I Said Make My Abilities Average!

It is a vacation.

That said, a week (six days) is too short for Mavis or Pauline to go home and not enough for a round trip. So inevitably, all he had to do was gobble up in the king's capital.

Miles is a good idea to go to the library, donate one piece of oak meat to the orphanage, or to call it Kawahara's, digging shed, well, 'storm shelter'... not very avoided... but let the orphans sleep in something like... call it a 'tasting party for new dishes' and eat a full belly, and so on.

And at night, I'm writing something late. I have no problem sleeping over the next morning, so it is safe to stay awake until dawn.

Mavis goes to an audition at a swordsmanship dojo or occasionally sticks with miles to an orphanage or river plain to teach the children about swordsmanship.

... Believe me that one day, when the orphans become E-rank hunters and fight goblins and orcs, it will help protect their lives at all...

Lena, go to the library.

Read various literature, do magical research called fishing (asa), read biographies of hunters who have grown younger and become A-ranked, read entertainment novels...

Speaking of which, Lena used to borrow books from the library. Until you pay a fee that is never cheap and deposit a stupid high security deposit.

Apparently, Miles, no, not enough to do my own writing like Dr. Miama Satodale, but I liked reading a lot.

And Pauline.

... was counting gold coins.

"Hehe. Ugh. Ugh..."

.................. I was counting gold coins......

"Found it! I found it. Yikes!!

"Huh? Who..., of every fazacon elf..."

One day on vacation, I suddenly grabbed a mile back in the Inn by, you know, Dr. Cooleyria, an elf scholar I met during the Ancient Dragon incident with the Beast Man. Yes, Miles and Lena feel intimate around the chest......

It's a hard mile to remember a person's face, but he just remembered the Doctor's. I don't know if it's because I'm an elf or because I'm a lactating buddy......

Miles was acting alone, so there's no cover for Lena or Pauline right now.

"Huh?

"Ah, intelligent and wonderful, it's a word that means!

"... well? Well, you're not wrong..."

To the mischief of miles, Dr. Cooleilaia was easily deceived.

...... Choro. Too choro......

"And anyway, I finally found it! I followed you all to the Vanolak kingdom to the west, and then returned home. I met you, and I grew, and grew, and grew, and slept with you, and grew, and grew, and plenty of 'Tosama ingredients' were replenished, and grew, and when I followed you upside down back to the king's capital, I kept waiting for you to come back, with a stuffy shell, and I had no choice but to... What are you gonna do?

"Yes, no, I don't care what they say..."

It's mostly a cliché.

... No, it wasn't 'most', it was all, it was a saying.

And it is too 'gullible'.

"... So, what can I do for you?

Yes, we were looking for ourselves, which means we need something. For starters, I can't begin to talk about not listening to that. Is it a request for nomination for the 'Red Pledge' or is it also something I would like to confirm in the last case......

And Dr. Cooleilaia's answer to Miles' question is......

"You, be mine!

"Lily Expansion, Kitaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

Actually, Miles, in my previous life, I had a little bit of that knowledge as well.... his mother's books were also kept in his parents' library.

However, it is a soft one. Things like Srl, Srl, Srl...

And the miles of nautical mileage (with Misa), the previous life of miles, did not pass through them......

"... lilies? What's that?"

"Oh, wouldn't it make sense to say the name of a plant that is the word here...... Uh, I don't know what to say, uh, the..."

"Well, I don't care about that."

When Miles was having trouble explaining, Dr. Cooleilaia proceeded.

"You, as my research subject, stay with me for a while. Until I get bored... Well, maybe, like, a hundred years..."

"He's not dead. Yo! Before I do, I'm dead in my lifespan!!

"Ah..."

I forgot, that kind of face, Dr. Cooleyrea.

"You smell like an elf, so..."

In medieval Europe, the average life expectancy of adults seems to be in their forties or so. Life expectancy seems to be in the 20s to 30s or so, but that was because infant mortality was very high, and also because the number of mothers who lost their lives in childbirth was higher than the number of deaths caused by the war at the time.

And in modern Japan people die easily from diseases that can be easily cured. Injuries can be easily cured by healing magic, but illness does not. In this world, man died easily, to the extent of the appendix.

Moreover, there are many demons living in this world. So naturally, the average life expectancy is even shorter.

A hundred years old and so on would be the domain of almost divine immortals that even the elders of the village could not reach.... Yes, 'if you are human'.

But for a long-lived elf who was hard to get (or not) sick, good at curative magic, and lives quietly in the back of the woods, he was only a child or a young man, such as 100 years old.

It is the inexorable sensory difference between an elf and a human being.

... but Miles was not in the right place now.

"To, smell? What about the smell? Me, I knew it smelled AHHHHHH!!

This is the second time that the previous beast man has been told that the smell has characteristics.

For humans, 'smells unusual' means' smells'. There has not been much progress in perfume or anything like that, and also in this world where perfume is used for a slightly different application than the modern Japanese feeling of overwhelming and suppressing bad odors with a twisting smell, rather than 'something that smells good on the calf'...

"Ahhh! Ahhhhhhhh!!

Suddenly, he finally noticed his own rudeness in the mile he held his head down and crouched in, Dr. Cooleilaia.

"Oh, no, no! No, I'm not! Nothing, that's funny. So..., that means you're so depressed when they say 'smell like an elf', that doesn't mean you think 'Elves stink'! What an insult! I can't forgive you. Yikes!!

... Already, that's it.

And this state of affairs lasted until Renee, who suffered a lot of noise in front of the inn, called in Lena and Mavis, who had already returned to the inn, to let them intervene......

"... so, it's about Miles becoming my exclusive, can you come into our house tomorrow?

"That's the first time I've heard that!

Dr. Couleia steamed the story back to the Miles who eventually brought them into their room, naturally. It is also as if it is already a matter of decision.

And at some point my relocation has been decided on my own, indignant miles.

Since then, Pauline has also returned and now has all the 'Red Vows' full members. And Pauline went out the same way she did last time.

"I don't think about the convenience of the other person, I don't accept it, I decide on my own, I impose it. Exactly the same way Mr. Aetru and Mr. Shararil did it, right? Elves are all those people with no common sense. Then you can't have bad reviews..."

"Hey, come on! Aetru and Shararil!! You guys, I met those older women! So, no way, you're not making any promises! I'll be first! Miles is mine because I found it first!!

Dr. Cooleyria, who asked for the names of Aetru and Shararil, or changed his blood phase and called. Apparently, like those two, hostility is bursting.

"I don't know what those guys said, but I'm not like that! If you cooperate with my research, you will definitely thank me later…"

"Just kick him out!

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

Mavis and Pauline follow suit by responding like Lena, who directs you to expel Dr. Cooleilaia, who is somehow calling for something unsolicited, and the escorts of your hideout, who appeared in "The Fukashi Tale to".

Miles do not use direct handouts in such cases, as misapplication of force can be catastrophic.

"Come on, what are you doing, let go! Miles, to me, oh Miles!!

While resisting, Mavis and Pauline push me out of the room and drive me downstairs as I am, Dr. Cooleyrea.

With Lena, miles to watch it.

"I don't think that elf is the last one. That kind of elf could show up somewhere in the world again..."

And spooky prophecies were spoken from miles of mouth...