At night, the Treasure Tree Festival book festival began.
The piazza in central Ligforesia is beautifully decorated and crowded with large crowds.
Various people came to me this year because of the impact of the cancellation of the hunting tournament, or because I was the only winner who should have had two.
Honestly, there are a lot of people out there, and they were taka that they wouldn't be able to find me easily... but by the medal of decision to put on my chest, I knew full well that I was the winner.
"Congratulations on the win, it was wonderful. By the way... my daughter is about the same as you..."
"No, uh..."
A magnificent male elf has desperately tried to introduce his daughter for some reason...
"Um, me, I'm going to Wangdu nearby... if it's okay, we can have dinner together..."
"What? Huh?
Young female elves dyeing her cheeks, inviting her to eat...
"Dear Miyama... a potato worm like me... has made a foolish imitation, such as trying to challenge you. Sorry, sir."
"... well, who is it?
A spiritual demon mentor and a thoughtful female elf sat down in the ground for some reason in their first meeting...
Anyway, it was a very difficult situation and I was confused and couldn't handle it well.
But there... an unexpected being made me a savior.
"Rude! Don't talk to your husband comfortably, I'll tear you apart!!
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Yes, this is where the real anima works great. He appeared refreshed and stopped people approaching me like tsunamis, like jetties.
Yeah...... sometimes it looks like some of them are beaten up, but it really helps that the questioning attack stopped.
"Thank you, Anima. That'll help. I need you to add and subtract some more, but I need you to keep up the good work."
"Your husband...... yes! Wonder Anima, it will be with the whole spirit!!
Happy to have been praised by me, Anima turns to smile like a flower blooming over here, then drives back the more strained and impending people... I think I've been beaten up by something more often, but I hear instructions to add and subtract it, don't you? Oh, another one blew up...
Anima's great work...... No, I say hello to the great Elves as I see what can be termed the Great Run.
Again, there was something about Mr. Lilywood, and everyone treated me favorably, and the greeting went well.
"Mr. Kaitkun! Congratulations on your victory ~"
"Thank you, Mr. Raz"
Mr. Raz throws a word of celebration at me, and I return a thank you to him.
So I noticed, but I didn't see Mr. Noyne coming to the Treasure Tree Festival with Mr. Raz.
"Um, Mr. Raz. Where's Mr. Noyne?
"... that's how Noyne looks funny again."
"Huh? Is something wrong?
"I don't know, since I got better on the first day of the Treasure Tree Festival, I've been going crazy sometimes...... Look, Noin! Come here!
When I heard him say that something was wrong with Mr. Noyne, and asked worried, Mr. Raz turned somewhere and spoke.
When I heard that voice, I turned around and saw Mr. Noyne hiding in the shadow of the building.
Once Mr. Noin looks at this one, he moves his body like he's in a hurry, not sure about the armor, and walks slowly towards this one a little bit.
"Mr. Noyne?
"Huh!? Or, kah, kite, oh, oh, good morning!
"... it's night now?
"Yuyu, winner, oh, congratulations!
"Yes...... thank you. Uh, Mr. Noyne, are you okay?
"Hiya!?
Indeed, Mr. Noyne's condition is somewhere different than usual.
He seems to be in a hurry if I say or do something, and he's chewing on his remarks.
What's really going on? Could it be that you're not feeling well or something!?
"Mr. Noyne, could you be ill..."
"Aww, kay, kite, face, close... and..."
"Shit?"
"Excuse me!!
"What? Hey, Mr. Noyne!?
Worried and one step closer, Mr. Noyne looked even more hasty... and ran away at an awesome rate.
Mr. Noyne leaves, leaving me and Mr. Raz tilting their necks together.
"... Mr. Noyne, what's really going on?
"Come on, I've been seeing Mr. Kaitkun before, and sometimes I'm whining about things I don't understand, like Konzenkousai or Shugen."
Schugen? Is that a celebration? No, it doesn't make sense for a marriage or something to come out there, and it would be something else.
Uh-huh, I'm worried... I'll leave you to Mr. Raz for now. I decided to keep going around greeting him, and I exchanged a word or two with Mr. Raz and broke up.
Away from the noisy and fun atmosphere of Rigforesia, I was walking alone in the Spirit Forest.
Apparently, the spiritual clan side also has a modus operandi, not a large number of spirits come by like during the day, and a few spirits like guides guide me.
As I walked through the woods following that guide, I saw something more like a cave than a temple......
"This is more than I imagined..."
It seemed like a much harder place to sleep than I thought.
As it goes inside...... During the completion, there is a round hole in the ceiling area, the moonlight is plugged in for a fantastic sight, and the spirits are lined up sloppily between the walls of the temple.
There still seems to be some manoeuvre, and a large number of spirits remain neatly aligned and jittery in a large temple.
Yeah? What am I supposed to do...... really just sleep in this center?
Maybe it's meant to be a strong show of the winner's face to the spirits.
I watched Mr. Lilywood draw spirits like a mountain, so it's probably a very valuable experience to say that you could see so many spirits.
With that in mind, after looking inside the moonlight falling temple, I move my gaze at my feet and sigh.
Yeah, even then... I knew sleeping here was hard for me as a modern kid.
The ground is dirt... yeah, it's obvious, but it's an undisputed bet of sand.
Should I be relieved that I'm glad it wasn't a stone or something, or should I hold my head about why this happened...
"It's going to beep my body... just the blanket is tough..."
"So, Tatami, but lay it down there?
"Oh yeah, I'd appreciate a tatami... Huh?
"Yeah?"
I thought I whined to myself as I dropped my shoulder, but for some reason I heard a reply.
It's not like the spirits talked... or it sounds amazing. That was the voice I heard almost every day.
"... why are you here? Cro."
"Eh heh, I'm here"
I answer my words with a smile on my face.
The expression looked glowing thanks to the moonlight that plugged in.
Dear Mother, Father, as the winner of the Harvest Festival, I am going to spend the night in the Spirit Forest. And there, for some reason, Clo - here he is.