Fourteen.

Silan's personal problems finally saw a real solution.

But this isn't all over.

Leah and the others have seen Silan's arm fall.

No way, you're going back as if nothing happened.

Or so, I can't think of a lie that can be said well.

Even if I thought of it, we're not crooks.

Perhaps you'll be in an attitude.

Then you just lose faith in the prank.

We've already reached a point where we can't delude ourselves.

I decided that we should talk here.

However, in order to speak on Silan's body, I also needed to touch upon my own circumstances, the lord of her convenience as a relative.

In my previous interactions, I recognize Leah and the others as trustworthy people.

But whether or not you could accept our existence was another dimension of the problem.

"I'm sorry. Because of me..."

"Don't worry about that. Anyway, it's the way we had to go."

And I comforted Silan, who showed me how he had fainted.

To be honest, there is something about it that I did want a little more time.

Because I don't think Leah and I have a very good relationship yet.

But I couldn't help but say that now more than this has happened.

"But, sir. As the worst case scenario really, isn't there any chance you could point a sword at it?

In a cautious tone, Lily asks.

I answered as I thanked her for daring to say nasty things.

"For once, too, I considered it. but there won't be a problem. You can't do anything about us with the power of Pioneering Village."

"Well, yeah."

There will be some tough spirits, but no real harm.

"It would be a shame there because if you were rejected, you wouldn't be able to stay in Silan's hometown. Then let's get out of here."

Of course, I've never crossed without.

When we were ready, we returned to where we had been.

The state of the elves awaiting their return was varied.

Mr. Leah looked visibly emotionally unstable.

Somehow, there was a danger that I was going to scream out now.

This still seemed to calm down, and it seemed terrible to mess up right after Silan popped out.

First, after Robbia held him down in the exercise of his strength, he was asked that Mr. Kato did everything in his power to calm him down.

For both of us, all I could say was thank you.

Compared to Mr. Leah, Helena still seemed calmer.

She had a hard look and stared at me.

And Kay blasted his emotions as he rushed over to Silan first.

"Sister! Sister!

She rejoiced at Silan's return, cried, angry, and finally held him tight.

"Good, sister..."

"... sorry, Kay"

Siran, who had avoided contact with Kay these days, didn't just try to avoid it this time either.

The hunger has been quenched, which may have given us some leeway.

I wish this touch would have a good effect on Silan's mind... while I shifted my eyes away from the two of them.

I can't see them forever.

I had something to do.

"Excuse me, Mr. Leah. And Helena. Can I have a moment, please?

I decided to set up a place to talk to Mr. Leah and the others.

By the way, Silan's not in on this.

She herself said she would join, but I told her to rest.

A lot's happened, and she's mentally tired right now.

It is quite a psychological burden to speak with one's mouth about one's body and how things go, and I cannot read the reactions of Mr. Leah and the others.

Even considering the negative impact of the mental aspect on the body of the undead, you should rest here.

On the road until I got back here, it was worth it to say so, and Silan honestly followed my word.

After Kay accompanied me and pulled Silan into the car, I turned to Mr. Leah and Helena and started talking.

About myself. About the lilies. And about Silan.

I thought we were going to talk somewhere, so there's no starvation.

Naturally, the two elves who listened showed surprise.

Is it more accurate that you don't believe it?

In their common sense, there is no notion of their ability to lead monsters.

Also, one of the tragic performances held in the theatre of the King's Capital, a gaga featuring a former king, is what makes an undead monster rational.

Nevertheless, I couldn't help but believe it when I saw Gabella coming out of the car.

Along the way, although there were occasions when Mr. Leah lost his hips or was about to lose his mind, he was able to make him talk to the end.

"… so"

"I understand what you're saying."

When he finished listening, Mr. Leah held his forehead and leaned down.

"… but please wait a moment"

Breathing is shallow.

It looked confusing.

"Lord Takahiro is capable of leading monsters... Lord Lily and his family monsters... Silan's body belongs to the Undead Monster... you think that was the reason for the accident earlier? No way, that's..."

They've totally exceeded the tolerances.

The blue-white face was as if it were her own undead.

Most importantly, this would be the normal reaction.

Cases like Mr. Commander are the exception.

Should I put aside some time for this?

I don't know if the passage of time will work better or have a negative impact, but as it is, Mr. Leah could fall.

And, as I began to worry, my voice rose.

"Grandma."

It was Helena who broke the silence.

"Was it a lie that Silan said he was happy to be back safely?

It was a strong voice of will.

To be honest, I didn't anticipate these reactions.

Surprised me elsewhere, Helena continued.

"Whatever it is, it's true that Silan's back, isn't it?

I hear Helena's not so upset when she hears me.

At least, after accepting the situation, he seemed to be spinning words.

"Um, undead or something? I'm surprised... it doesn't matter."

I run out of words.

There, a firm will was felt, not merely left to momentum.

"Helena......"

Mr. Leah lost his word, as if he had even been watered from his head.

Helena keeps staring at such a grandmother with an angry face.

That's a few seconds.

There was a slight grin on Mr. Leah's face.

"Yes... yes, you are. Sure, you're right."

Say it in a slow tone so as to ascertain the meaning of the word.

After a while, Mr. Leah breathed heavily.

"Oh, I knew I couldn't. When this happens, I don't know what to do."

Shaking her neck to the side, Mr. Leah turned to me.

Her complexion was still bad, but she was no longer swaying in her gaze.

"Helena is right. Where it belonged to the Undead Monster, Silan is Silan, and whether you are the Lord of the Monster or not, Takahiro is Takahiro. Nothing changes."

"When it comes to…"

"Yeah, my husband was right last night."

Mr. Leah let him snort.

"I owe you for helping the village, and I don't care if you help Silan. In the first place, it was the greatly gracious Royal Akel who invited Takahiro to Akel. Whatever the circumstances may be in Lord Takahiro, we have said that we will accept you. There is no lie in that word."

That's all I said, Mr. Leah smiled zero bitterness.

"I can't take care of you because I told you that earlier."

"No, because I understand my situation, too."

"If you say so, I'd appreciate it"

Mr. Leah grinned, turning his expression into something serious there.

Correct your residence and open your mouth.

"In the Tree Sea, nothing is more important than the existence of trustworthy allies. If you mistakenly identify it, one of the settlements will perish easily."

The words had their weight as human beings in the house of the chief who kept the village.

"It was something we had heard beforehand that Takahiro had some unfortunate circumstances and that might be unacceptable to us. In time, we decided to accept the Takahiro. If you had a husband here, you would have made the same decision."

There is no stray in the spinning word.

The elves who live in the tree sea are simple, courteous, and affectionate.

I knew that fact again.

Mr. Leah bowed his head deeply.

"Thank you for your continued support"