Kuishinbo Elf

Hi, guys, it's Ertina.

The contents are old men. Plump.

Now, as soon as I got to "Philimisia, the king's capital," the Virgin festived me.

A week went by as early as possible.

This past week, at the Healer Association, a building the size of an elementary school in the world where I was

I was living, but the reason for this size is that there's a Mias Church in this building.

Because it also contains a cathedral.

Thus the exterior of the building is also unified with a calm white feeling of gratitude.

The Healer Association building is three floors long, with a treatment room on the ground floor and a cathedral of Meias,

with a few unused rooms in addition to a waiting room or reception

There is a guild master room.

In addition, there are large canteens that are accessible to the general public.

Upstairs there are classrooms and sub-guild master rooms that train healers,

It contains materials about Mias and books about healing magic

There's a library.

And for some reason there was a very big bath.

It's in an inn facility, it's a bath big enough to be silly for dozens of people to bathe in.

The water from this bath is pulling from the hot spring, so my skin seems to tumble.

Not surprisingly, anyone here can take a bath.

I often see my grandmother with back pain using this place.

They use the third floor for storage. I don't think so.

And I'm sending a room at the Healer's Association to my study and accommodation.

I was to live there based.

And every day, every day, you study healing magic.

Patience, patience because this is also for money...... and while I tell you

It is a day of increasing tricks and healing magic that can be used.

This is something I learned in class...

It seems that magic is commonly used in this world without basic chanting.

Voo! Me, no chanting! Finally I'm the cheat protagonist!!

And I thought I was howdy. Give me back the emotion.

Especially the elementary daily magic, to the extent that housewives can use it to cross noses.

Oh, yeah, that's the guy I used while how-to on my first day of inheritance. Funny.

Difficult...

So... there's something called "proficiency," and the magic proficiency increases while I'm using it repeatedly.

Eventually, they'll be able to use it without chanting.

Every magic, at first, has to do a chef dichotomous chant...

After all, it is tiring to chant a long, rough spell.

When it comes to advanced magic, the spell seems to be prolonged like the Sutra.

Nanisolekowaii.

Still, I need to remember more than the Virgin is offering me...

"bump bump bump......"

It's embarrassing to speak out, so it's me who won the quick-changing technique with a low voice.

This still activates magic. That's all you need now, right?

"You're going to be fine, Virgin."

And it was Eleanor Curide, the mentor, who spoke to me.

"It's time to take a break. You don't get much if you can't, do you?

And urge me to take a break.

She is a talented young, priestly woman, twenty-five years old. Human.

Long hair with dark eyes blonde hair and loose waves.

On a large, patchy double eye, the color of the eyes is ruby red.

The nostrils are neat and the lips are plump and glossy.

He is also about 170 cm tall. As a woman, it would be elevated.

Style is outstanding and bong! Cu! Bon! is. (very excited)

For me to sum it up from the above...

"Mr. Eleanor, he's horny".

Yabe! I said it in my mouth!?

"Huh...? Am I a jerk?

She puts her hand on her cheek and looks in trouble. Yeah, it's erotic.

"I can't stop resting. And rice."

and misled. Yes, it's lunch now.

Only this meal will heal my rough heart...

Because of this, the place to eat is the dining room of this healers association.

The cafeteria of the Healer Association is located on the ground floor, making it convenient to move around.

Oops! Nostalgia in the dining room! It's so... (I knew it was too late)

"Welcome! Oh? Lady Ertina, are you early?

It is the dame who sums up the dining room here who has spoken well.

It's Miranda Huliberg. Human, thirty-three years old, 'Widow' This is important.

Long brown, lustrous hair is wrapped up in unwrought strings.

Pale eyes for eyes that seem to be strong. My eyebrows are not as fat as mine.

It's not hard to imagine that would add to the charm of a carefree damsel.

Style is...... I don't know! Height 195cm!!

Bust 105, West 65, Hip 93!!

With my eyesight, it is easy to measure to this extent!

... Well, she's a so-called ripe woman. Oh...... horny horny.

"I finished my studies earlier today."

It's crowded, Mr. Eleanor continued.

Yes, it is. It's crowded here. Thanks to the monkeys who craved the general!!

I am a widow with that beauty and style. That's the crowd.

Besides, if the food is excellent, I'll attack it. She's a little girl now!

"Usual ~"

Me tapping the table and urging.

No! I can't keep my excitement down!

Yes, Omelette.

Yes, it's omelette.

This is delicious again, with fluffy, semi-ripe eggs.

It is an array on top of ketchup rice.

Besides, the ketchup you put on top is in secret manufacturing.

It has a refreshing aftertaste as a sapphire.

Once I eat it, I get sick, and if you give it here, it's mostly omelet.

"Hello, city!

Omelette arrived at the table.

"Whoa..."

My tension is eeling.

I can start by honoring and thanking you for this dish.

This was done in the world where I was, and it can be described as my dietary obsession.

Living is taking lives, eating the lives you take and connecting your lives.

What is at odds with it, take your life to keep your life.

But if you don't, you can't live.

I don't like to think hard, so I put my thoughts together briefly.

That is respect and gratitude for food.

The point is, 'I'll have it'.

"There he is. Well, well!!

Huh, muggle... muggle, muggle...

Ugh! Uh-huh!

Ketchup rice tangled in swinging eggs!

Refreshing homemade ketchup refreshes the tedious ketchup price…

"Uh-oh!"

I raised my roar. Because it's delicious!

"Is Ertina screaming?

It's Alphonse, thirty-five, a blue-haired mob adventurer, who speaks casually.

Monkey One for the general.

"Back up."

I complain without getting my hair in. Don't interrupt my blissful time.

"Hiya!? Haven't eaten anything yet. Yikes!?

Shut up. The purpose would be a damsel!

"Oh, Mr. Alphonse is here. You're early, aren't you?

and a damsel with a dazzling sales smile.

The Mob of the day repeats a tiny answer like a blindfold.

Eventually, settle down in the short seat. Ask for the food. Apparently, it's a fried and set meal.

"... no difficulty, but too tough"

Alphonse old man pulling a little for a giraffed look.

"Give me a break, it's delicious. This?

"I know."

The menu here was coarsely eaten up. No problem.

Sure, the deep-fried set meal is delicious, but it will be remembered by the general...

Because it's a super popular menu!

You don't remember a thing about the people you asked for because they're all asking for you?

"How are you?"

A delicious fried chicken made a noise and was placed on the table.

It's soft bread and consomme soup that comes with it.

White rice and miso soup are good for me...

They seem to be valuables in the war-state Kingdom of Langsten. Especially miso.

Based on your first generation of miso savings, you're sticking in a lot of money...

How obsessed were you with food? And I want to get into it.

Alphonse's old man fills his stomach with molly and deep-fried fixed meals.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

... you seem to know.

Let's start with fried chicken on the cheeks and enjoy a collaboration with bread without getting into the hair.

Pour in with consomme soup.

From a series of beautiful motions... to a decade of fried and fixed meals, etc.

"Now... is it time to continue your studies?

And Eleanor, who finished his sandwich, took a seat.

Looks like it's been quite a while.

"Okay."

And I'll go on later.

By the way, the association is putting the money out for me. You did it, Elle!

The afternoon class lasted largely until evening, after eating dinner in Mr. Miranda's dining room.

For a little while… after enjoying about an hour of free time, I go to bed.

Speaking of how to spend that hour...

"Ho ho!!"

I used to build my body.

No matter how much healing magic you can use, if you can't defend yourself, they'll do it any day.

Also, the qualities of my weapon handling were E. Fukiyun.

On the contrary, it was the magical quality-house D of each attribute!

We're talking about a normal elf, no matter how hectic it is.

You did it, Elle! Your chances of mausoleum are up! Crap.

"Why... why..."

Tired...... sweet stuff at times like this!

Teacher Peach! Help Ora!!

Peaches descended with the dazzling light.

When I stared at Dr. Peach, I thought I said, "OK... eat me".

"Bruised - sooo!

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!

"Pu Ha ~ Only teacher after exercise..."

It's important to keep doing this.

Even if you don't have the qualities to cover it with effort, it shows you the power of island guts!

That said, because I'm only a small five-year-old.

I don't have to. When I'm tired, I dive into bed and go to sleep.

This past week has been a repeat of that.

And two weeks later, field training is withheld.

Try everything you can. This is the basic behavior I got in that forest.

Can we stop for days when we still can't read ahead?

Gain skill and magic with greed.

Build up, flesh! Sharpening spirit! Raise it to the height, my soul!!

ZZZ...

Even though I was thinking about it, it was me getting a peaceful sleep.