hesitation.

According to Luu's description......

Hugging each other makes it easier for the operator to experience the magic wave (Aura) that it emits when activating the flying magic, making it easier for the children of the Art to learn the flying magic.

What Lu is saying is right!

This is a magic study!

I can't help it! Your mother will forgive you for experiencing your precious magic.

Fran couldn't help but make a reason.

And he did not hesitate, and held him firmly to Lu.

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Temporary silence dominates the scene.

Lu holding Fran can't move for some reason.

Is that it?

It was a strange franc, but suddenly words can be thrown from Luu.

"Fran, you smell good... and"

"And what?

Fran stared down at Luu.

I definitely wanted to hear the rest.

"She's cute... and... she's beautiful"

Fran shut up and buried his face in Lew's chest.

My body is getting... hot.

Already! I wondered what you were going to say!

But could it be Lou's heart? Seems like he's been around a lot?

"Okay, here we go! Oh, Fran, relax without getting hard."

You can't talk about people, can you?

Fran doesn't want to see his sweet face and he stays buried in Lew's chest.

When he rang his nose and held sweet Fran tight, Lew returned to his true face and began chanting the spirit "It's All About".

"Wind, the breath of the earth, let me understand its shaking thoughts!

Listening to Lou chant, Fran felt a strange sign watching them.

Hey, what! What's this feeling?!?

Is someone looking at me? Beyond the people of this world?

"The Spirit of the Wind! I accept your beautiful thoughts! Give me the power of your breath, my lord! I, as a man, want the power of the wind to travel more than my mother's earth!

Two bodies become much lighter as the chant of Lou's Spirit progresses.

Wow! What is this!?

My body, my body floats!

"Give me your strength! Flying (Flight)!

The moment Lew finished his chant, Lew and Fran were quickly flown to the sky with the power of the Spirit of the Wind (Sylph), the source of flying magic.