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

Examining the history of the countries of the Avalon continent, the high elf named Yalandrala appears from time to time as a sidekick in history.

Admiral of the Sandalwood Water Army, an armed merchant fleet that has repeatedly hunted down the Fairy Pirates.

Head of the Sisters of Shirotsume, a mercenary regiment that ended the Giant War in the North.

Author of the great book of pharmacology, Praise of Hundred Flowers and Millions of Grasses.

The opening of the Lotus Flow, a 10,000-person bar technique used by vigilantes in various countries, with the release of technical books.

And fellow Lootie, the brave man who saves the world, "The Tree Singer," Yalandrala.

Who would believe that these are the same person?

She doesn't really like to talk about her background for some reason.

Yalandrala, a florist in Wangdu.

And now, I'm going to a picnic with a friend, Yalandrala.

The woods stretching out at the foot of the mountain where I go to get the medicinal herbs.

I, Lit, Luti, Thyse, and Yalandrala were coming to the place for an hour to rent a runaway dragon and run.

"That's as good a place as I imagined!

Yalandrala said that with pleasure.

This is a little walk into the woods.

Spread an elf-weaved sheet on the fluffy mossy ground and we sat down.

The place, guided by Yalandrala, was a pleasant one with a gentle breeze and a leaky day of wood shooting.

There's a lunch box on the seat, and there's a bunch of dishes I made in there.

"Time's just for lunch. Let's eat."

"Yay!

Lit raised his voice happily to my words.

Yalandrala smiles with pleasure when she sees the lit taking the initiative to prepare dishes for everyone.

"I see, this is what happened to Lit"

"Eh heh."

"I imagined a lot about how you would treat Red, but it wasn't what I expected."

Yalandrala's anticipation of knowing the lit in Logervia.

Interested.

"Hey, by the way, what were you expecting?"

I asked while serving the dishes.

"Shit, Red, you don't have to ask that"

Litt is blushing to see what they say, but I can't help it because I want to hear.

"Phew, uh, first thing I expected was the way Red was exhausted by the twinkling, tight feeling lit"

"Eh! I wouldn't do that!

Lit immediately protests aloud.

It was such an immediate protest that I laughed unexpectedly.

"Not only is it tight, of course, but there's a love for red hidden in it. For example."

Yalandrala cast a spell as she sang, marking her.

A small golem springs out of the pocon and the ground.

One had a red petal wrapped around his neck, maybe a lite.

When that happens, am I the one with the tree branches stuck to my other hip?

My golem sits on his cheek cane, and Lit's golem has his hands on his hips and his chest stretched.

"Hmm, this is the pharmacist you built."

Whoa, I talked. The magic of Whisper.

Whisper is a kind of spiritual magic of the wind, a magic that reproduces sound.

Normally, they reproduce sounds they've heard, but advanced operators can create sounds from images.

Yalandrala is reproducing Lit's voice.

"But no customers at all, I don't know anything about business. There's no such thing as a shop opened by a knight... well, look pitiful. You can help me if you want. But don't get me wrong, it's nothing for you. I'm just gonna hang out with you in your spare time, so hey!

"I wouldn't say that!

Lit also marks and makes a small golem.

Litt's created square golem waved both hands to protest Yalandrala's golem.

When we saw the sight, we laughed out loud.

"You exaggerated a little."

"I exaggerate so much, not a little bit!

The three golems began their chase with Tokotoko.

We'll have fun watching it over dinner.

Oh, there's a golem that looks like me.

Then the two golems stopped chasing him and ran over to the curved golem, helping him to wake up.

Calm time passes.

"Later."

When the meal was about half done, Yalandrala said.

"Maybe... that's the kind of bad anticipation that we have of a co-dependence, like licking each other's wounds"

"I don't think so."

Now I deny it clearly.

"Lit is a strong woman. We can both choose to move forward rather than be corrupt together. I respect the strength of Lit."

"Red, suddenly what..."

The lite turned red.

But this needs to be corrected properly.

Whatever reunion we had at this Zoltan, Ritt and I would live a positive slow life to enjoy life, not a slow life to escape.

"Heh, I'm sorry. Yeah, my predictions are off the hook. You've always had a healthy relationship. I'm so happy for you."

Yalandrala gave a calm look.

But it's also impossible that Yalandrala anticipated such a bad situation.

The information I saw from Yalandrala was me getting kicked out of the party and Ritt having to leave the country.

It's only natural to think that we might be hurt and weak.

"Brother."

Rooty hugged me.

"Mmm."

It's kind of swollen.

"What's up, Rooty?

"Do you respect me?

"Of course, Rooty's always my proud sister."

"Yes."

Rooty smiled so much that only I could tell.

Lovely.

"I was surprised to hear about Luti."

Yalandrala nodded when she saw Luti hugging me.

"I didn't think there would be such a miracle in anticipating any great future that I could live happily ever after free from the 'brave'"

Listening to Yalandrala's words, Rooty tilts his neck a little.

"I'm not familiar with Yalandrala"

"Right."

Even my companions couldn't say that 'brave' Rooty was close to anyone but me.

Yalandrala is no exception.

But.

"So I want to talk, I want to talk too"

"Of course, let's talk a lot!

That's what they say and laugh at each other for fun.

If I looked up into the sky, there were beautiful white flowers blooming in the branches over my head.

I can't remember what flower that was right now.

Oh, it's a good day......