Jui-san no Oshigoto in Isekai

Coconobi was alone in the heart of the burning field, writing letters on the ground as he sat with his knees in his arms.

My father taught me to do this when I messed with him, but the deep meaning is unclear. He said he didn't know the source of the story because he didn't have any learning.

Even she thinks that sometimes my father doesn't know why when he communicates culture without reason. At the beginning of spring, when I began to hang the head of a boar or the leaves of a shrimp, I lost my word as to which barbarian custom it was.

I guess Marebito, which corresponds to Gentile knowledge, is generally just such a race.

I missed my hand 10,000 times more gently stroking me than the confusion that I don't know what that means as a coconovie right now.

"But rendezvous with your father and bees is an elf village, and I don't know the way home..."

Nato remains out about thirty minutes ago and has yet to return.

It is very regrettable that such consultations as rendezvous by no time have also been held with her.

She had no choice but to hold her knees because all she could do was walk around so badly in this vast and deep forest and get lost.

No matter how much I wrote the letter of, I didn't feel better, and my voice leaked "uhhhh..." with even more misery.

Her ears and tails shrivel like salt on green vegetables and are losing their energy.

"Your fathers are home after the battle..."

A loud explosion and smoke had risen about a few minutes before.

That would mean he released a dozen eighty-nine, bees and additions. Then I already see victory and defeat. They should be on their way home by now after the first battle.

Running from here to the scene won't notice the coconovies running through the woods, and they'll slip away. The rendezvous has to take place in the elf settlement as planned.

That's why she even had to wait for Nato.

"How can I not keep pace with others..."

Keep your knees in your arms and drool.

Is the difference in natural tempo something that cannot be addressed already? I'm not trying, but I get depressed when I think so.

As she looked all the way down, she realized her shadow had thickened. And another great shadow overlapped his shadow.

Noticed as she now stood, she hurriedly picked up the sound.

Then I heard the wind cut from overhead - soon after, a big shadow landed with enough impact to flip the dirt and sand.

"Hih!?

She was surprised when she raised her total body hair, but contrary, the beast's instincts bring an immediate sickle. It's just like a cat trying to nail something that showed up behind her back at an unexpected time.

The eyes narrowed with excitement sharply capture something that lands behind them and intercept them with a mass of flame that builds up in the palms reflexively. The flame was centered on the aim, bursting hard.

It blows up in a concomitant demon, a blast that is sure to frighten even a somewhat stronger demon.

However, the shadow that should have been received should not be slight. The enormous silhouette floating in the black smoke that could have stood in him groaned bitterly.

"This moron. Don't relax in such a land '

It sounds strange in the back of my ear.

As soon as I heard that sound I was used to hearing, Coconobi took me back.

"Ugh, bee, no!

When the bees were zeroing their stupidity that the scales would make them want to smoke, Coconobi hugged them to his giant jaw.

……

I can't talk when my mouth is blocked.

The bee, wrinkled between his eyebrows, kept silent and deposited it in an ambush riding his own back when he could snap her neck.

Coconobi gets in a better mood in less than a minute when he's on his lap, and he's like a soothing cat.

Fushimi laughed as the bees sighed and poisoned 'The Little Girl'.

It is an unmistakable bee who did not return directly to the original confluence point, the settlement of the elves, but came all the way here to see this place. He was pointing his wings here, not to anyone.

'Do, little girl. Would you have ashed the shards? Why isn't there that elf here?

"It seems that Hughes Lime was rooted in shallow waters and Nato went downstream and didn't come back. I don't know how far it is, but I've been waiting too late for a boulder."

Fushimi and Beech's expression became more rude when he talked about the direction Nato was supposed to have headed and the Rift Valley and Yara.

I can't help but imagine the worst when I have to go and see such a place and never go back.

"Bee, come on. We'll see the land and then we'll go back."

"You bastards are annoying my wings. Now it's time to burn them down without leaving any fragments behind."

Abominably distorted by his mouth, the bee begins to wing for its rip valley.

If there is such a valley in this green-covered forest, it will be found as soon as it is seen from the sky.

And an indication.

Having captured a place like that just by raising the altitude, the bee glided away and went for the spot. It is only a few minutes away if you go from the sky.

But between being waited until his arrival, Coconobi had not been able to hide his anxious expression.

Fushimi realizes it puts her hand on her daughter's head.

"Coconobi. I know you do, but I didn't quite come back at this distance. Don't expect too much."

".................. Yes"

"To be honest, I don't envisage letting enough shards go to capture Elf warriors when they say they've flowed through the water. I wonder how rich the water was in the land. I'll check downstairs. You're with the bees."

Fumimi says so peacefully, but Coconobi's uneasy expression never melted.

"Isn't it safer for your father to follow you, too?

"Sure. But you still hesitate to burn people, don't you? I'm not taking you because that moment is at stake."

Coconobi can instantly activate the law, and his physical abilities are not comparable to those of humans, but his fighting power has a great sway width.

It is the minimum conditions as a warrior that can contain emotions and leave stable results at any time.

In that sense, I stroked Coconobi and gave him away that he was still an apprentice.

But nothing. That's not a bad thing. A man who can wield power without a heart is the same as a murder weapon. If I can stay sweet forever, I've never been over it.

"You can avoid it while you can. It's hard to say how long you live a long life on the rare face like a bee. There's nothing good about being able to contain your emotions. It just makes others cry and envy them laughing. So leave it to me now."

"... Yes"

'That's it for the story. Got it.'

"Ooh."

And Fushimi, who stroked his shriveled fox ear, stepped down because the bees had landed in the Rift Valley.

We were also checking from above, but this valley is not particularly different if we only see it. But he took a leg to make sure what about the fine horizontal hole.

The further you go, the dimmer it gets.

It's a place where black organisms like Hugheslime can easily get confused. Fushimi tries to speak a spell to light the fire and brighten his surroundings.

and that time.

"Is that it?

There shouldn't have been any sign of it, but it blocks my vision from behind.

I remember this one well and the innocent, warm-looking voice color, he let his hands down undisturbed.

"I don't care what kind of prank they make in a place like this. What does Lord Doriad want with me in this place?

Looking back, there was Doriad.

She can produce this figure everywhere, as opposed to around mountain trees, as she sends her fine roots, the catalyst, across the forest. This body is like a puppet she created by law.

She shrugged her shoulders slightly, but quickly took a serious look.

"Beyond that, it's a dead end. Don't go."

"Shouldn't I go?

Fushimi, who chanted with a blur, creates a floating fireball, illuminating the field.

Apparently the deepest that seemed just a dead end was not made by rocks or soil, but by thick plant roots. In the darkness, the bark protuberance seemed to confuse with the rock.

But it's unnatural.

There can't be a plant with thick roots deep in the valley like this. I guess it is right to assume that this was deliberately produced by Doriad.

Guessing and gazing back, she went on to say.

"I have Huge Slime ahead of me. The only time I noticed that was after I heard from the forest plants that the elves were on their way here. By the time I got here, it was too late for the elves to be eaten by the slime"

"... that's why I told you not to get your hands on me."

I should have pushed my mind a few times not to be premature as an ambush who has been through several examples like this, but he didn't take enough account of it.

Elf says she has a particularly strong sense of companionship, and I guess she was oligarchy but the sense of justice was twice as strong as a person.

"Let's at least make a mistake."

There is no way to help after being attached to the fuse slime.

He lays his hands on the knife that it would at least be a condolence not to spread harm around him, as she tried to do.

but Doriad stopped it.

"No. Something that's already closed everything up ahead. Don't open it now. Huge slime has the habit of gathering fragments in large chunks. In the first place, if not, it's from its original habitat, the bell cave, and it spreads endlessly on the groundwater, right? If it's sealed here, it's better to leave this mass behind to prevent damage."

"... but then just sealing it won't solve anything, will it?

"No. You lose in a head-on battle, but then you just have to take the time to eat the slime in the dark. I've already got the plants in there that can do that. Nature is good at that. We accept organisms, poisons, anything. I've already accepted this and wrapped it up. You can't shake something like that for one elf. So I won't forgive you."

It was a calm thing to say, but a glimpse of the extraneous pressure not to admit otherwise.

She is not just a warcraft with power.

It remains the culmination of this land and has divided the forest for thousands of years. There is no way that a young man from outside can speak differently about it.

There is discipline in this forest.

He nodded, often silent, "Okay," and followed the scene.

Then Doriad, who remained on the spot, soon disappeared.