The Toyota Festival began around noon with the sound of the rhythm bells carved several times: Ringorn, Cancon,.
From the square in the center of the city, music plays constantly, adding a touch of glamour to the area. People's cheers also mixed in there from time to time, and I asked out the window if it was also used in the magic of loudness.
An unmarried woman of her age plays a witchy role at the city's Toyota Festival, and she returns on a ride like a Western-style mountain bike on her way straight from the lord's house to the East Gate. So instead of just being shaken up and spending time, do the job of handing out food from the edges to the spectators throughout the round trip. In fact, this is combined with a maiden trade fair, which is seen or seen while handing out. It's supposed to give young men and women a cut of love, and every year, after the festival, they have several couples, and they rarely get married as they are.
Especially this year, when the Brave Party joins the line of witches as guests, women of all ages dressed well in the morning and rushed to Central Avenue with the momentum to take their place.
Participation in an official event would be different from private, which is why my head boils down to a good feeling, too.
I lifted my light hips to go for a peek at the brave man who would be decorated with festive specifications, wondering if it was time for a visible time.
Because I'm allowed to wear cuter clothes just a little bit more than usual and wear anything younger... Huh! and I feel stingy as I open the door.
-- "Fashionable is about shoes and bags! Little things are the ones that don't distract me!!
I just got the voice of a friend of mine from the previous world in my head, but I'm a pragmatist... I hear you're rejecting shoes with heels that look like thin feet but are hard to walk in, and you're rejecting ornaments that just get in the way and don't do you any good. In the first place, I can't even tell you how cute or fashionable the clothes are, since the bags are the usual ones. It's more of a "kinda cute" choice from the prospect of it. and went out of the entrance where calm returned in a good way.
While I say I'm not good at crowds, I have a pretty good mind for crowds.
The noise of the festival? Much welcome! I like the busy air like that, that's right. I already walked down the road in a lunar mood.
So no way is there a suspicious man following a light-headed town daughter, without even thinking about this.
I don't know that I was losing my mind until I experienced the tripping feeling that the sky was red if I noticed. He realized so little at the edge of his regained consciousness that he had been there during such a phase of the story.
"If this girl's life is spared, give her that spiritual bow now!
—— Whoa, brother. Is this girl about me?
With a returned consciousness, he tilts his hard-moving neck and gazes at the presence beside him.
—— A bit of an elaborate villain costume on a horned Phantom mask... As it were, you managed to take the enemy character style of the squad, you pervert who sprinkled it yesterday!
Long purple hair tied at a high head shakes small to match the utterance.
Though I tried to close my eyes here to read the air and pretend I didn't know... because I saw Sorol looking at this one with his neck back and facing the front, and he looked bitter and looked at me like he was still a faceless shrew.
I questioned the cornered mask, opened my closing eyes, changed the angle and looked up at it.
--... erm... what is this...
What's this all about? and hold back the questions that have sprung up, while shifting the tied body and turning his gaze back a little more…
—— uh... yeah, this guy's weapon is a "bow” too?
Somehow the influence of the super masterpiece novel of the previous world, or that race when it comes to bows... my brain stops moving in a way with convincing, strange, uncanny answers.
That's kind of weird. This situation... while I tried to close my eyes again, a man's voice with a slightly sober mix came down from above my head.
"I'm sorry for what I did. There's only one more push. So just hold me hostage a little longer."
I hear voices that I think are really bad, and I connect conversations.
"Um... I think Elves were a more friendly species to their peers than any other..."
"Is that asking what this action means? If so, that's why."
"I have no idea what that means"
"… Spiritual bows scattered throughout the world are weapons that our ancestors have inherited from generations to protect our kings. Therefore it shall not be in the hands of any that are not of the Elves. This situation cannot be overlooked as a successor to Nebra's name. The young man of the Solol clan next to that daughter child probably doesn't understand the existential significance of the spirit bow. That's why I'm standing on that side. Different colors, lamentable as a fellow."
"... Ha, was that why"
The man who said that in a voice that only I could hear, at the end, exhales a small breath.
This is the reason why the story is not good in content, but somehow, but I don't know.
That's why you looked up at the characteristic ears hidden in the left and right corners of the three corners stretched out of the mask.
—— like what I heard yesterday, or you can replace it. You won't believe me...
That makes me a little distracted.
I don't know how well you summoned those two, but taking the time to make this blackmail will definitely make the brave show up, right? And you shouldn't lose a lot of people in that profession who are beneficial to those who arrive, right? and watched the situation while worrying about the purple ones.
Soror-kun noticed that my consciousness was back, and he said, "You can do something about it, right?" It gives a good stare. In fact, in a situation where there is no danger to my life, I can't get out of it and I can't reach my bag when I'm so strongly bound.
I'm literally helpless, ha-ha.
With that in mind, I tried to keep the laughter out of my face as much as possible.
I won't be taking any action forever. When I realized this one, Sorol whispered something to the beautiful girl who stood next to me in the face that I had finally figured out that fact.
What are you going to do?
Personally, I think it would be best to wait for reinforcements that I know will definitely come.
Asking about the trend of boys and girls standing still about 20 meters away, Shrew has turned to us to see if he would have the bow lifted and the tip of the arrow he crafted by working out his magic.
- Whoa! Wait!! Wait a minute!!
"Wow. You say you don't know this girl's life or anything. You barbarians."
—— No, no, no, no! Most worrying right now, or a little different!!
If you can do it, do it. Stick it from the bottom of your heart to that purple person who puts his hand on the bow on your back, too, while giving it an atmosphere. I won't pull both -- I'm pulling the arrow —— to an immediate situation, for now, please don't let that precious weapon break or anything because of me!! and beg the gods of this world.
You can have any interruptions later without that. Oh, spare me as much as I can for the pain... and as I prayed additionally, strange signs of temper and temper collided around me, and even I was oblivious to martial arts. I was enveloped with the feeling "Oh, this is finally not going to be..."
"Um... for once. Try discussing it again, that's what I'm going to..."
"It doesn't look like it's the other way around."
When I said it, they cut the bass, and it seemed like I saw it, and...
Look at Shredded's demon arrows that increase the shine, it looks like a vacant lot with few people, even though this is in the city. You can't fight, can you? Besides, you guys, from a general adventurer's level, they're pretty high level people.
—— I have no choice. I wonder if I'd call you Percy... I haven't even felt a trace of dust since about two weeks ago, but I guess I'm somewhere in this city.
Though I felt subtle about how I was the most worried about the impact on the neighborhood that had nothing to do with it.
For example.
For once this place is outdoors, so assume there are a lot of avoidance elements. I'm afraid that only seven spiritual bows will break in the world, so I'll exclude them from my assumptions.
So, if the attack of an arrow for two bursts around or something, Shushchan and Sororu-kun are at a high level, so what if we avoid them? On the other hand, the tied me next to the subject and of course the aftermath are inevitable, so the evasion starts. So, something happens and the arrow deviates. The deviant arrows belong to a high level shrew, so be sure to destroy a part of the city, what is it!? It's a flow of great people coming.
In these peaceful times, where there is no demon king.
The collapse of buildings due to battles between adventurers and so on can be a much bigger incident than you think.
If we find out that the members of the Brave Party were involved in it, the position of the brave man, the leader of the party, will definitely be in jeopardy...
When I thought of it there, my heart suddenly became anxious.
- That's not good. That's terrible. I'll call Percy. You'll come, won't you!?
Call it in your heart and change the shape of your mouth to a pa.
"Pa..."
And I tried to pronounce it, ahead of our gaze like that.
Hyun!
Tassss!!
A blue-glowing arrow was released.
—— Huh?
I think before me.
GO!!!
A softer whirlwind gushes.
--Huh??
I thought the wind gently stroked my hair tip out.
Well, calm down, you guys. In the atmosphere, I'll wind up their hair facing each other, too.
While that doesn't stop, there's a mix of anger in a man's voice.
"Brother!! What the hell are you doing dressed like that?
and.
"Huh... is that voice Seleid!? Why are you here... Huh. No, this is..."
"I'll hear your excuses later. Are you all right there?
And?
Suddenly, a great deal of haste began to be exchanged between Mr. Purple and a good young man with blue hair who appeared refreshed.
The young man stood down between the two with arrows pointing at each other until now, and it turned toward the boy and girl confronting each other with polite physical hips.
"I'm so sorry. I'm dressed in that kind of bizarre outfit now, but I'm usually a very good caretaker and a calm person. I'm going to ask you in detail for what reason you went into this kind of behavior, so please, could you spare me this occasion and lower that bow?
and.
He apologized to them as he lowered the "wing-mimicking bow” that pulled the arrow earlier, kneeling down and folding his length deep.