Magic Gems Gourmet

Chris in the mood in front of Ain.

Then, he goes back to the kitchen looking fine and gets to grips with the meal.

To the fragrance of the dish that arrives little by little, Ein's stomach also began to be active and began to show that he couldn't wait to reach it.

As Chris becomes completely invisible, hungry news rings from Ain's abdomen.

"... I wonder if you were quite tired"

If you whine in a sigh, your eyelids get heavier and your drowsiness hits you a little bit with your sense of carelessness.

Even though I was pinching my break, it was natural for my body to seek sleep because I had been on a difficult path for half a day.

Besides that, I don't feel the atmosphere in Chris' house is affecting me either.

The creation of an atmosphere as gentle and warm as Chris continues to give Ein a sense of forgiveness.

"We'll rest early when we get back...... I don't think the long story will end in a day."

Besides, there may be elves with information besides the chief.

Or if you're ready, you just have to show me some old books.

Unfortunately, I can't read the letters, so I can't deny I rely on Chris.

"Dear Ein! We're almost there, so please wait!

When I reply to Chris I hear him from the kitchen, I slap him on the lazy cheek and get in the mood.

Let's eat and nourish our English. I tightened my mind for a conversation with the chief.

After a meal, an hour or so of rest, Chris takes me out and Ain't out.

Where he aimed was the mansion where the chief lived, Ain changed into a dress and carried Marco's sword on his hips.

Just in case (I did), I took Silverado's letter and proceeded inside the evening elf.

"The vibe wasn't the same as before."

"I have a few fire watchmen. It's also important to prepare for attacks from outside enemies."

I notice a pine light standing at a certain distance.

Along with that, the moonlight reflected blue in the fountain, creating a unique atmosphere.

Compared to the evening, the number of people on the street diminishes, to the extent that there are a few lookouts and adults outside.

Just like when they came inside, they put their hands on their left chest and lowered their heads.

"Ha..."

He smiles bitterly and Ain returns his greetings with his hands.

"Hey, Chris. What do you mean, a trick to put your hand on that left chest?

"- That's the opposite of the magic stone."

"Demon Stone... Speaking of which, Elf's Demon Stone was a right breast"

When I was lost about the future, there was a certain ritual with Chris.

Although it is an old ritual characteristic of an elf, where we place our hands on each other's right chest.

"A, Master Ain? Don't remind me now that I'm going to be embarrassed...... please......"

Looks like Ein guessed what he was thinking, his face turns red and Chris opens his mouth.

Think about it, I do think we were acting bold to each other.

That (...) feel is raised in Ain's left hand, and his hands move in a pimple.

"Oh...... sorry. So, what does it mean to give the opposite of the Demon Stone?

With behavioral suspicion, Ain grinned and asked Chris.

"- That's right. It's an action that conveys feelings of loyalty and obedience. So we don't do it between friends or family. … maybe, but I think the elves today were the only way to do it."

"... I see. Glad they didn't hate me."

The elves who cherished the ancient ideas did so.

Apparently, it didn't mean he was lowering his head at all, and Ain smiled small.

"Oh, I see it. That's the chief's mansion."

Then Chris pointed forward.

When Ain looks in that direction too, he sees a very large building.

... I think there is a more appropriate word than the word mansion, but I can't think of that word.

"It's such a big stump... you're building a house there"

That's the same thing as Chris's house if you ask him, but the difference is that the stump has a big hole in it, and that's the entrance to the mansion.

Behind the stump is a building built entirely by the hands of men, not a natural object, which continues to be built like a large bungalow.

If Elf had a king, he would certainly have looked like he thought he lived there.

"That stump is probably from the longest-living great tree on the continent Ishtal. No name, but for us elves of the World Tree Faith, it also makes us feel awed. That's why the chief's residence was set up beside that great tree."

Thousands of years? Or will it go back to 10,000?

I don't know about that long ago, but it's also a thick trunk that convinces me that it had such a long life.

"I think the chief deserves a house. Really amazing tree."

Ain nodded smudgingly as he saw the long house slowly approaching.

"Is that it, Mr. Cyrus?

"... sounds like it. Probably waited for us to come."

Beside the stump, you can see Cyrus.

He was very tall and slightly taller than Ein.

He has long, elf-like blonde hair loosely tied together and wears leather protective equipment.

His weapon looked like a long bow, but he had a dagger on his hips.

... In addition to that, I'm still impressed with the beautiful boy look on his face.

- While we think about it, Ain and Chris finally arrive at the chief's mansion.

"Well attended. The chief is waiting inside."

When I bow my head in the example trick, I tell Ain that the chief is waiting.

"Oh. Well, I'll be on my way with Chris."

When Ain answers like this, Chris tries to get in one step forward.

Then Cyrus called out in a panic.

"Please wait, Lord Chris."

"- What is it?

For Chris, it takes the form of Ein being interrupted to move on.

Because of this, Chris replied with a slightly thorny attitude.

"It is unacceptable for any number of us to head to the long room with weapons. I'm sorry, but I kept your weapons."

Oh, you know what?

When Ain is convinced to put his hand on his belt, Chris answers with a sober voice.

"We know the custom. But not just this time. It is His Royal Highness Prince Wang who is on his way. His Majesty is the only one who can give orders to His Royal Highness Ein."

As an interracial, Elf has become a citizen of Ishtarika.

Certain autonomous things are recognized and live in this land, but that does not mean that the chief is above the royal family.

"Uh, Chris? 'Cause I'm fine."

Ain't worried about doing it forcefully and buying the elves' disgust.

I can't be too bad because I'm Prince Wang, but I was still thinking about the position I came to ask...

But Chris still has nothing to pull.

"Dear Ein. This is always necessary to protect Ein's body."

Chris is right, too.

... Nevertheless, I can't help but care that Chris is so vigilant, being in the elves where he was born.

"Mr. Cyrus. Do you mind?

"Mm-hmm... I know what you're saying, but let's get back to the routine..."

Cyrus, on the other hand, seemed to want to keep the convention and was lost even listening to Chris.

As an alternative, I thought I should ask the chief to come to the stump, and the moment Ain tried to take the time to suggest it.

A woman walked in from behind the mansion.

"- Dear Cyrus. I'll take care of this."

Then, when the woman tells Cyrus this, she greets Chris and then sees Ain.

The woman was low in height and had a white appearance of skin with silver hair stretched up to her waist.

She wore glasses on her face and felt the impression that it was hard on her.

"His Royal Highness the King, who draws the honorable blood. The chief is waiting for you. Please, stay with Chris."

"Ma, wait! Lord Sierra! Then the custom is..."

"It's the chief's word. That you two (...) cannot be forced to practice. So neither does that custom apply this time"

When the woman called Sierra answered pale, Cyrus leaned down on her hips as she gave up.

"Then I'll show you from here. Go ahead."

With the advent of Sierra, Ain and Chris move on inside.

A little further, when Cyrus and I left, Sierra spoke to Chris.

"... Hey, Chris. I know how you feel, but why don't you think of a few more ways to say it?

When she throws the words like a shudder, she slows down her walking speed.

Is Sierra and Chris also in a friendship around being called off?

Ain felt that way when he saw a woman called Sierra.

"I know. But if I don't say it strongly, I don't think you'll let me through..."

Then, for the first time, Chris replies in a soft tone.

This was the first time I had seen him like that since he came inside the elf.

"- Ha... I know how you feel."

Answering this way, Sierra stops walking and looks back.

"Thank you very much. My name is Sierra. I am a longtime companion, and Christina and I are very familiar."

With his hands on his left chest and his head lowered, he introduced himself to Ain.

I heard it was childhood friendly and I was convinced of Chris' attitude.

"Nice to meet you. It's Ein von Ishtarika, the king's prince. Chris always has an escort."

"This is it. I'm so glad to hear your name."

Hearing Ain introduce herself, Sierra smiles heartily.

"A hero who crusaded the sea dragon. And the saint who brought the grace of the great tree… it is so conveyed in our elves"

"-... yeah. You exaggerate a little too much."

"That's not true. It's wonderful that we crusaded the sea dragon, but as elves, we heard it was the grace of the great tree, and we couldn't stay or stand."

I got a strong impression, but Sierra talks to Ain with pleasure.

"Naturally, I look forward to seeing His Highness."

"That was good. I'm sorry about the rush."

Seeing Ain smiling, Sierra stands diagonally forward of Ain and moves on.

"And it's a big mansion. I like the smell of wood."

Spacious hallways on high ceilings.

Wooden as a matter of course, but I felt more immersed in the scent of the woods than walking through them.

"Please indulge. I think it smells just as good where the length is."

Looks like we can relax and have a conversation inside.

Thinking of it that way, Ain turns his gaze to Chris.

"Oh, speaking of Chris"

"Yes. What did you do?

"There's a letter from your grandfather, so I'll meet the chief by myself."

This is just an excuse, but at first I was going to have it one-on-one.

We also ask about organisms that emerged in Euro, but Ain't got something to ask first.

That is, of course, in the name of Wernstein.

I have no certainty, but I have a sense of anticipation.

Because if you ask Elf's Elder, maybe you know something about the letters at Demon King's Castle.

"Duh, why not?!? Am I a child you don't need...?

"No! I should give you Grandpa's letter, and I'm the one who's here to ask. That's why I was thinking of seeing you on your first day alone. I'll have Chris come with me tomorrow or something."

It was scarce for the reason that I would go alone, but I was determined to push Chris through with these words.

Strange, the Silvered letter seems to be influential, and Chris thinks with a difficult look on his face.

"Besides, I'd be relieved if Chris would turn in front of the room.... so please."

I didn't lie to you.

In fact, I'd be relieved if Chris would turn, and I could focus on the conversation.

When I made this excuse in my heart, I waited for Chris to reply.

"-... okay. If that's what you're gonna say, it's your turn."

I guess there is still some dissatisfaction.

But it's true that her mouth angle is rising, and I can see that she's happy with Ain's words.

In Chris' mind, gradually it had to be his turn, his turn... and his purpose changed.

"Phew... - Then, Your Highness. This is the long waiting room. As you said, me and Chris are holding off at the entrance, so please call me if you need anything"

Both doors were opened and Ain entered the waiting room of the chief.

The semi-circular ceiling is widened and several lamps are placed.

A huge carpet of fur was laid in the middle, and one old woman was seen sitting on its deepest floor.

My heart calms down every breath to the scent of the forest, which is more intense than the hallway.

"It would have been a tough road. Often, we came to the back of these woods."

He stretched his spine firmly and his hair was carefully fastened.

Wearing loose silk clothes, he heard Ain approaching.

"No, because I was able to come without any difficulty or guidance from Chris."

Answering the long words with a smile, Ain walks slowly to the fur laid place.

"How are you, Mr. Christina?

... Mr. Christina? Will the chief call the inner one so?

"Yep. You're still waiting outside the door for my return. But today I decided to come alone."

"That was above all. - Your Highness and Mr. Christina said you wanted to know something. I came all the way to the back of these woods.... I hope this woman knows."

When the length opens his mouth worryingly, Ain reaches near the length.

I bowed my head when I said I would excuse the chief, and I lowered my back near her.

"I apologize for the sudden visit. I actually had two things I wanted to ask and got to my feet."

I changed my expression and stared into the long's eyes.

What can I ask, how is it right to ask?

Ein worried about this, but decides to be honest with him first.

"I will ask you. What does His Highness, who draws honorable blood, want to ask this woman?

Ain asks the head with a gentle look on his face.

"- The first is, do organisms that are not demons sometimes have demonic stones that are not commensurate with their bodies? That is."

"... I see. It's not calm."

The chief heard Ain's words, changed from a gentle look, and opened his eyes seriously.

"I just have a little idea. -... Speaking of which, what the hell is with the other question?

"The other one, right? I want you to tell me about the name Wernstein."

For a moment, the long expression solidified in the words spoken with Ain's unparalleled expression.

But it's a real instant thing, and I immediately get a tender look.

"Yeah, you mean Mr. Christina. She was shy, but she was a hard worker for a long time..."

- You know that.

Ain't missed a moment of transformation, he decides to gamble cama or change the question.

Choose a word to determine its content so that it doesn't leak information even if it was a mistake, and visit it again with a mouthful of it.

"You change the way you say it. What is the relationship between the name Wernstein, which was inscribed in front of the grave (...), and Chris?

I don't say what grave it is.

If this were a mistake, there would be no problem listening.

Then the chief who heard it stares at Ain as if he had given up.

"... you went to the Royal Cemetery in the former King's Capital (...)"

Old King Du.

That's the first word Ain't heard, but that would mean the Old Demon King's Land.

The history of Ishtarika, which no one knows… it was included in the chief's words.