Ten minutes later, when I got familiar, I was sitting in the reception room at the store.
I know it's a fancy couch, but it's too soft to sit on.
On the front sits a concierge, surrounded by several female elves, who bring in chairs and sit back.
"Well, I'll explain."
Where fruity scented tea went, the concierge began to explain.
"The Gate of Heaven (Havensgate) is only held by an Elf woman and only opens when she is truly satisfied"
And at that time, the earthquake like earlier, the Spirit Earthquake, seems to occur locally.
I will shut up and encourage you to continue.
"But the women feel humiliated that this opens. 'Cause you're gonna admit you lost."
I snort. If it were a prized elf, it would be.
"Even more so if it's a heterogeneous opponent, especially against a man of a human race."
Because, concierge goes on.
"To the best of my knowledge, no man has opened the gates of heaven (Havensgate) against men of the people."
I see, that's why you resisted like crazy at the end.
As a disgraceful number one, you're going to have a name in history.
"But the result is the result. We congratulate Lord Tauro."
The concierge claps with a patsy.
Late for that, sparse applause.
You're definitely not blessed, are you, this?
"Dear Tauro, I think you've earned the title, so let me confirm"
When the concierge closes his eyes and whines something, a letter, drawn in a pale light, comes up in front of me.
It was written, "The Gate Opener."
Also, the elves squirm.
Oh, I still hear voices, no doubt, etc.
"You're absolutely right. After all, Tauro was the first man in his family to satisfy the woman in the elf."
They can only give this title to one species.
I'll just ask.
"How am I affected by having this title?"
"Well, first of all, when Master Tauro enters the territory of the Elf, he is guaranteed the same status as the inhabitants"
"Ho."
"Next, you get a glimpse from an elf who knows it has a title"
"Hmm."
"Is that it?"
With that said, the concierge sighs, for God's sake.
It's like, "Aren't you overprivileged to have an equal status with people? He seems to be saying."
I'm speechless.
Wouldn't there be cheat capability additions, talent corrections, and rare magic items?
For a moment, that's all?, I almost said.
But to see what a concierge looks like, from an elf, he seems to think of it as just a reward for people.
It's a reward you don't need from me, but to be honest about it, you'll be furious.
We look down on them, but we can't stand to see ourselves low. Looks like that kind of deal, the elves here.
"... you will be given a spiritual beast."
The female elf sitting next to the concierge mouths disgustingly.
I don't want to, why to a guy like this. Those feelings are seeping out.
(Hey you, you're an adult, let's hide some more around there)
I'm scared.
Wasn't the elf long-lived and experienced in life?
"Oh, I was. Excuse me. Lord Tauro will be given a Spirit Beast summoned from the Elf Forest"
This one, too, seems more unpleasant than a female elf.
Did you think that if you forgot, you wouldn't have to do it?
No, because of what the female elf said, apparently it's not like you should have forgotten.
Still, Spirit Beast.
Uhm, some fantasy ingredients are here.
"Are you a spiritual beast"
"Yes, it's a spiritual with figure, living in our woods. It's extremely rare and very honorable for a heterogeneous individual."
Do you understand that? and the eye of the concierge says.
I know, but look down at the level of your pride and basically the multiracial feeling.
I won't talk weird here, I'll just get what I can and it'll be easy to get away.
"As Lord Tauro opens her Gate of Heaven (Havensgate), a Spirit Summon has begun using her magic. The Spirit Earthquake is proof of this."
Concierge looks at this and the room where Sovereign is resting.
"Soon, before Tauro's eyes, he should show up."
Before the word was finished, the demon squares surfaced on the table in front of me.
The demon squares rotated in the light for a few seconds before disappearing.
After that, leave a potato worm.
"This is..."
I groan.
Whatever you think, it only looks like a five-year-old larvae from a magpie butterfly. It's about the same size.
It's a pretty shocking look when suddenly it shows up in front of you.
"Oh, this is the sage of the woods."
Concierge snorts, Nico.
The surrounding elves also come alive at once.
(No matter how many titles you hold, you're human. Spirit Beast to be summoned, like this, right?)
I heard you whisper something like this.
(No, you guys, let's just say I can't hear you any more. Or what? Are you telling me to sound deliberate?
I feel like I did it on purpose.
By the way, apparently, the sage and the yakuza in the woods are quite sublime among the spiritual beasts.
Seeing that I was being treated like that, I suddenly felt sorry for this potato worm.
"Well, please take me with you"
Concierge recommends.
I ask questions while gently putting them in the palm of my hand.
"What should I do to take care of food and such?"
"Talk to the sage of the woods and decide that."
The concierge replied, not quite.
"Consultation?
"Yes, apparently there's still no spiritual path between Master Tauro and the sage of the woods."
"Mental path?
"I think we'll be connecting soon. And when that happens, you'll be able to communicate the least amount of will."
Come on, come on, and I'm prompted to leave.
With my spiritual beast being the sage of the woods, my position in the concierge seems to have dropped all at once.
Until just now, there is no politeness. Visibly, it turned into a lot of treatment.
Perhaps if this were a precious and powerful spiritual beast, it would have been treated differently.
You mean it's no longer worth paying attention to?
I'm glad you're a spiritual beast.
In the end, I left the store to be kicked out with the sage of the woods, unable to dispel my discomfort with the elves.
Along the way, I felt a spiritual path connected to the sage of the forest.
"I Want Leaves"
Because suddenly, I received that feeling.
Though the Spirit Beast, it was just potato worms based and the conversation was impossible.
Somehow, I knew what they were trying to say, to the extent.
Arrive at home.
Quickly, take the sage of the woods out to the garden.
Get close to the herb and ask.
"Can you eat these leaves?
Then the sage of the forest glances a little and moves the short ibo leg of the previous one, excitedly.
Apparently, it's okay.
When I try to put it on the herbal leaves, this time towards the herbal tree, I get excited.
Hi, they prefer that one.
When I put it on the branches of the herb tree, I grabbed the leaves firmly and started eating molluscs. He liked it.
"Don't hesitate to eat. My herbal tree is fuzzy."
If you have to, you can also hang S-rank potions on other herbs.
I left the sage of the woods in the garden and went back indoors.
It's a refreshing morning.
I'm worried about the sage in the woods, so I'm going out to the garden.
He grabbed me by a branch of a herb tree and was eating mosha mosha at a slow pace.
I don't even seem to be eating so rough.
Herbal trees are as fuzzy as ever.
"With these leaves, would you be all right?
I listen.
The figure of the sage in the woods was a slightly creepy impression at first sight, but when I got used to it, I became very lovable.
It seems... it's okay.
"Do you need anything else?
... so far, they don't need it in particular.
I thought of it and decided to name the sage of the woods.
Whatever.
I often thought about looking out at the sage of the woods, eating translucent leaves.
And make a decision.
potato worms eating clear clear leaves, hence,
"Your name is Imosque. That's good."
... I hear you got it.
Look around.
It's a beautiful day.
I can hear the little bird chirping announcing the morning.
"Hmm?"
I had something to worry about and I spoke to Imosque.
"Imosuke, are you okay with birds and bees? They don't eat you or anything?
Even the Spirit Beast, I'm sure it's all right, just in case.
Imoske stops eating and stays between to think a little.
And turn to me, I'm excited.
... it's okay, you would say.
To buy my own breakfast, I went down to the ground floor and headed to the breakfast stand across the road.
When you buy a plate with eyeballs roasted, thick chopped ham, lettuce to the extent that you are sorry for chopping a large tomato circle, and pancakes, you return to your room.
I also have coffee but I don't buy it. I can brew myself.
I'm not obsessed with anything.
In the meantime, on my way up the stairs to the third floor, because I spilled it.
That was hot. I accidentally used injury treatment (F).
After breakfast, I play with my own spiritual beast.
Even if you can play, they are only about 5cm long, so it's about as good as sticking with your fingers.
I don't even hate it, I make it big. I haven't even eaten leaves.
"You're not well, are you?
I get a little worried and ask.
"Hungry"
Hmm, looks fine.
Let's go to the library this morning and find out about the sages and spiritual beasts in the woods.
Those unfriendly elves, they won't tell me, and I don't want to hear it.
"I'm going out, but can you leave a message?
I'd rather stay at the herbal tree than take him. I think so, I ask.
... They say you can leave a message.
"I won't be home till night, but are you okay?
It seems... it's okay.
"Well, I asked for the garden."
Nothing like asking for anything, but I said so for now.
... I hear you got it.
I left the house to head to the library.