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There was a war.

What happened? Who was the opponent?

I haven't heard that.

I was only told the fact that there was.

Rorona's grandfather was a transporter of weapons and supplies.

Only six elites ran through the woods with magic bags containing weapons and food.

The front was suspicious, and the situation was changing by 1800 degrees depending on whether or not supplies had arrived.

But that's why.

I was afraid to be surrounded by enemies who were cautious of transportation.

The number is sixty.

In common sense, nothing can be done.

Rorona's grandfather is.

ran away.

I threw away the magic bag with food and ran away.

A magic bag is a valuable item.

The material is extremely rare and requires delicate work.

It takes a month to make a bag, even with skilled craftsmen and adventurers.

Everybody picks up the magic bag if it's a coward running away and a thrown magic bag.

Throwing away and fleeing in anticipation of that.

The remaining five did not escape.

They all drew their swords and cut them straight in.

He slashed enemies, opened blood and breached the siege.

He fell into the bag with his friends and fell down with his bag.

Only one was on the front line.

Even one of them died leaving a bag to a friend.

Thanks to the sacrifice, the war has been won.

Five elves were praised as heroes.

And as the hero was praised as a hero, Rorona's grandfather was reproached.

Why did my grandfather escape? The reason was simple.

There was a wife.

There were children.

It was an unborn child.

Until she saw her face, she didn't want to die.

Before he was informed that he had a baby, he would have opened the siege with his sword.

Until the day before the battle, he was a brave warrior.

However, the circumstances of such a grandfather were not considered.

The hero who opened the line and delivered the supplies was in the same situation as Rorona's grandfather.

The presence of a courageous hero did not allow Rorona's human grandfather.

Contempt and persecution extended to his grandfather's son.

By convention, it was banned.

Even when talking about the hero, I was instructed to treat "Escaped Sixth" as something that was not from the beginning.

But the malice is bleeding.

I received casual harassment that could not identify the culprit.

Shortly after Rorona was born, his grandfather fell.

My father died early, and my mother abandoned Rorona and fled.

He sold himself to a noble with money, without giving his birth daughter a name.

My mother looks completely elf.

Noble men who rob you of being a second wife, if you pretend to be virgins, are rotten.

But it was also about selling pride.

A grandfather who forsook his friends and fled, and a mother who fled for his daughter.

Who will these two blood-drawing girls abandon?

A girl who was merciful and appropriate was subject to contempt.

The name nag, which means no name, was given for convenience.

Even so, adults are adults.

It is unlikely to be blatantly discriminated.

But children are different.

The story leaked from somewhere to the child, and the child, with his cruel innocence, blatantly discriminated against Nag.

He hit mud dumplings and fed raw grass in Children's Play.

She was suddenly covered with a bag on her face and thrown it deep in the forest.

It's a “pretend play” that leaves friends.

As expected, the bully were angry.

But Nag wasn't even a complete victim.

It's a self-employed self-service.

Whatever the consequences of doing something bad, he was exposed to so-called slander.

Nag's heart was killed every day.

Nevertheless, I am hungry.

Until the age of six, they were distributed according to village rules.

From the age of seven, he went into the forest and wielded his sword.

Nag had a natural sword.

I could hunt both beasts and fruits to the extent that I could eat alone.

Still, loneliness did not disappear.

I spent my days alone in a small hut in the village.

There was deep loneliness there.

Larana and Ririna picked them up.

When they came to the village from their town on their seventeenth birthday, they saw the children in the village.

"Wow!

The smell of a wonderful weapon is crazy! ! ! "

Larana greets her and tells Lilina.

"I'll see the studio! I'll leave the details to Nushi!"

"Should you let your children swing your weapon?"

"Yes!"

To tell the truth, Larana ran to the workshop.

They are so-called "great guys".

To start seeing is to be promised the future.

Larana is made of any material.

Everyone gathered under Lirina.

Parents, especially those with children, all introduced them to Lirina.

There she meets Nag.

As a connoisseur, Lirina instantly saw the talent of Nag.

Hearing the situation further, I felt "Nag" as close as my family.

Lilina was the grandson of a hero who opened his bloodstream and delivered supplies to his friends.

Therefore, it was loved and praised by people, but it was also the same "empty" as "nag".

He was great because he was the grandson of a hero, and he was really good because he was a grandson of a hero.

Praise and persecution.

The vectors were different, but empty.

Lilina gave her the name Rorona, with Nag as her sister.

And the loneliness has disappeared from the world of Rorona.

Lilina, a hero's grandson and full of business skills, and Larana, who can use the potential of her weapons, regardless of who she is.

They both used Rorona and now have a place in Dwarf.

But that did another hurt for Rorona.

It is through abilities that you are loved and valued.

Thanks to helping others, even if you cut yourself.

If it goes away.

If it goes away.

Floating on Rorona's head is a lonely house.

The night when I was trembling alone in a house with a draft.

Fear was born thanks to the disappearance of loneliness.

Thank you.

I think Lirina's policy was the best.

Thanks to her, I was able to get recognition from more than 10 friends.

But what Rorona needed was not the best.

You can be wrong. It can be sweet.

The only person who hugs me when a stone is hit by a docomo.

A person who gives up free love, abandoning reason, logic, and reason.

I wanted such a person.

I wanted such love.

But it is selfish.

I know it's strange.

Therefore, he was unable to reach the table, only sadness fell.

Once a week, an unintelligible crying night came.

You have to be helpful.

You have to be helpful.

Otherwise you will not be loved.

Otherwise you can't live.

Disciplined justice irritated Rorona.

She wanted to be loved more than anyone but was afraid to seek love.

Only someone's usefulness could prove their worth.