I Was Kicked out of the Hero’s Party Because I Wasn’t a True Companion so I Decided to Have a Slow Life at the Frontier

"Oh, you helped me!

Waiting outside was Robinson, a life-targeting merchant.

When I took both my hands, I smiled like a merchant.

"He's such a little kid, but he's a big deal!

Mr. Robinson praised me with words like water flowing on the board.

Speaking of which, you've never been praised like this in a village.

It was defeating the monsters around the village from one end, and it didn't get to the point where there was damage to the village.

So I wasn't hiding that I was defeating the monster, but I've never been recognized for that feat very often.

Well, you're happy to be complimented.

If I became a captain or something, I decided to stretch it out as praiseworthy as I could.

"Robinson, leave that alone already"

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry about this. Let me say a proper thank you again later."

Mr. Yalandrala was in with me again.

I'm glad you're paying attention, but I'm starting to feel kind of sorry for you because I just fought once.

"Thank you, Mr. Ragnathon. Hopefully I'll rest tomorrow, if you'll explain to Lord Flores, I'll be happy to."

"No, it's fine. More than that, we don't necessarily have one raider, so Mr. Robinson's the one to be careful."

"Yeah, from now on, I'm gonna put an escort on it until it's done, and I'm gonna avoid too many people."

That's what Mr. Robinson said, and after he took my hand again, he walked across the street.

Behind it are two high-elf warriors with single-edged swords on their hips.

"Is that sword the sword of Kilamin, the land of high elves?

"I called. I wish I had done that from the beginning."

"It's a matter of high elf entanglement, isn't it"

"Right. So, where were you going?

"It was. I was just about to go buy some cosmos flowers. But I don't think they're selling cosmos in the middle of winter."

Mr. Yalandrala let his eyes shine with his hands together in front of his mouth.

"Then I know where they're selling it."

"Really!?

"Yeah, I'll show you around."

That's a kind elf.

Apart from the half-elf that doesn't change personality with humans, do some of these elves find it difficult to get along with high elves and dwarves?

Or was it right for the bigoted high elf glasses that helped Mr. Robinson?

Mr. Robinson is a merchant of salt.

Mr. Yalandrala said as he turned from the main street of Wangdu to the back alley and was walking between the buildings.

"Do you know Kilamin, the country of high elves?

"I'm not familiar with it, but I have a name."

Crystal Galaxy "The largest city on the Avalon continent. Celebrate the Apostolic Cutie. Spectacular emerald capital. A group of mesh spires. Surrounding the city are inflexible triple walls stacked with permanent rocks. Living there is a million beautiful high elves."

Mr. Yalandrala talks about chilamine as he sings.

But.

"Actually, I don't have a million. There's no such thing as a long history in the kingdom of Kilamine."

"Really?

"Kilamin is a country where the High Elves, who acted as mercenaries, were recognized by the Kingdom of Avalonia as founders. Although our architectural skills are superior to those of men, making it a magnificent town, there is no way to narrow the territory. We cannot feed ourselves without imports from foreign countries."

"So salt."

"Even high elves can't live without salt. Mr. Robinson is a merchant who connects the salt trade route with Kilamin."

"That's... I guess some people don't feel comfortable right now"

"You're so smart even though you're small. Yeah, you're right."

Few people hate high elves with different human beings and values.

Apparently, the kingdoms of Avalonia and Kilamin have a friendship pact and a cooperative relationship, but they are built on a dangerous balance that is not strange whenever they break down.

They say the Kingdom of Avalonia is now trying to intervene in the southern archipelago kingdoms, which have been contending for years, to reach a ceasefire agreement, but they think that forces who do not feel comfortable with it will work against the king's capital's high elf haters and weaken their intervention in the archipelago kingdoms by breaking up their relationship with Kilamin...

Well, it's Mr. Flores' take-out, but I've come to King's Capital and the sun is still shallow.

"Although buying and selling salt is a private deal, high elves value personal connections more than diplomatic treaties. Often people don't trust the two tongues that are often denounced by humans because diplomats have changed. A troubled species, isn't it?

"Mr. Robinson's presence is important between Avalonia and Kilamine."

"Yeah. It's betrayal that I hate most about high elves. If Kilamin's friend, Mr. Robinson, were to be murdered, Kilamin would not tolerate the murderer. But as for the kingdom of Avalonia, it makes no sense to be intervened in by Kilamin because it's a murder of one's own people."

"It's a diplomatic matter."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bore you. I just want you to know that."

Mr. Yalandrala looked at me and laughed.

"Thank you, Gideon, for saving us."

The face of the high elf looks beautiful, by human standards, no one and he alike.

But minus that, Mr. Yalandrala's smile peeking out of the hood was so beautiful that day when there was a lot of snow.

There was a small forest covered in white snow.

A squirrel is scratching the dongle over the branches.

Surprised by the snow that fell, Itachi rushed away somewhere.

"I thought the king's capital was full of stones, bricks and dirt, but there are places like this."

The place Mr. Yalandrala showed me was about twenty minutes walk from where I was earlier.

It's off the center of the Wang capital, but I still didn't think there was such a quiet place in the Wang capital.

A short walk between the trees, leaving a footprint in the thin, pile of snow, revealed a brick house with a chimney.

On the side of the house a very large keyaki tree coloured the leafless branches white with snow.

Mr. Yalandrala opened the door without even knocking as he approached the beautiful wood door.

And look back at me and laugh.

"Go ahead."

Apparently, this store belonged to Mr. Yalandrala.

When I went inside as prompted, I felt the scent of flowers.

"Wow."

I snapped by accident.

There was a row of small rooms separated by transparent compartments.

In the small room there are flowers: spring flowers, summer flowers, autumn flowers, winter flowers, exotic flowers that I have never even seen......

Various flowers bloom even familiar and rare.

"Thanks."

Mr Yalandrala said happily.

"Don't worry, there's cosmos too. Come on, sit there. 'Cause I'm gonna get my tea ready."

"Oh, not much."

"Fine, fine."

Mr. Yalandrala went straight to the back of the store.

I sit in a chair by the round table.

The chair was made of rosewood and had an elbow hanging.

The kid's chair was a little big for me, but when I sat down, my body sank a little and it seemed to fit perfectly.

It's a difference in cloud mud compared to the round chair with the Knights season I always use.

"Ho."

I exhaled and lost a little strength.

I don't know the good or bad chair, but maybe this is a good chair.

After doing so for a while, Mr. Yalandrala brought a cup of white hot air and a fluffy tight-colored baked sweet.

Something that looks so delicious, maybe this makes me a little nervous that it's paying.

My little purse contains only a few quarterperil silver coins, except for the flower bill Mr. Flores gave me.

"It's a herbal tea with honey. Baked confectionery is called Elaine and is something that high elves often eat. It's got candied berries inside, and it feels particularly delicious when you're tired."

Mr. Yalandrala places the dishes on the table, explaining them in a gentle voice.

Then he looked at my face and laughed and said.

"The bath is just boiling too, so go in when you're done eating"

"Is it a bath?

I listened back.

Of course I didn't know what the word meant. But I didn't expect you to recommend a bath on this occasion.

"The bath in my house smells good made of hinoki. I'm sure you can relax."

In time, cosmos flowers should be delivered by tomorrow morning, so there's no problem taking a bath here.

But will this high elf named Yalandrala ever go that far to a stranger?

I don't understand her intentions.

Somehow, it reminds me of a fairy tale of a child who can eat while entering a witch's house and being tender.

Seeing me confused, Mr. Yalandrala glanced at me with a little cancer.

"Shall I keep my sword?"

"Huh?"

I accidentally laid my hand on the lower back sword pattern.

"You won't get out, just like that."

That's what Mr. Yalandrala told me, and I put my strength into pulling out a little sword with a pattern.

"Is that it?"

Mr. Yalandrala is right, the sword cannot be pulled out like it was caught in something.

"Lend it to me."

When I removed the sheath-by-sheath sword from my belt, I handed it to Mr. Yalandrala.

Mr. Yalandrala held the pattern and sheath in his hands, respectively, and put much more effort into both arms.

The sound of kachin, body and sheath touched him, and the sword fell out in momentum.

"Ah."

The steel body had bright red blood on it.

The sword will not fall out if it is placed in the sheath without wiping the blood.

If you are a swordsman, be the first to be taught.

Speaking of which, when did I put my sword back in my sheath?

What was I doing after I defeated that mercenary?

I'll wash my sword.

"Yes, sir"

I reach for the cup.

Kachikachi and cup made a noise.

"My hand."

My hand shaking the cup was trembling and the cup was hitting the saucer and making noises.

"Is this the first time you've slashed a person?

Mr. Yalandrala laid down his sword and gently held my hand, trembling with white fingers.

"... Yes"

"Strong protectors don't feel the pain, but your protectors are kind."

That's what Mr. Yalandrala said and slowly rubbed my arm.

Well, I finally understand why Mr. Yalandrala did this for me.

Though I didn't realize it myself... because I was hurting.

When I realized that, my paralyzed brain finally started to move.

"Drink slowly. This herbal tea relaxes the pain."

Mr. Yalandrala's hand slowly carried the cup to my mouth.

Herbal tea in the cup tasted so sweet.

For the record.

Subordinate, I have been promoted to unusual speed due to this merit. I heard Neville challenge me to a duel with a body called training, so I knocked him out.

Small Surname Surname Surprisingly, I thought he would be angry. Neville honestly apologized for what he had done so far and began to do the same job that he had changed his mind. That's why we stopped talking about removing Neville and sending him back to his parents' house, and after I became a knight, I worked with him for a long time as a reliable subordinate.

It would still be a fine fight as a knight.