Lynne's journey to her hometown begins at a point where she heads upstream along a river that flows near the King's Capital, rerouting to one of the tributaries along the way and further up.
Eventually we began to see the beautiful mountains that received the snow, and where it was approaching, we left the river, and now we proceeded through the woods.
What I've learned from my journey in the meantime
-Lynne's bow skill is amazing
-Lynne's Survival Technique Seriously Excellent
- My sister's cooking skills are amazing.
-Sister's Hazard Detection Seriously Excellent
- It's not even for me.
Five points.
Anyway, Lynne's bow arm is amazing. With my vision of 0.9 (before the pull), of course, even my sister, who prides herself on 2.0, shoots off a distant bird she can't see in 100 shots, and the big sea lions and boars knock down the steeple in one blow. And the hassle of dismantling the prey and turning it into meat is enough to forget it's gross and fall in love.
One time, he defeated the great warcraft that attacked him after his sister's danger detection, striking all three shots of the bow in the brow.
I checked it out.
King Yvoy boar Warcraft, 57 Skill: Advanced LV4 Status: Death Status: Mutated and Huge Yvoy boar
And out. Apparently the items are the same in humans and animals.
I wondered just how giant a medium-sized truck was when Lynne started dismantling it with one knife, but quickly cut out about 10 kilos of meat chunks.
"It's the best part. It's cold weather, so I'll take more."
When they turned a happy smile with their hands full of blood, they pulled it off a bit at the same time they thought it was reliable. You're not used to this world yet......
My sister was also threatened during the demolition, but if it turned out to be a familiar meat, it seemed to be nothing, and she handily cooked it and made it a delicious dish. It was the first moment I thought you might be more familiar with my sister than I am.
The giant fangs (Kiva), which are also above my height, were so heavy that they seemed worthwhile but could not be lifted by themselves, I decided to hide them nearby for now and carry them later if possible.
Lynne, they say it's supposed to be something that five or six people get together to carry. The Earth's weight conversion is likely to have 100 kilograms, and if we were to adopt the theory of half gravity, the original weight would be 200 kilograms. That's two bottles, so it was a struggle just to drag them and hide them.
They say the forest animals eat the large quantities of meat left. It's called the food chain.
Lynne picks up other edible weeds, mushrooms, fruits, etc., so she has little hands on the preserved foods she buys in. So much so that the seasoning might have been enough.
The camp I was worried about at first was also unexpectedly comfortable as Lynne would cut off the branches and twigs (twigs) of a tree with a single knife and make a simple bedding with a roof in no time. That's right, the forest is the only home I can really rely on, and I'm livid myself.
Mr. Reina recommended that the tent be a poncho for one when split, so it was a complete system of peace of mind on rainy days.
Even the ingredients my sister sees for the first time give me a taste and make a delicious dish. I think you can eat with it when you open your shop in Wang Du.
It should be noted that when I placed an order on the steak of chica meat saying 'I might prefer a little more rare', the chica meat that didn't put enough through the fire could cause illness or something, and my sister and Lynne were pissed off because of the two leaves. It seems to be the same as pork. Anyway, Lynne, Kaori knew that a lot.
That happened, but as a whole, it was such a comfortable journey that I thought it would be okay to continue living like this.
Walking in the woods, I ask Lynne.
"How did Lynne work at the inn? If you could do so much, I don't know how to say it, but it would have been a party of adventurers exploring the woods, escorting caravans, and there was a demand for something more appropriate.
"... because people don't consider individual characteristics or anything when buying elf slaves. They just compete (because of it) in turn and are bought out in turn. If it were to be considered, would there be small people in the mines and solid people in the farms with their bodies?"
Lynne keeps talking with sad eyes.
"The people who were brought together from my village were also bought into the mines by those who had the skills to weave and sew cloth to the Chamber of Commerce, by those who had the skills to work in woodwork to the farm and by those who were good at formulating medicinal herbs. They are not given the opportunity to utilize their skills, and if they speak out to complain about something, they are beaten with a whip (munching) that they are busy with the elves, and are used for loading and manual labor. That's what Elves are for people. Perhaps you've never even thought about having personality in every elf."
... I guess what Lynne says is never a lie or an exaggeration. Because Lynne, who was good at hunting and collecting and quickly made a lot of money if she harnessed her abilities, was that treatment.
We could have been helped by that, but it was a terrible story...
Day nine noon after I started my journey. We got to a place a day ahead of schedule where it was Lynne's hometown.
It was a village almost integrated with the forest, dotted with cabin-sized small houses, as it leaned against wooded trees.
The building has decayed over the course of nearly 20 years and is also integrated in the sense that it is about to be swallowed by the forest.
But although there is only one house with signs of burning, most houses did not feel destroyed in battle just because they were old.
Speaking of which, how did Lynne get caught when she was so good with her bow and so light?
When I asked reluctantly, he spoke with a sad ear.
"He was attacked by accident and taken hostage by the children who were playing outside the village. We couldn't all resist satisfactorily because of it, and we became captured."
Oh I see. Then I'm convinced...
Walk through the village with cleanliness in your chest. A few peeks into the house left traces that people did live here, like cooking grounds, cookware, dishes and accessories, and my heart was strangled.
"This is where I lived."
The little house that Lynne led me to still retained the prototype, although the (tsuta) was involved.
A space about the size of an octatami with a cooking area. He said he lived here with Lynne and her mother.
"... that, what about your sister?
"My sister lived with her other mother."
I don't know what it means for a moment and I'm confused, but speaking of which, I recall hearing before that the elves are only women and that women make children with each other.
I see. Because there are two mothers and they can have two children at the same time, it's better to have a sister first.
He tells me he's nostalgic because he's almost like a twin, so he's always grown up with me since I was a kid.
Lynne was talking about her memories, stroking the torn walls everywhere, picking up pieces of broken dishes and staring at them. The walls had faded calendars, which stopped in August 399 on the continental calendar, with X written up to 21 places. I'm sure that's the last day this village was at peace. I guess it's the last day that Lynne and her family were able to live laughing......
My sister, who was bright and healthy on the road, is gripping my sleeve and leaning sadly.
I was attacked by unspeakable sadness and watched Lynne, who picked up pieces of scattered pottery one by one, just shut up...
17 Nov 418 Continental Calendar
0% Continental Unification Progress at the moment
Asset holdings 549,200 astr
Distributed Lynne: Elf's Bow Rhina: Adventurer (Three Months Exclusive Escort Contract Until February 6)