Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

Doon, the tree hasn't even raised its voice yet. Early in the morning, I detected someone coming down the stairs.

The person sneaking footsteps to keep others awake comes down to the ground floor one by one.

Yuri, are you awake?

"Oops... not... good morning. Ergis............"

It was Elgis who came down.

Unlike Phyllia, who always sleeps until critical, she also seems strong in the morning.

"What's wrong?"

I thought you were here for a drink of water, but it doesn't look that way either.

... So what can I do for you?

"No, I thought it would be rude to wake you up so early in the morning... because there were only times I could talk about it without the rear about now.... Yuri, thank you for saving Filia."

Elgis lowers her head toward me.

I'm not sure what's suddenly happening.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't remember doing anything to Phyllia."

"I heard they helped me where I was lost. Besides... I didn't think that we would get another chance to talk to Leah after hurting Leah. I really appreciate it."

You hurt me……?

You mean the way he changed his attitude towards Phyllia at one time?

But I don't know.

Would Elgis, who seems to love her daughter so much, make her daughter cold, even though she has a reason to be a wind god?

"Why did you treat Phyllia cold? I heard your faith in the wind god is the cause, is that really all?

"I'm not that faithful.... I didn't have the courage to go inside."

Elgis leans over her lips.

"What do you mean?

"The faith of the Weather God is already weathered in this place. The one who still has a deep faith is about Master Inari. From generation to generation, the blood of the wind god is assumed to be the inner head. Its authority is immense, and anything that defies it… must not live in this"

I see you can read it.

"I mean, that was the order of the chief. That's why you ignored Phyllia."

"Exactly."

Is it not because he neglected Phyllia that Phyllia could no longer read the minds of Elgis and Phylla, but because he was closing his mind because of his guilt for Phyllia?

"Well, you're more important to yourself than your daughter."

Well, naturally.

The one who cares more about other people than himself has a screw off his head.

Think normally. You'll be at the top of your priorities. I'm just saying that so is Elgis.

But against my expectations, Elgis has disputed me.

"No! That's not..."

"You don't? Then why don't you defy the inner chief?

"You won't have a choice! If you turn your back, you could have killed your whole family! If you say this is bad, what the hell was I supposed to do!?

Ergis roughed up his voice.

Blood vessels appear on its white, thin arms.

"I didn't say it was bad. It's just - Phyllia was shaking her body and crying when she told me about her old trauma. That's all."

At the end of my words, the scene calms down.

Would it have upset me? But it's true, so I can't help it.

It is important to know the consequences of your own choices. Even if that wasn't the result you wanted.

Besides, Phyllia may be an important daughter to Elgis, but she's also an important partner to me.

There was no way that Phyllia could have thought about what she said crying.

Silence flows between us.

After a few minutes as it was, someone heard a footsteps coming down from the second floor.

"Good morning, Yuri. Oh, Elgis, you're early."

"Good morning."

It was Fira who came down from upstairs.

I realize that at some point I forgot to use a tribute to Elgis to the applause that greeted Fira.

Don't forget to salute me when I'm distracted because I just remembered.

"... a little, I'm going for a walk"

"? Okay."

Elgis went outside with the face she had in mind.

"... Yuri, did something happen with our husband?

"No, especially"

I gave that back to Fira, and while everyone was gathered at the table, I put my sperm on my muscles again.

"I'll take it."

Breakfast is served where everyone is.

By the way, what an elf eats is no different than a human. I eat meat and river fish normally.

"How about dinner today? I hope it fits your mouth."

"Delicious, sir."

"It's good."

"Oh well... not bad"

The atmosphere is bad. The sound of wooden dishes bumping into each other only echoes home.

Am I to blame for Ergis hitting it yesterday and turning things into quiet?

But whatever I say here, it just spreads the wound.

Although Fira managed to cheer up the table, it turned out to be somewhat painful.

"Mother, father. I have a favor to ask."

"Oh. What is it? Say anything! Hey, you."

"Ah, oh. Say anything."

Firia shakes the subject for the first time.

Feela seems happy that her daughter will change the atmosphere.

"I was kidnapped the other day."

"Kidnapped!? Are you all right!?

Phyllia nods back at Elgis, who raised her voice.

"Yes, it was fine this time. But there will always be that danger. Maybe the sinners will be after us."

"Sinner? What the hell is that?

"I'm talking about a major criminal who's wanted for life and death around the world…"

I supplement Phyllia's story.

I didn't know the same until a while ago. What do I say, but I can't believe I don't know sinners. There doesn't seem to be much interaction with the outside in here.

Feela is holding her mouth with her eyes open, either out of surprise at the size of the matter.

"I'm sorry to keep Yuri's luggage like this. I came back here to get the power to fight them."

"Leah, no way………………"

"I… have come to ask you to return my abilities, Wind God and Transparent."

Moments, magic is emitted from the Elgis.

The blade of wind shaped by magic broke the table apart.

"Leah! You can't say more than that!

"Yes, Leah! We can still make it now. You have to undo what you just said!

Elgis and Fira flatter Firia.

But that's not how it usually looks like you're angry. My voice was shaking thinly, as if I were afraid of something.

I get the impression that the cause might be a lump of mind outside the house.

"Hey, nice morning. Elgis, Fira, and Firia. I'm sorry to be in the middle of this mess."

The lump of mind looked at the elves.

He is wearing a white, long robe that is likely to reach the ground with a neat mid-twenties appearance in his ears that are longer than other elves.

Seeing three other people standing up and drooling instantly besides me, they seem to be quite powerful.

If so, is this the inner head?

"What is it? Dear Elft."

"No, what. I went out for a little walk and was just surprised because I heard some noisy wording. Well, I don't think I heard you wrong... Phyllia, could you say the words again to this old man?

That's how Elft turns to Phyllia.

His eyes are full of killing intentions. Phyllia, gazed at, freaked out her shoulder wide.

That's a bit of a killer that a regular person can't hold.

What does a guy with a head screw flying enough to kill like this do? Are you okay in here?

"Dear Elft! It's a mistake of some kind! My daughter is so proud of the wind god that she should make such a statement."

"Elgis. I am asking (...) Phyllia (...)"

Without distracting himself from Phyllia, Elft overtook Elgis' words.

Phyllia doesn't look away either. He's been holding my hand.

The hand is shaking small.

I hold that hand back cold all the time.

It's okay, Phyllia has grown once and twice since she acted with me. No matter how awesome the killing of such a young builder is, Firia doesn't bend her thoughts.

Feelia looked at Chirali and my face with her silver eyes, and then glanced back at Elft again.

"I'll tell you as many times as I can. Give me back my abilities."

Phyllia's hands weren't trembling anymore.

"Leah!"

"Leah! Oh, my God!

"Right.... you rash in the outside world. You and others are no longer part of this god of wind. Get him out of here now. I will never set foot in this land again."

Elft told him to throw it away and distracted himself from Phyllia.

It is conveyed by voice and action that Elft no longer sees Phyllia as a compatriot inside.

Is it so important to this inner realm, at least to Elft, that it is a wind god?

"E, Dear Elft, do something there! He's our only child."

"What is it? Feela, do you despise the god of the wind?

"Yes, no..."

Elft creates a wrinkle between his brows.

That's all Fira couldn't argue with.

"Come on, get out of here -!? What the hell is going on!

Suddenly, Elft jumps out of the house.

I'll explore the surroundings with something, but I can't feel anything unusual.

"Is something wrong?

"Understand -!? Something is coming!

"Something? … I see, this is"

I finally felt it, too.

There is an unusually dense air - probably magic - nearly a hundred meters away from here.

Besides, it's getting a little closer to the inside. Quite a strong man.

I won't even take a pull from the demon before me. This is... the villager who stopped by on the road said he was a sinner and he doesn't seem to be wrong.

"I'm going. Feelia, evacuate the two of them."

Saying so, I jumped out of the house.

"Run this way! Hurry or we'll have enemies!

Outside the house, the elves were beginning their evacuation.

I run against the flow in the crowd.

When I caught up with Elft, my chunk of chi stood directly in front of me.

"Nice to meet you, pagans."

That's what a long-sleeved man in a mask said.

Bad taste mask.

The mask with the expression of human suffering is stained bright red.

Think from the smell that drifts, the dye is definitely blood.

"What are you?"

Elft asks the masked man.

"I don't know if I can tell by an elf who likes such a despicable place, but let's just introduce ourselves. One follower of the Dark God, Midgely Mozily. It also seems to be called the" mad side "in the alley."

"I don't know. What does it look like in here?"

"Yeah? It would be decided. I've come to slaughter pagans. Especially you, inner length Elft. Let's purify that obnoxious blood stained with cults. And then there's the proper Elf Massacre Games. Meaningless and worthless killing is the doctrine of darkness."

"Let it be soaked, young man. You insulted the god of the wind.... you don't think you'll be safe. Soon your life will be lost."

The two sharp eyes intersect and the air tends.... Hey, don't make me look bad.