Kuishinbo Elf

A short time has passed since Lilph was born. The season is about to move from autumn to winter. For us, the passionate bustle of summer has been lost and we are about to immerse ourselves in a sentimental mood for a bit, but some of our children and Mr. Luritis, the top spirits of the water, his daughters, Yuki and Lilph, are happy to make it easier to spend time.

Whether the season shifted or not, what we did wasn't going to make a difference. It was the same, running around for divine ingredients for Pruhl and keeping them in their spills.

I have done numerous adventures, and because of this, I was now called a 'veteran adventurer' by my veteran adventurers.

Also, since this time I have been learning swordsmanship from Master Peach. Nevertheless, it is every day a simple mould setup and bare gesture is repeated.

This training is basically done alone with Master Peach, so the spirit shreds to bits. So I got into the clever hands of protecting a little bit of shredded spirit by involving the chickens.

And my spirit was fatally damaged by a tiger who quickly overtook me. Crap.

You were interested in this training, Flame Raku is also taking tree branches and doing our mane. I'm just waving the branches of a tree for fun, but how come the bare waves are faster than mine?

Do you mean I'm even inferior to a baby, huh?

Although it is a routine run every morning, Snow Hitch, Fenrill's toddler, also began to participate in this as a new face.

This is how fast he was running again, and how powerful he was.

It took me and Chairman Merche to indulge in a feast of hell because of their lovely appearance and unthinkable physical abilities.

This will keep Hip on track to resume growth.

By the way, Commissioner Merche decided to leave it because it was already too late.

Oh, big big.

And although it is the capacity of the pull...... this one is doing well too. She seems to be gradually replacing it with the flesh of God, and lately she has looked kind of divine. Is this the goddess?

If things continue at this rate, Pruhl will surely be helpful. To do so, we need to gather more divine ingredients and increase our culinary repertoire.

Because that's beneficial not only to her, but to us as well.

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Spring around the season. It's my birthday.

Last year's birthday was already terrible. The ghost would appear, and the Sigurd bastard would revenge, and he had no element to enjoy.

After that, I became a baby and only had milk to drink and got scattered eyes. Now I want to finish my birthday safely.

But unfortunately...... it turns out that chaos is also bringing sickles this year for my birthday and is creeping over. There's no such thing as a peaceful birthday for this Langsten Virgin.

Last year, the people who came to say hello came to say hello.

"Yes! Your posture is broken!?

"Oh... I can see the moment"

For a week now, I've been nearer to a princess than a Virgin, carefully instructed by Mr. Zamas and dressed in a super luxurious dress.

Why aren't you the usual Virgin's clothes, huh?

Nevertheless, the use of words is not the fix, but only courtesy. Seeing me clearly mastered, Mr. Zamas gave me a one-off pass score.

She says the language is getting better and better than last year. I don't see the difference.

"You're a little nervous. What you do is the same as last year, as long as you're Ertina, you're fine."

"I hope so..."

His Royal Highness Edward will be there for you.

Don't you realize that's the biggest problem? It's going to be a mess this year.

Again this year, the roster of participants included Khuya, Prince Moo, Prince Limas...... No, the name of King Limas was attached. But there was no name for Rapetta, the prince of the Dolovance Empire. Did he even collapse in shape?

"Come on, it's the real deal. There you go."

"Yeah, I'm coming"

The female knights, who looked a little extravagant as my escort, led me to the venue.

It is foolish of you, Liot boy, that the lavish dishes line the table and devour them relentlessly. I don't think I saw the same sight last year.

And it's the former senior aristocrat Seema who sneaks the dish into the tapa and puts it in the "Free Space". I can't stop crying over the actions of that overwhelming commoner.

"You're wearing a beautiful meal again today."

"Oh, I'm so ashamed that I think the Virgin's clothes are better"

Master Millenia laughed bitterly at my reply. I complain in my heart about how much I'm used to women's clothes, but what kind of torture is golden tiara on a pure white dress?

It was no other king who chose this dress. But I couldn't say no. Because his face was too serious.

"They say that the dress was prepared by Walgang for his daughter."

"Huh? But the king only has a son..."

"Yeah, that's officially happening. We hear his daughter died shortly after birth."

……

"You must have pulled it out because you can wear it now. Oh, don't tell Walgang about this. They're shutting us down."

"I got it."

Master Millenia asked me about the circumstances of this dress and I was ashamed of myself for saying I was ashamed to wear it. I couldn't tell you what was going on, but I couldn't guess what you meant by the serious look on your face. Let's call it a fallen peach that cares about your heart.

"Look, you shouldn't look so dark, right? It's your birthday."

"Fuki-kun, were you in your face?

"Yeah, but it's okay. As usual, you just have to smile. Because I'm sure that's what Walgang wants."

"Oh, you're right."

The top batter in sight is Millennia, the Pope of the Holy Nation of Militanas. It was lucky for me that she was the first. Even though it was the second time, it was because this time again I would have been nervous and my expression would have been faceless.

The ensuing glimpse was Edward for some reason. He wears pure white menswear that matches my dress. I only have a bad feeling about something.

Have a conversation with no other love until the end of watching time with a smiling smile at the beginning, and then line up next to me like a natural right. After all, it looks like Edward's aim was here.

"Don't worry, I'll back you up this time, El."

"Please be gentle."

'I'll take care of it. Oh...... Elle, sweetie. Shall we just keep having our wedding?

……

Edward has offered to help others not to hear their voices on the Telepath, but in doing so, the voice of the heart or the ambition is the desire. It was a leak. What am I supposed to do with this?

I'm no longer feeling like the last two dances. I want you to tell me it's a lie.

The sight continued gently for a while. Sometimes that was just adults, but would that be a big reason why their attitude toward me had changed dramatically compared to before?

They're not looking at me as the Virgin of Langsten, they're looking at me as the Virgin Ertina, apparently. In other words, he seems to want to treat me as a 'Virgin for All'.

If anyone is in need, I am prepared to go and help them, separately, so that is where I want to be. But some of them still wanted to make it their property, and I'm pretty sure some of them run into very extreme thoughts worrying about me.

And the time has come to look at it with the person in question.

"Long time no see, Master Ertina"

"Long time no see, Prince Moo"

Handsome sheep beast man Moo Ra Brebam. He is the first prince of the united kingdom of Brebam, a southwestern archipelago nation. And he's also the strong man who suddenly proposed to me in his first meeting.

He and I were fighting each other when the ghosts attacked us and knew who I was.

In other words, most of the last participants knew me as a vegetarian, and some of them even cared that I didn't have to force myself during a glance.

For once, it's an official place, so I put in a gentle no, but I'm sure he was grinning too full of joy.

He seems to be after me for real, and he's sending letters to me in small pieces, but most of them are censored and black-filled by the hands of kings and Edward before they give them to me, so I don't have a proper attempt to read the text.

"You've been beautiful all over again. As well as appearance, the beauty from the inside appears on the surface to make it even more appealing."

"Thank you, Prince Moo. I'm delighted."

I smiled and thanked him. Then he blushed, though his expression was the one that did not collapse. It was a social decree, but I couldn't hide my upset for the unexpected effect either.

'El, don't be alarmed. I did the damage because of it, and it doesn't make sense for you to blush. "

Since when did you fight? I want to scratch hard.

Return to me in the words of Edward, who has cautioned me in "Telepath" and keep my mind tight. Naturally, Prince Moo also regained his refreshing smile as usual.

On the way, there were several occasions when Edward and Prince Moo scattered sparks, but the sight with him ended in relative serenity. Prince Moo's remorseful expression strikes me.

This is followed by a glimpse with Limas Isle Tirith, who became king of the kingdom of Tiari. Edward also lifted the tension against him.

The Kingdom of Tiari is currently being rebuilt mainly with the assistance of the Kingdom of Langsten. While some other countries had restrained themselves from looking to dominate from within by making it look like aid, the king had given generous aid to the kingdom of Tiari, ignoring all that.

The attitude of its devoted king has moved other countries and reconstruction is now progressing rapidly with assistance from a large number of countries.

In that, he said, King Limas is also sending his days to pay tribute by visiting a country where he is providing support. The six-year-old king is struggling to powder his young self for his own people.

"Dear Ertina! Dear Edward! Long time no see!

"Fuki-kun, how have you been? Limas... Dear"

"It's been tough lately, Master Limas."

Me and Edward were going to the kingdom of Tiari as goodwill ambassadors as long as we had time. And then he returns home to treat those who suffer from injuries and illness.

In doing so, he was trying to take a young healer and make him go through something called a crime scene.

"Yes, but if my hard work makes people's lives any easier, I can't be happier"

"Oh well, but not if you can't. Talk to us if anything happens."

"Well, we might be able to do something we can't talk to the other royals about."

"Please do that then!

That said, Limas bowed his head to us, and when he raised his face, he had a full smile. That smile makes us smile, too.

Limas' life will undoubtedly be a path of misery. But now he is supported by a lot of fellow ministers.

And I could believe that if he understood the matter well, he would not necessarily go off the main road.

At the end of all the sightings, the venue began to be surrounded by a soothing atmosphere. The dignitaries from all over the country became intimate and stunned by the brilliant dishes lined up on the table.

Yes, all the dishes lined up there are dishes made with divine ingredients.

aristocratic classes whose tongues would be fat. But in a flavor of another dimension that far exceeded their expectations, some trembled and exposed themselves to a trance look, while others sat back and relieved whether their powers had fallen out of their whole bodies.

"... have we done too much?

"You put too much effort into it. It might have been a little too irritating, huh?

Actually, I was involved in cooking too.

The main dishes are Mr. Ethyl and the royal palace cooks, but there is a delicate or twisted part of the divine ingredient, so I'm handling it where I said so.

Conversely, it means that if you process it, someone other than me will be able to cook.

The royal palace cooks, who experienced the taste of the divine ingredients for the first time, were stunned by the taste. They are all muscled culinary idiots who traveled around the world for the best flavor.

There was no way they could cook divine ingredients like that and not fade away.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I keep these ingredients from Lady Ertina and cook them daily, but they are basically cookable for everyone if you don't forget to thank them. The hard part is already cooked by Master Ertina, so wave your arms fully"

When Ethyl explained that, the cooks immediately began cooking. When I say the sight, it's hard to put it to the brush tongue.

Why do multiple knives dance in the universe? After that, I'm overexcited. Stop raising that odd voice every now and then. Seriously, what are you gonna use that Battleax for? Ahhh!? Freibex, the meat looks terrible!

Apparently, the cooks here were a bunch of odd freaks. Mr. Ethyl was undoubtedly an angel, cooking as if he were even going to dance gracefully and lightly in that.

The royal palace cooks also had to admit to that cooking, and someone emerged who would take negotiations to pull her out.

But Mr. Ethyl turned it down with ease, but clearly.

I'm the head chef of the Healer Association dining room.

It was inexorable that the rare beasts of the whole world fumbled to the word.

One of the dishes on the table that was particularly surprising was the Curry Spring Roll, which I created.

To make it, wrap the curry loo in hot leaves and fry it in rolled oil with spring rolled skin. The trick is to fry carefully on medium heat first, then fry all at once on high heat to finish to make the skin crisp.

The utensils were a little lost, but we decided to fasten them to a simple combination of finely chopped carrots, Freibex meat and onions. It was decided that it would be better to be simple because the curry loo itself tastes unknown.

"No, you've been moved ahead"

"Plump cum, duya"

Behind what seemed like a regrettable word, Fuuta's expression was that it was a big smile.

"I like the simple idea of putting curry loos in spring rolls. This will allow you to enjoy curry in small amounts. And… expectations increase that you can taste the curry rice."

"I'll share the fruit of the spices with you on your way home to Fuuta, so you should make the curry rice for the kids. I'm sure they'll all be delighted."

"Yeah, I'm sure you'll be happy. My family doesn't have eyes for delicious things."

That's how he showed us his father's side face. Usually he seems to play a floating young man, but sometimes he shows his vegan face in the mundane times. And you're going to be convinced that it's fascinating again and that the women are going to fall.

Apparently, this year's birthday is going to end peacefully. But don't get distracted because there can be a hell of a case at the end of the day at times like this.

... There was no such thing.

In the end, my birthday party closed in full swing.

Is it good to have such a peaceful and peaceful ending? Afraid of recoil.

A party venue where dignitaries from all over the country returned to the accommodations provided and no one was there. So me and the king were facing each other alone.

I continue to wear the pure white dress and the golden tiara the king has prepared for me.

"Don't look good, Ertina"

"Thank you. What is it, king?"

The king extended his hand with a bow of grace. I lay my hands gently over those hands.

The feeling of the king's gothic, stone-like hands. That is the very life he has lived.

It must have been an unimaginable path of misery. It would have been hard, bitter and crying over and over again. Still, he has been at the forefront of everyone as king.

He does not do good to expose his pain and sorrow. No, I can't.

Because he is the 'king'.

If he exposes such feelings, the people will be driven by anxiety. So the king carries all his emotions and never puts them on the table in public.

That's very hard and painful.

But even kings are human. It's not like there's no limit.

The tables and decorations have been cleaned up and moved into the middle of a large venue where the landscape was slaughtered. Me and the king dance.

Only the central chandelier lights the lights. Therefore it is dim except in the center. Again, there is no music, only the tip shoe is BGM.

Unlike a king who's used to dancing, I'm not used to dancing. Awkward steps will give the beholder a smile. But it didn't matter what happened to me. Because there's only me and the king here.

There are no words to exchange. Because words are innocent. It is the mind and the mind that we should interact with. What should overlap is tenderness.

Eventually a hot drip fell on my cheek. It's a drip of Han's flushing emotions that has been carrying a tremendous burden. All I can do is take it.

Even if it's not a tear for me, I have to take it.

One or so, you should be able to stay. Someone who accepts the emotions of the 'King'.

Eventually, the dance for just the two of us was over and the king embraced me. After all, there are no words, his thoughts that I feel without, and his determination.

I couldn't breathe a bit, but that was because of the king's affection. Thus endure.

"Ertina, that was my treasure."

"Thank you, king"

How many thoughts does that short word have in it? I'm immature and I can't measure it.

Me and the king hold hands and quietly leave the venue behind. No one can know, but the two of us have secrets.

Thus, my ninth birthday party was curtained.