The battle is over.
We headed to a town near the Great Forest where Shumei once spent time.
Fortunately, the town was idle because the firehand hadn't gone all the way around here and the news had arrived that the war was over.
Her former house is said to be inhabited by the current mayor family of this town, so me and Shmey were to spend the night in this town inn.
I spent time in the same room, but nothing has happened that I would imagine around Nite.
Memories in this town, stories from meeting Larrael here followed by unreserved stories about the failure of the mansion's servants.
And I told Shumei a secret that I kept quiet.
"Were you, Master Ichinojo, really a quasi nobleman of the kingdom of Shiralaki"
"Oh, yeah. Sorry, keep quiet."
"No, because I've been hiding a lot too"
My secret seemed to convince me that we were each other.
"So, are you okay? The Great Forest burns, the food is better."
"The war with the kingdom of Shiralaki is over, so the deal will be as it has always been. Besides, the military seems to have informed us that we are going to build a grand farm on the site of the Great Forest. Perhaps the food situation in this country will improve more than ever."
"... well - that's an ironic story"
Speaking of irony, he was treated as a curse for dark elves as far as the inland sea, which suddenly appeared in the desert, was concerned. Instead of cursing, they say it's a sea of miracles that defeated the Great Spirit.
"Yes - Um, Master Ichinojo. Regards, Dark Elves. Wishing you luck on your journey"
"Oh, and Shmey's fine."
Quick to say goodbye.
But it was a settled story.
In correspondence from the Adventurer Guild in this town, I intend to inform His Majesty the Duke that Shmey is in this town. Immediately, but an army escort will come, and she will be protected.
She betrayed her country and helped Dark Elves.
But there is no more evidence that you have betrayed your country.
She will remain in this country as a princess.
"Don't lose adversity."
"Yes, no matter what happens, I think I can work hard if I remember what happened this time"
"Yeah, 'cause you protected what you wanted to protect on your own."
Confident, Shumei nodded with a smile at my words.
The next day I left town alone and ran in the desert to catch up with the Marquis of Eutings.
Of course, I couldn't catch up in one day, so I'm going back to My World.
"Master, do you have anything to say?
There was a royal pioneer there.
I've ruined a good percentage of the seas I've built. That doesn't make me angry or compelled.
"I reflect, but I don't regret it. I'm sorry."
"Are you really reflecting?
Well, he thinks Pioneer should have gotten permission in advance.
Even if I didn't get permission, I would have done the same thing.
"Could you make that about it, Lord Pioneer? Master Ichinojo's deeds are honorable."
And there's a help boat from Larrael.
This seems to help...... that's what I thought - my arm locked tight on Larael.
My upper arm is firmly anchored between Larael's two breasts.
That? What is it?
"Now, Master Ichinojo, let's go to the hot spring together."
"Huh?"
"I have officially decided to be the caretaker of Dear Ichinojo, not the chief of Dark Elves, as of today. I want you to leave everything you take care of here to me. Everything, according to Lord Nite, I heard that Master Ichinojo feels supreme joy to be washed in the back with her tits."
"Ma, wait, eh!?"
If they wash my back with Larael's busty chest like that, my reason could collapse.
Instead, my upper arm is still screaming with joy.
And then there was Nite looking at me funny.
"Here, Nite, what are you blowing into Larrael!
"Hey, Master is too hard for me, so I thought I'd let you spend the night with a woman who likes Master first."
"What are you thinking, you haha!
"Well, let's come, Master Ichinojo"
Larrael pulls my hand and tries to head to the hot spring.
This is the guy, and if you'd listened to me interacting with Nite right now, you'd know you were being fooled.
What an inconvenience.
Damn it, I have someone that Hal decided to call Halwatart! Kambark, Halwatart...
In the end, the happy experience of flushing my back with boobs was never transferred to execution, but including Larael in the name on the list of base returns (home returns), I realized that multiple dark elf names had been added, which would haunt me even more.