Inside an elf at the foot of a world tree.
Delicately decorated, wooden houses. Meanwhile, the road paved with wood runs to sew.
For excavations by the road, clean water flows without sound, and mowed lawns blind your eyes.
"The Most Beautiful City on the Ost Continent"
Nor would the elves' pride ever be overstated. But now the look on their faces to discuss on the side of the road was not excellent.
"Why can't I?"
"You're in trouble. What are you gonna do?"
What the elves are looking at is a sign erected on Tsuji.
'In the meantime, we will postpone the collection of garbage'
That's what it says there. And what the elves have in their hands is a garbage bag made of hemp.
Once a week, the golem carriage of the people who were visiting the inside. Because it is no longer coming, high mountains are formed in the gathering places inside and outside,
All, waste from households and workshops. In some cases, it began to emit a strange odor and also stained the liquid of the primary colour.
"The water's getting worse lately, and what the hell are the High Elves doing?
Numerous people nod at the facial elves.
The people inside follow the high elves because they can live comfortably. Growing dissatisfaction would also make it superficial to lose support and respect.
The High Elves also know. But I couldn't get my hands on it.
"You can't bury or burn garbage in the forest of the Holy Spirit."
This is all I could not give way to.
A rapidly growing pile of waste. Recruit proportionally to it, the frustration of the people.
The Elf leaders were forced to act early on an issue they hadn't even anticipated.
The stage moves far southeast from the Spirit Forest to the Wang Capital.
A reception hotel built on royal castle grounds. Guests from the eastern countries were currently staying here.
"Good day, you did your best today. How about cold fruit water?
A woman who, with the voice of labor, places a glass of ice on the table.
When I was in my early twenties, I was dressed in brand new bishop clothes.
"Thank you, Master Tongue.... Oh, excuse me, Bishop."
The princess Kat girl sitting on the couch rushes to say it again. The tongue-in-law laughs nicely at the appearance.
"It's okay, I've just taken office."
They are the only two luxurious, spacious rooms. The reason I am here is the life of the Archbishop.
Serious, massive brainwashing incident in Awok. To save the victims, the kingdom begged for the dispatch of the Virgin.
And the nations of the east responded to it.
"It's good to stick it out, but you can't do it. It sounds cold, but if you get sick, you'll lose the number of people you can save."
Dry expression, but the voice is full of gentleness. She's about to begrudge the Virgin.
Not answering that, the Virgin raises a different subject.
"Well now, are you glad you didn't make it to the divine game?
Sweet lemon water with carbonated bubbles, the Virgin as she carries it to her mouth. The figure looked more like a high school girl than a national guest.
The tongue-length shrugs her shoulders only slightly as she lowers her hips on the front couch.
"Right. Honestly, I feel sorry for you. But this is more important work."
Saying, I also include fruit water in my mouth. I accidentally narrowed my eyes to the refreshing acidity and sweetness.
Master Tongue has the highest double digit ranking in the world. of the divine game in the Holy Capital, have the right to compete.
But this time he gave up his rights because of the overlap in his work.
"Whatever you say, the devil confused you, you save it."
Put the glass down and continue to do so, Master Tongue.
Her job is to accompany the High School Girl Virgin. From meeting with the kingdom to bodyguarding, I'll take care of everything.
Unaccustomed high school girls have a strong tendency to prefer. If you leave it alone, it will be used in a good way.
"... what's wrong?
High School Girl Virgin not responding and looking down. Look at that. Master Tongue makes a strange look.
On the face of the High School Virgin who raised her face, there was a thought.
"Is my power able to save people properly? Is it possible to conjure up demons?
Dear Tongue Length, I'm going to be stunned by the clear question of the answer. But hide the thoughts in the desperate condition of the high school girl Virgin.
"Yes, of course. Why would you worry about that?
D-Rank State Abnormal Recovery Magic. You can't disarm it without it, intense brainwashing.
The kingdom is rallying high-ranking magicians and gathering potions. But what is still missing is the status quo.
"C-Rank Condition Abnormality Recovery"
In the meantime, the High School Virgin is able to exert this power several times a day. Its existence was so great that it could not be said in words of gratitude.
"I'm anxious. My holy water is really just colored water."
Thank you. He's lost confidence and is being harassed by anxiety.
"Your power is at everyone's service. Remind me? Look at those people."
The victims, without exception, return to sanity on their way to bathing in holy water. Afterwards, take it face-to-face and say thank you.
However, the High School Virgin does not seem convinced. He was nagging again and squeezing his hand on his knees.
(I'm in trouble. What am I supposed to do at a time like this?
In a narrow world called the Church, Master Tongue came running through elite streets. Less troubled experience than people.
Besides, my surroundings were only older, so I didn't like to treat them younger.
(Dangerously, you're cornered.)
I know, that's about it.
I guess there's something you want to forget about the high school Virgin immersing herself in her work. When you run out of time like this, you must remember something about it.
"Maybe you haven't slept much?
It must have been a picture star. When I made my body nervous for a moment, I nodded small, nagging.
(Now I don't have a body or a heart. At least you need to get some sleep)
If the high school girl Virgin falls, she will be held accountable for being with her. But more than that, those in charge of the kingdom will also be blamed.
The finest hospitality. I was just so sorry to see you taking that.
"Follow me. If you don't get some sleep, it's bad for you."
Stand up in a chair and take the high school girl to her bedroom.
Master Tongue decided to solve the problem by doing what he could.
(Let me make you forget)
That's what she specializes in. Hit out a long long tongue and stick your eyebrows on the tip of your tongue.
When you are ready to exercise, put the Virgin to bed and hang a blanket. And as it was, I dived into the bed from below.
"And, Master Tongue, what! No way."
I don't have any experience yet, but I know about Master Tongue.
In the eastern country, the top ranking holder in active service. Weapons are, of course, its long tongue.
Besides, the defensive range, regardless of gender. No, they even say they prefer women.
"Oh, do, wait! Ahhh!"
To that extraordinary skill, the inexperienced high school Virgin falls in an instant. Ten minutes later, he falls to a peaceful sleep.
This act was repeated every night during my stay in the Kingdom. It healed her heart, little by little.
Thus the High School Virgin became captive to the woman without knowing the man.
Further, the stage moves northwest from the Wang capital to the court of the Imperial capital. Roundtable meetings were currently being held there.
Sitting in the upper seat is a man with slightly drooping eyes. Age would have been around middle-aged to epic.
Being an emperor, he looks around at his subordinates sitting at the round table. After checking some empty seats, he opened his mouth to the contrary.
"Gentlemen, you know the Viscount set up an inquisition on the streets of the North City?
Everyone snorts.
The northern city is a regional city just south of the Spirit Forest. In order to protect the country from the threat of the Elves, the mature Viscount has just taken up her duties as a lord.
One of the available seats is where she sat until the last time.
"Waste brought in by the elves and dumped in our territory. I hear you stopped it."
It was the tall romance grey gentleman who spoke out. To his words, the Marquis, the emperor nods.
"Quickly, an envoy came from the elves. Immediately abolish the interrogation and keep the traffic free as usual."
Have a thin laugh and carry on the words.
"Until we can do that, we're not going to do business with our country."
At the same time as the emperor finishes his remarks, the roundtable perimeter goes out of its way.
The Elves are the main counterparts of the Empire. Many precious products are not available unless they are in the Spirit Forest.
"That's not nice. There are many things that don't work as an alternative to magic materials."
A skinny old man, Dean of the College of Imperial Magic, roars as he carves a deep vertical crease between his eyebrows.
I was listening while I was at the head, a plenty of fat middle-aged man sitting next to me. Waiting for the Dean of the Academy to finish saying it, opens his mouth to the contrary.
"No, we're not just buying it. Sellers will also have a considerable amount of money. If we can stop the deal, there will be many who will no longer stand."
Following his words, several voice their thoughts.
"That's true."
"No, the argument is not good there. Don't make me do anything I don't want to do."
Those who agree, those who disagree, and so on.
As the reward of opinion continued, the emperor spoke out to block it.
"I'll tell you first. The rest is about this, I'm not going to compromise."
The faces surrounding the round table shut their mouths in surprise. And wait for the next word.
Emperors often make decisions after letting them freely give their opinions. It was unusual to take the lead like this one and give conclusions first.
"I can't buy what I need and I can't sell what I want to replace with gold. It will be the same over there."
Hearing it, a well-fat middle-aged man raises his hand and asks for a statement.
When I get permission, I wipe the sweat off my forehead and open my mouth.
"But the elves have a hand in doing business outside of my country. Then let wealth flow to other countries."
Looking back, the emperor glanced at the tapestry of a large map hung on the wall.
"When it comes to countries other than my own, you're from the North. Originally, the eastern kingdoms have no borders."
Inside the elves of the Spirit Forest, there are two streets that lead there.
One goes south, to the city north of the Empire. The other stretches southeast and reaches the Wang capital via the northern countries.
Marquis stared at it from the edge, silently. After a little thought, I nodded deeply.
"I see. Is that what happened?"
A rich, fat middle-aged man turning his face to the Marquis as he stood. He understands things he doesn't know and is in a hurry and anxiety.
Seeing how it was, the Marquis advised politely.
"Why don't you name what the elves were buying from our country"
As he is nodded, the fat middle-aged man breaks his finger.
"Ore, leather, fur, ceramics, glass, oil. There's more..."
Like I noticed something, an interrupting voice.
The old knight captain, who was listening beside him, slaps his palm with his fist. And I raised my admiration.
"It's all heavy or pungent. And the mountains on the border with the northern countries are very steep."
Put your arms together and continue the words as you nod over and over again.
"Not very much, but I can't carry it in the carriage"
It's in the form of a line taken, but I don't feel bad about middle-aged people who are fat enough. It would be the character of the Knights Commander.
The emperor looks around the entire round table and speaks up.
"Yes, the carriage can't go down that road. It doesn't replace our streets."
A wide road, paved with cobblestones. Those are the items that were carrying a large golem carriage there.
A small golem horse crossing a mountain with four legs, not the amount that can be carried on its back.
But I guess I'm still not good at it. The Dean of the School of Magic makes a statement with his hands up.
"There are many items that elves bring in that are small and expensive. Let's cross the mountains and be brought to the northern countries."
"I guess."
College director who is instantly affirmed and clogs his voice.
"Send merchants to the northern countries to compete down even at high prices for what they need. That's all I have."
To the words of the emperor, hold both fists and the Dean of the College appeals.
"Then in the end, money will flow to the elves. Wouldn't you rather be happy for the value to rise!
I was asking next door, plenty of fat middle-aged. Now it's my turn to speak to the Dean of the Academy.
"Dean of the College, indeed the money goes to the elves. But where do they buy what?
The college director with a frown root opens his mouth wide the next moment. I saw that, and the middle-aged man, who had gained plenty of weight, continued to calm down.
"That's right. No matter how many bags you inflate with gold, you won't get what you want. If you buy in the northern countries, you don't have the means to carry them."
"... Indeed"
College director who shuts his mouth after speaking out like he's out of his mind. The slight distortion of the expression may be shameful that it was slow to understand.
On the contrary, he grinned satisfactorily at the middle-aged man who had gained plenty of weight.
"Anything else?
There is only one person in the emperor's inquiry, the Marquis raises his hand.
Nodded with his eyes, the Romance Grey gentleman opens his mouth.
"But it is certain that our revenue and expenditure will shake the needle to the negative side a lot. How do you think about that?
The Emperor replies with his eyes to another empty seat, Uncle Borderline's seat.
"A new mine, I'm going to cover it with its proceeds. Uncle Neighborhood will have to work harder."
A mine is a big hole in the southeast of Landburn that was discovered yesterday. The golems that live there are mineral resources.
The golem hunt under the name of mining has also begun, and Landburn says it is lively.
(It was Uncle Rosehip directing you. Perhaps there are too many competent people gathered under Uncle Borderline)
The Marquis recalls the sight of the other day and bites his lips.
Lost neck, heavystone golem lying on top of a luggage car. That's what got us into the Empire City Square.
"Comparable to a Class A Knight"
It is so seen, and even the Imperial Knights are nervous when it emerges.
Uncle Rosehip defeated it and sent it as a gift. Besides, deep in the big hole, in a situation surrounded by stone golems.
(I also hear that mining is going well thanks to Rose Knights, led by Uncle Rose Hip)
Borderline Knights under Borderline Uncle. In those guys, stone golem hunting in shallow places will finally be done.
Overlapping for the Empire, but it is regrettable to be a rival feat.
The Marquis exhaled from the back of his chest.