I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

In the corner around the Spirit Forest, close to the city of Rigforesia, were the figures of Ragehardt and Sylphia participating in the Guard.

Half of the guards were in an unusual state of devastation, and the two of them were both guarded in a fairly serious way at first... but behind such vigilance, the harvest festival is proceeding peacefully and safely, and it is a good time to say that it will soon be lunchtime.

Nearly two hours have already passed since the beginning, but before the two of us, the demons do not appear at all, not even animals.

If you think about it carefully, you can take that for granted in a way.

The magic of death unleashed by Isis the Dead King once covered the entire forest of elves. Yes, the more half the guard's heart is broken in the aftermath, the more powerful the magic of death...

Then there is no way that animals and demons with wild crisis-sensing abilities would think of going out of their homes, and they would definitely be trembling in their nests for a few days.

Then there could be no beasts or demons that would interfere with the harvest festival, and the two of them were currently free.

Without alarm, but without strength, a pair of men and women approaches under the two who continue to guard with some calm expression.

"Ooh. Ray, Fia!

"Oh, that's an odd encounter."

The elf man calls the two names as he waves loudly, and Ragehardt gently raises one hand to say hello back, apparently because he knew each other.

The elf man and woman stop when they come before the two, and now the elf woman speaks with a gentle smile.

"Are you both in the Guard?

"Yeah, because the situation was a situation. Well, it looks like we ended up having a hard time getting over it."

"Are you going to the harvest festival?

"Oh no, I'm not in. I'm just picking her up."

Sylphia replies to the woman's words and goes on to ask about the two.

"I was actually going to join the Guard too... I'm at the Harvest Festival because of what he says. Now we're going back for lunch."

"That's right, how dare you, the 'last winner', not come out because it lacks exuberance"

"Yes, yes... but it's a shame Fia's not in on it. Without a rival, there's no tension."

Elf women are the same spiritual demon mentors as Sylphia, good competitors and best friends who incite each other.

In fact, it was only women who won last year, but the score difference with Sylphia was only slight.

In the absence of such a rival with reciprocal power, the woman gives a slightly unfortunate look, and Sylphia, who sees it, tells her to choose the words slowly with a troubled look.

"... hey, uh, that this year... why don't you stop?

"" Huh?

"Look! We can still make it, so I'm still abstaining..."

"Hey, hey, fia? What the hell are you talking about?

"No, Fia's right. I am well aware of your strengths. But this year is too bad."

Sylphia's words gave the man and woman a surprised look, and when the woman listened back slightly bewildered, Ragehardt would also be advised to abstain from following.

"Hey, what are you joking about until Ray?

"No, I'm not kidding! This year is unsavory...... 'The Monster' is in this year"

"" A monster?

Listening to the words of Ragehardt, who tells him with a slightly blued face, the man and the woman again tilt their necks with a facial expression that they did not understand the translation.

After a little silence flows between the four of them, Sylphia slowly opens her mouth.

"... it was actually 'I plan to join too', because Ray recommended it..."

"Yeah, but Fia withdrew her willingness to participate yesterday. Because I've seen how awesome that girl is..."

"" That kid?

"I think you should abstain. Otherwise... the pride and pride I've cultivated as a spiritual demon mentor... will all be shattered."

"I agree with Fia, too. I am never underestimating you. [M] That kid's just too monstrous."

……

Look at Sylphia and Ragehardt, who desperately recommend abstaining so much that the word "impending crisis" applies, and understand that men and women are not joking about boulders.

However, it still doesn't seem to convey the clarity and the threat due to the lack of a single point as to whether or not it is viewed in person.

"... man, you guys seriously think she's gonna lose? You remember the number of fruits she collected last year, '186', the highest record in history, right?

"Oh, that's..."

"Sure, that number is awesome out of an average of around 50..."

If you do think normally, the people that Ragehardt and Sylphia currently think of are not spiritual demon mentors, albeit with tremendous talent.

Then there is no way I can beat a woman who is familiar with the Spirit and has picked a definitive experience... but still, my anxiety never disappeared from their hearts.

"... hehe, that's not funny"

"" Huh?

"That's all you two say... there's no shortage for them. I'm serious, too."

"Oh! That's good, let's just update the record!

"Yeah, we're doing very well this year. 'The Spirits are in a good mood all the time'... show over 200 big stations this year"

Ragehardt and Sylphia advised us to think for women, but that had resulted in igniting the hearts and minds of less motivated women in the Games now that they lacked a rival to say Sylphia.

Ragehardt and Sylphia inadvertently lose their words to a woman who declares a figure of less than 200 before.

"Ha, that's intent! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

"No, I'm going back to the woods without lunch. If you're talking about more powerful enemies than Sylphia... you can't be alarmed."

"Well, I'll be waiting for you in Rigforesia one foot away, then."

"Yeah, expect it... then, both of you. Thanks for the good info. I'm coming."

In front of the two hardening men and women have a conversation, and the woman turns back the way she came and goes to the Spirit Forest, and the man also goes towards the city of Ligforesia.

prestigious...... Ragehardt muttered quietly as he dropped off the back of a woman who looked good with those words.

"... Fia, she's an amazing spiritual demon mentor, isn't she?

"... Yeah, 'The Leading Spirit Demon Instructor'... one of the best Elves out there."

"... 200 is a hell of a number, isn't it?

"... yeah, you could say it's a truly historic feat"

……

……

A woman who exchanges words quietly and is no longer visible. The two look at each other quietly as she looks in the direction she went.

"... but why not? I still can't imagine a future where she can beat Miyama..."

"… an odd encounter. Me too..."

"Ok...... thanks"

Take the fruit together, thank the Spirit who offered it to me before I take it and put it in the bag.

It seemed like time had passed since we started quite a bit and when I looked at the clock it was a good time to say it was already lunch time.

Shall we take a break and have lunch?

"How many now? Sure it was' about 300 '?

Think while looking at a bag that doesn't feel weighty with the same mechanism as a magic box.

We've been getting fruit almost without rest so far, and there's probably a little more fruit inside than 300.

But this is my first time, I'm not sure if this number is high or low... I wish I had asked Ray and the others...

No, in the first place, I don't know what the cause is, but Lilia and the others treated me like a winning candidate and even hung up on me for money.

Honestly, if it's just Mr. Lunamaria, I could even make it all deserve it...... when it comes to Mr. Lilia, Mr. Sieg, and even Mr. Nan, I feel a little pressure on the boulder.

Well, Allecore, I can't help thinking about it, and I'll try to do the best I can this afternoon.

"... nevertheless"

I keep moving my gaze when I think about it.

Then at the end of his gaze, he sees so many color-taking spirits that he fills his sight.

The spirits who notice my gaze and wave at me, the spirits who seem to enjoy flying around my body, the spirits who touch my body like I said they were intrigued...

"The boulder spirit forest, there are a great number of spirits..."

The spirits are not as timid as Ray and the others said, on the contrary, they will guide me to more and more places with lots of fruit in the trees just now, and they will try to help me harvest them first.

Uh-huh. I figured I'd just offer a place for a festival like this, and maybe the Spirit Clan is very friendly to people.

Dear Mother, Father - I think the harvest festival is going well there, but after all, there are just a few things named Spirit Forest... and there are a hell of a number of spirits in this forest.