—— Ah, the wind feels good... I think I'll go a little further over there.
And I flew alone, to enjoy the sightseeing of the endless island.
The former Elf residence, inscribed with its name as the floating city (Elfandia), is arranged from the top of the "End Island” in the highest position, overlooking the islands scattered around it.
Each of the islands receiving the seven castles is made up of subtle features, with narrow passages extending from the back of the seven castles. Beyond that lies a small island called the “Sanctuary," well, I'm a very outsider, but vice versa... or that's why. I could easily imagine what was there or something.
"I've never been in one before," Edel said of the sanctuary, and Aida said, "I used to go nearby when I explored, but the door didn't move at all". So I suggested to Mr. Edel, "Try to go with Shush," and I brought some kind of box from the wagon, and I let Aida open it to me. Ish on the side —— it was kind of like a toy fishing rod, but Aida was so happy --, I left the castle "for a walk".
My shoulders, hips and eyes hurt because I haven't had a sperm in anything I've looked into in a long time. The blunt pain next to my head, which was because I packed the information all at once, had disappeared at some point if I had walked without thinking.
—— I'm not very good at this kind of serial development.
If you accidentally get your name on history, Ze, oh yeah, there was an Invisible Demon Prop (Invisibler), then it's that on the way home... or think of it as a potpout. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
It's plainly bracketed, but, well, there's the voice of my heart. If this actually gets on my mouth, I guess it's time to cross some sort of feminine border… laugh out loud. See the spectacular view that extends beneath your eyes.
—— Wow, beautiful. It's a little ruined... and the enclosure is nice... but I guess this will quickly become the home of the living and the castle town of one country or something.
I butt a trace of the city that spreads over a wide island for 10%, and I wonder if it's a little too busy ~ holding a forest and a lake, I turn my gaze to another small island.
This place with blue, white and green everywhere you turn is so good for your eyes.
Thinking about the day after tomorrow, I must have stretched my posture.
Why did you come here...? with a rush or something.
Not really a rare intrusion… but welcoming a visitor brave man or something under the guise of insignificance.
"Is there a problem?
Without knowing how to speak up, I try to make that flow over there for now, and the brave man says, "No," and sits a little further away.
Even if you describe it as a little far away, it is at best a unit of one meter in the previous world.
—— close enough... (x;)
And embarrassed… and when I bite my voice and mess with the grass that grew beneath my feet.
"I left on my own… I got a little worried"
Such a quiet answer returns.
"Oh, ooh," he wolfed inside, and you're as kind as ever...
Calm down. When you cut a thousand grasses.
"It's okay. Special skills are the strongest... eh. I will not die...!
The return that came out of my mouth was a word of no adoration.
—— I wonder why you honestly thanked me or couldn't tell me this mouth... orz
Uh, uh, he's in total trouble, Ze.
You're an idiot, aren't you a big idiot?
Should I say thank you or something, even though I'm going wild and I'm going to chop up some puffy grass? Though I was going and going in my head very quickly.
After a slight silence.
"... you'd still get hurt, wouldn't you?
And the brave man whispered, spelling the tail that could not rise.
"Yeah... well, sometimes... even that day"
How can you be worried about getting hurt by now...?
Thank you, but subtly. Ask me where the mysterious story goes, secret trick vague answer! So I let it flow unquestionably.
After all, we, the intrigued acquaintances with little contact, casually lost the Tane of conversation.
--Hard...! It's hard!! It's hard!!?
This is crazy.
Exactly right now I'm supposed to be sitting next to the most beloved brave man in the world - and within a meter's radius!?
I guess the brave guy next door was just awkward as he cut a thousand pieces of green grass while awaking in a somber landscape. In the direction of turning away about 135 degrees from me, I felt relieved to cough something up and mismolested it.
Then when I finally turned to squeal forward with a fine voice "the..."
"Thank you for finding a way home. Thank you so much."
and thank you for this incident.
When I waaaaaaaa even more on the inside, I am so precisely as to return "no".
It's originally a childhood conspiracy that can be described as inside you, rather get involved and smear! But naturally, we're not close enough to smash it or anything, and all we can say is, "Please don't worry about it."
Besides, when I talk about this one, is it somewhat bad aftertaste? Looking at Aida, Edel eventually got angry, but my guilt of "I've done something wrong..." doesn't go away.
After the obvious "no," I actually still care... if I put the atmosphere on and return the things around it to potpourri. After the affirmation of "Right..." which is just a heavy topic there, the brave man also mumbles.
And then again, the conversation is gone, and with my inner tears I gasp.
Then he groaned once again, "The..." and the brave man, courageously, came to challenge me to converse with him.
"On a previous request... because I heard you were an orphan..."
"I've always been mistaken for having a family in my hometown..."
and.
Whisper somewhere as thin as it sounds bad.
I hah noticed there, remembering the story of Ish in the forgotten streets, no, no, no, shake my head.
"No. Um, it was actually a pretty blessed environment and...!
It's not pathetic!
When the voice of the heart gained momentum and the body went over you, the brave man was slightly frightened and said, "Really? squeeze out."
"It just so happens, I got to know a couple of aristocrats who live in a castle town in Chorustenia. I took care of you for a while with Ish."
It wasn't really “by chance," it was an ish ploy.
"A very sweet couple, me and Ish, as if they were my children."
In fact, they were so praised for their diligence and modesty that they had given all three boys, and they really wanted a daughter, and if it was good, they wouldn't be our child, or something like that, for real.
Well, he didn't want his orphan daughter to be in the genealogy on a tripartite basis, so he always rushed to stop it —— you're being adorable to me -- and it felt like it was another problem -- and I'm sorry about that... but I just started living alone trying to reassure him for now. After all, you took care of me for six years... and I flew to a distant place with memories.
"So, well, sometimes I miss you a little, but I think it was a pretty full life for an orphan,"
So it's not pathetic at all, I'm a spring.
If words are tightened in such a way that they are desperately misunderstood, the brave man moves and looks away and speaks.
Because of my chi, as I miss somewhere, I'm starting to see signs that his entangled hard air is somewhat soothing.
"Right. I think it's enough for an orphan."
That's the line I heard.
"That. Dear valiant, weren't you the one who called you" I ”?
When you accidentally stick it in.
"... the official venue will pass through."
If it's private, it's me or myself, he says.
Well, basically, I'm talking about the fact that if the contractees were royal aristocrats, they would also be naturally and politely singled names.
Actually, this was a turnaround for the orphan phrase, maybe Bell's heart went into an unexpected hole in another dimension or something...? and bounce somewhat dorky.
—— Huh!? Is this a private time?!? It was an "I” response to me before!!?
Wow!! Liar!?!? Is this just progress!?
It's been a long time since I've remembered the heat gathered on my face in anticipation of “forward" on my own! When I missed my face in a fluffy way without being able to look at my handsome face. It's like, "Where's the lighting element now?" Pull back the thought callout, and the brave man asks you how this one is doing wonderfully.
—— Dear brave man! In this case, you shouldn't chase after that to someone you don't care about!!
Goddamn it, “brave man." Soon you'll be equipped with "natural tarashi elements" or something.
Well, you know, my lights usually go through.
Cohon, and coughing back, I pull the original story back under the guise of calm.
"A brave man is noble, isn't he?
I asked you a question just in case.
Lightly he shook his head and told me that he was originally an orphan.
"My wandering adoptive father picked me up living on the streets in the city of Lydia in Eugdria... Because of the marriage of the noble woman of Granthrus to her adoptive father (Chichi), at that convenience she became a nobleman of her own name only"
That's an official profile...?
I somehow said, "Shh..." There's no way that the powerful people in my own country, but in other countries, don't know, so I'm the only one who didn't know... and I nodded.
If you do, it's a rarer experience than picking up rumors, because it's valuable information from the customer! and.
So around a second name or something normally attached, it must have been well accepted by the adoptive mother in this case, good for you, brave man! and somehow imagine his memory of being full.
"My adoptive father, who picked up a brave man by himself, must be overwhelmed with manhood."
It's a very discreet imagination, having a bear physique, but drawing in the back of a gentle adventurer or something.
Slightly harder air back in, the brave squeeze out.
"... no"
Around here I said, I wish I'd come back from my fantasy, but my changing head is flying all the way to the other side.
"After a while I've heard why I picked myself up..."
Put one more beat here, for the flow of a strange feeling story.
"It's easy to refuse a woman's invitation if you have children," he said.
Answers.
And the strange awkwardness of the late after hearing it slips into my chest.
"... well, is that right? Your valiant adoptive father was also quite handsome..."
There are butts on the bear in the brain, portrayed as beautiful and sturdy with an instantly supple body or something.
"... handsome, what does that mean?
"Oh yes, right...!? A good-looking guy is definitely a good looking guy. Nice looking men. Finally, I think it's about a beautiful boy around, including the atmosphere..."
………
"The brave man is quite handsome, too."
d (>_...) Gu, and when I give it back, let him subtly give me a bitter look (kao) and just whine "well..."
As I recall.
"... you have a good face?
He asks.
I blinked properly and stopped moving slightly.
Probably, you don't believe me, but I laughed proudly.
Then take a good look at your eyes without the gray waves.
"It's this guy, I thought. Brave men are destiny to me."
Yes, I did it in grandeur, in silence.