Spirit forest extending into the northern part of the Ost continent. In the trunk of the world tree that stands at its center is the high elf gathering hall, Yakata.
In the hall's conference room, the high elves were now holding a meeting.
"These are the two things that need a quick response"
Recently disappeared, vertical wrinkles between eyebrows. while further deepening it, the chancellor says.
In the elves, which have been peaceful for a long time, various problems have arisen in recent years. The chancellor didn't have time to rest.
"The first one is about garbage. We can't take the waste out of the woods."
From the houses and workshops inside, dirt and hazardous materials occur. Until now, he had let the people come and get it and dispose of it in the mountains of the Empire.
But lately, the Empire refused to do this. They were baffling the elves.
"Whatever you're unhappy with, whether it's land you haven't used anyway?
I don't understand, a high elf shaking his head with the expression. Another high elf also agreed with a bitter look.
"I'm telling you I'll pay for it, but I don't even have the ears to ask. People don't have the minds to think about the damage."
Yet another high elf put his arms together and said, 'Did you hear that?' Ask the two of them. If the two of them nod with a strange face, they say it's about an apostle back from the empire.
Suddenly, he went to reprimand the new lord of the city of the north, for his actions.
"I hear the lord came out fearful of our sword curtain. He met with his deputy, but didn't talk to him, and eventually he started to stretch his legs all the way to the capital."
While shaking his head to the left and right, High Elf carries on the words.
"Those who responded in the Imperial Capital are a strain of 'We leave it to the Lord'. He just doesn't understand that this is going to be a big deal."
Attendees with louder voices as their private language progresses. The chancellor distorts his expression, slaps his desk and speaks out hard.
"Silently."
Once he looks around the quiet meeting room, the chancellor exhales once. And resumed the proceedings.
"The second is the lack of resources. The cessation of dealings with the Empire is preventing us from getting what we need."
The Spirit Forest is clean and plain. The drifting magic is also intense, but it is not blessed with underground resources.
Sometimes the Elves themselves did not like it, and resources from the ground and near the fire exits relied on purchases from the people.
Many of them become ingredients for potions and tools, and as a result, in the elves, they were unable to create necessities.
"If the deal stops, my neck will be tightened with the Empire. So much so that you don't know that, are they stupid?
One who puts more painful things on the shelf and makes an unbelievable look.
opened his mouth as the fat high elves sank among the high elves who made another noise
"But we also have a problem. It has given birth to an empire a powerful authoritarian monarch"
Due to terrain constraints, the only route to carry goods in large quantities is the streets with the Empire. Large golem carriages cannot pass because of the presence of steep mountain ranges with the northern countries.
In other words, this street is a lifeline for the Elves. And there they were seized by the forces of the people.
"We should have scratched, confronted and weakened the interior of the empire with honey traps. This would be a reward for failing to do so"
High Elves pushing silence with a bitter look. The optimistic idea of a "foolish people thing, it will split soon anyway" or "the emperor will die soon with his life expectancy" did not put his back in.
While exhaling deeply, the chancellor answers the point.
"Later, I gave instructions to hit my hand. But honestly, it will be difficult now. The Empire has already recognized us as enemies."
The attitude of the Empire has changed dramatically since the encounter with Reapers in the Great Hole.
In that battle, the Elves lost a class B knight of four horsemen. Since the pilot is an elf, the involvement inside would be obvious.
I don't know if they caught him alive, but there can't be one body left.
"From what I've seen, the Empire's posture is the blockade of trading routes and the defense of borders"
To the finished speaker, a fat high elf raises his hand and gives his opinion.
"We only have a trade route with the Empire, but we can exchange goods with other countries over there. I think I'm going to wait a little while for this one to turn up first."
The chancellor nodded and uttered words.
"I have the same idea. Time is on the side of the Empire and if we don't move, we will slim ahead"
Towards two serious expressions, a voice flies like a fool. The source is an old man lean like a dead tree.
This high elf is in the position of Knight Commander of the Elf Knights.
"What's bothering you? I guess we should just go out and get more ground."
I hold the shoulder of an old woman next to me and say it as I'm good at distorting my face.
The chancellor quietly objected with a reluctant look.
"We are strong, but the empire is large and populous. It's hard to knock them out, but what we want is underground resources."
You know what I mean? And overlap the stare.
"There is no point in taking the land without those who dig and refine it. We Elves don't like that kind of work, and we're sorry for the trouble of letting people rule and work."
The Knights chief laughs with his nose at the Speaker who finishes his words.
"You're an idiot. You, just the neighborhood would be fine."
The eye-peeling chancellor and a fat high elf that makes the eyebrow root uncomfortable. Meanwhile, the old woman leaning against the Knights Commander holds her mouth by her hand and laughs when it creaks strangely.
"What we need is a garbage dump and a trade route. If we stick out to positions bordering kingdoms and northern countries, we no longer have to rely on empires"
When you play your finger, the tapestry of the map hung on the wall changes. Spirit forests, empires, kingdoms, and borders of northern nations are expanded.
Next, just south of the Spirit Forest, the regional city of the Empire glowed red.
"While pushing the Empire back in this position, we also make deals with other peoples' countries, parallel and indirect work to the interior of the Empire. I hope so."
Hearing this proposal, almost everyone, including the chancellor, is silent. Indulge in your head.
"... not bad"
The fat high elf spoke with a heavy voice. He hates this, lean high elf like a dead tree.
But you'll have to admit you're not stupid.
"As it stands, is that a better way"
The chancellor roars, too.
"Come on, so when are we going? This one will be ready in no time."
A high elf as skinny as a dead tree, laughing joyfully, asks the chancellor. But it was the old woman who kept her head on her shoulder next door who put the cross spear in.
"Wouldn't it be necessary for an elf knight to go all the way? You can't fit in, you just have to try the Warcraft."
That too, he laughs down his eyeballs and goes on to say it in a dignified manner.
"It's enough for both warcraft, such as the knights of the people. When the High Elf equivalent comes out, we'll deal with him."
The chancellor ponders his current story as he looks at the Knights Commander and the old lady who slip their cheeks together.
Knights are better off with trump cards, warcraft. If the Empire stands ready to defend itself, that's all.
(High elf-conforming presence is also a concern)
I don't care. Hit the guys and see how it goes. There is no reason not to adopt this proposal.
The chancellor who made the decision turned to everyone in the conference room and spoke with a powerful voice.
"Okay, so you're the Warcraft, especially the ones they call the Vests. Let's try to intimidate them and lead them south and hit the Empire."
Voice of consent rising everywhere. This is how the policy of attacking the Empire was set in the elves.
The stage moves far southeast from the Spirit Forest to the Wang Capital.
Pleasant neighborhood after sunset. Skip down that back street, there was one old man.
"No, you're looking forward to it"
It's me.
I'm on my way to the 'Uniform store. I'll have all my uniforms. Come on, you too, now, uniform, conquer!'.
Ponytail today and my first face-to-face meeting after my return to part-time. Expecting your pants to swell won't do either.
"In a reserved tauro"
Tension rises and I push to the old concierge in front of the counter in the back of the lobby.
The ponytail doesn't look like it on the chick stand, but it's not strange because it's booked.
Me taking out the guild card at Nico, but for some reason the old concierge didn't try to take it. Open your mouth sorry with a dark look.
Actually, there's been a little trouble.
I heard that Ponytail is very angry with me for some reason.
"With juniors, are you standing in the playroom?
Black Tights, a junior at the Pilot's School. He said he was taking her into the room on his own and locking her from the inside out.
"Preach to me and make me apologize to Black Tights."
So bring him in when you come to the store. They insist on such a thing.
I also thought about stepping in with a master key, but first you talk to me. That's what I decided and said I was waiting.
Old concierge with long thin sighs after saying it.
(cheering up as always)
Contrary to my concierge worries, my mood is on the rise.
(Head to the room where Ponytail and Black Tights are alone and apologize to Black Tights?
Very good. I don't know what to apologize for, but I'm where I want to be.
Me responding to the old concierge in a calm tone while creating adult calm.
"I don't mind, you can do what she wants."
I also pay the price for two people. Tell me so. The old concierge, round his back, whines' I'm sorry '.
But that didn't end there, and I went on to say the words in such a way that it was hard to say.
"… another booking?"
Black Tights already has an appointment, and the customer will be here shortly.
(That's unfortunate)
By a senior junior at the Pilot's School, a dream co-star. And the act is something fresh called 'Make Me Apologize'.
I wanted to stand with you on the stage named Bed.
(But if you have a customer who was looking forward to playing with Black Tights, that's not going to happen either)
I couldn't give up. I was worried, and I made one suggestion under no circumstances.
"I'll pay double the cost of playing as a nuisance fee to the guests I booked. If that's the case, can you give it to me?"
Surprising old concierge, the reason would be the chubby amount.
'Double back' where the real estate deal is, but the booker hasn't paid for it. If you're not obsessed with black tights, you're not supposed to be talking bad.
"... ok. We'll negotiate."
The time I had booked was the same as mine, so soon the guests showed up. The old concierge walks over quickly and talks to his brother, who is about a college student.
(I wonder what it's like)
Looking at it from a short distance, a smile appears on the face of a college student. You'll be fine if it looks that way.
The old concierge turned this way, so it seems the college students realized I was their client. I put my thumb up and glanced at one eye.
Roger that, sir.
With a relieved look, the old concierge came back. He says, "Please take care of the mess", but you don't have to worry about it.
For the ponytail and black tights play, double the penalty. (2) I am asking for a comma, so it will be a combined price for six people.
But honestly, it doesn't hurt or itch.
I'll be a Merchant Alliance pilot and a potion delivery pharmacist on Monday. If you don't try and use it, your balance will increase.
Well, I'll be there.
Wave to the old concierge and head to the stairs alone. At the end of his gaze, the butt of a fleshy woman who came in an OL-like business suit was shaking.
Earlier college students immediately nominated them and are walking up the stairs with their shoulders in their arms.
(Okay, well, what's waiting for you)
With all sorts of ideas, it's fun to surprise people. But it's also fun to surprise you.
"Doctor Slime is in contention with the industry's wind cloud children"
There are people in the world who say things like that. But it's not true.
Because I like the stores that wind clouds run.
(The cut of the idea is novel)
I just went around the store and enjoyed the fresh surprise.
I have a story called previous life knowledge, but it shouldn't be in wind clouds. Even when it comes to genius, wouldn't it be nice?
(Me, it's true that it's more off than off the hit.)
But still, the joy of entertaining people is enormous.
They're standing in front of the door, waiting for the beverage they were ordering. After you come in, you won't be able to ask.
"Yes, thank you"
Three sweaty, iced tea glasses. Pay the apprentice girl with a chip as she receives it from each tray.
Then he knocked with one hand and hung up.
I'm Tauro. I'm here.
Kathari and the door open inside, and an awesome eyed ponytail peeks this way through the gap. He made sure I was the only one, and he let me in.
"Oh, you know, Lord Instructor, I think I'm about to"
The first person to speak up was Black Tights. You know I have an appointment, I'm in a hurry to whiten my expression.
Ponytail doesn't say a word to you about his involvement. He's just putting his arms together and staring at me.
(... what is that?
As usual, when I stare back without paying much attention, I notice something standing on the wall behind me.
It's a metre in diameter, a knitted ring with a twat or something. It feels like flahoop.
But first, you have to reassure Black Tights.
"Don't worry, I got an appointment."
Black tights breathing out of the back of your lungs when you hear my words.
Hands on thin chest, eyes closed. I know you've been worried about a lot of things, I'm sorry.
(Well)
Next, I turn my attention to the culprit of this commotion.
(Did you finally notice?)
Ponytail now understands that he is causing trouble to juniors. Stop staring and look sinister.
That tannin seems to be increasing even more because of me following it.
(As always, you won't be able to see around.)
I'm glad to see you haven't changed.
Ponytail shook his head whining a very irresponsible word, OK.
"You're doing whatever you want with what this kid doesn't know, aren't you?
A ponytail girl from the Knights pilot uniform opens her mouth as she stares sharply.
Almost the same as school, Olive Drab tank soldier. And of course, it's a tight skirt on your knees.
Speaking of differences, it would be about a glowing pilot's badge on the chest.
"Seniors, the Master of Instructors has trained himself..."
Black tights to say to ponytail in a wandering manner. Seeing that, I roughly understood.
Knowing that Black Tights has experience playing with me, he must have missed the content. And that seems to have been enough to make Ponytail's anger recruit.
(Good thing I'm a junior gymnast, I definitely forced a lot of situation play)
Hospitalizing innocent juniors who don't know anything. Probably to ponytail, that's what it looked like.
Maybe he's trying to protect you, Black Tights, to be this tight-faced girl.
"Just shut up. Leave it to me."
A ponytail that controls black tights with one hand.
But if you try from Black Tights, I shouldn't be a bad customer.
'I've also improved my ranking at the Pilot's School. I can see for myself that I'm stronger.'
This is his valve.
Although he was not recruited by the Knights, he also won the regular practical exams.
(Plus I'm giving you plenty of chips)
Almost cap on the market. As a junior whorehouse, it would be a hard forehead.
But Ponytail doesn't even think about it.
"Make Bad Guys Deceive Their Juniors Apologize"
This is the only motive. It's as easy as usual to understand as it feels.
Continue your words as you emit a beastly atmosphere.
"What are you training for defeat rape? You've never done it before."
Again, it seems that what pissed off Ponytail was the defeat rape play.
Defeat rape, that's a right a winner can exercise on a loser.
indiscriminate abuse by war. They were enacted to prevent it, and are widely recognized internationally.
"Only pilots and soldiers who participated in the war are also to be raped"
The contents are this and another.
"Pilots can be raped by pilots and soldiers, but soldiers can only be done by soldier opponents"
I assumed that Black Tights had been captured by the enemy, tied up with strings, blindfolded, and broken between his legs.
The reaction was also better than expected and we enjoyed it a lot.
(I have experience in defeat rape, but I don't need to tell you here)
You wouldn't know that I took part in the Northern States defense and took the mature Viscount prisoner.
He's breathing that he's joined the Knights and got better than me. There is no need to give water.
So I change my arguments and cut back.
"I don't want you to tell me you don't have any experience with knights in action."
Win a battle in the knight and capture more pilots. If we don't get this far, there won't be defeat rape between pilots.
Looking within the Knights, there won't be that many.
(Whoa?)
'Experience in action' seems to have been a pretty effective word for a ponytail who respects martial arts. Besides, it's in front of juniors.
With a rugged look, he's shaking his fist.
"... experience in action."
After a few beats of silence, Ponytail replied.
"What is taking part in the defensive battle of Awok and the crusade of the Earl of the East. I only deal with warcraft, not like you."
Black Tights' eyes shine, holding both fists in front of her chest with 'It's Awesome Senior'.
But I do.
That the Imperial Expeditionary Army is turning back before it reaches Awok. And that it was the aristocratic son's class B who fought the knight in the eastern county territory.
Class C on the ponytail only stepped into the castle after both the self-proclaimed wise and enemy knights were defeated.
(In front of my junior year, did I look good?
It doesn't seem to change what I don't like about lying, ponytail swimming my eyes wide open.
As it is, it can be blacktights. It will affect your position as a senior.
To avoid that, I decided to talk to each other.
"This is rude, but how many Kingdoms Knights pilots would you have no experience in defeat rape?
After being lost for a moment, Ponytail stared at me and declared.
"I do."
Due to the mechanism of defeat rape, it is possible to rape a man on the losing side if the woman on the winning side wishes.
In fact, on the battlefield, it seems to be a common story.
But in the case of ponytails, my mouth definitely just slipped. I can tell that I'm in a deep hurry to talk about getting bigger and bigger.
"I don't know if it's true, aren't you looking good and saying cod?
With a smelly look on my face, I dare tell Black Tights. Innocent juniors who believed in seniors showed anger and rebutted.
"What are you talking about! I can't hear those words, no matter how many instructors you have!
And a clear, shining eye, pointed at the ponytail.
"Seniors are pilots of war, driven by the main knights of the Knights! Please withdraw your statement and apologize!
I immediately fell on both knees to the carpet, bowed my head to the ponytail and apologized. Looking up properly, the ponytail girl had greatly distorted her twisted face.
That's good. That's good.
Desperately hiding his grin, he asks an experienced pilot of the Knight's War, to teach him.
"If you don't mind telling me about actual defeat rape,"
Ponytails that open and close your mouth but have no voice, and black tights that shine your face.
"Senior, I want to remember too! Just now it's playtime, and why don't you make it your study of defeat rape today?
Nagging, me desperately laughing at the devil. Too bad I can't see the ponytail face.
After a lot of silence, Ponytail's voice reaches his ear. The subtle tremor is comfortable on the eardrum.
"Fine. I'll tell you what a real defeat rape is. Be prepared."
Tonight, it's going to be a fun night.