After breaking the collars of the Elves, including Sulkto's sister, Smikto, and giving Shella my blood as a reward (a broom), we return to our original place once with Shella.
Since it is unnatural that only the appearance of the elves has disappeared in the midst of being turned into a decoy, I borrowed some livestock over the food on the road (yes shudder) and brought in some chains (crunchy) and broken collars that I had removed for disguise, and had Shella bite me back into the figure of a dragon.
... That's just the enchanted dragon, with one blow the iron chain is chewed (chiseled) and the collar is also crushed and fragmented.
If you let the wreckage spit out and sprinkle the blood of the cattle that disintegrated into edible use from above, the scene of the tragedy in which the wretched elves were attacked by the dragon will be complete.
This would be fine with Mr. Elves gone, and at best there would be enough rumors (rumors) circulating that 'dragons prefer elves to livestock'.
If such rumors spread, I was worried for a moment that the other elves would be used for sacrifices against the dragon, but when I thought about it, something similar had already been done, so I had no problem with it.
We're doing something about the status quo.
By the way, the task of throwing chains and collars where the dragon figure Shella opened her mouth seemed just horrible, even with her consent, and me and my sister did it.
Big fangs are about my height in one piece, and I know how you feel because you're not half as powerful anyway.
My sister didn't hesitate to throw in the pointy.
Finish the treatment in the field like that for now. Ask Shella to fly away at night and return to her original assignment, and we'll go back to Mr. Elf and rest.
And the next morning.I asked him to take the carriage off the road to Wangdu and turn it towards the Great Forest...
The Great Forest is the eastern part of the continent. It is a native forest that extends over a vast area within the territory of the Kingdom of Daphra.
In addition to being the home of Mr. Mori Elves, there are many other beasts and warcraft, and it is a place where humans have little access except for some adventurers.
Locally it is spread with Don in the central part of the Daphra kingdom, so they have lifted plans to pave the way to traverse and traverse many times in the past, but they have all been thwarted (dull) because it is too dangerous, and the Daphra kingdom is dominated by donut-shaped people around the Great Forest, and the communication between East, West and North and South seems to be very poor.
We were on our way from the west to Zarut, the king's capital, through the northern rim.
A little off the road to the Wang capital, you'll see a pretty big river ahead of you.
Beyond that river is a dense forest with a depressed (uh-huh) dark jungle, which is apparently the outer periphery of the great dense forest.
Parking a carriage on this side of the river to get off, Mr. Smict, born of the Great Forest, shines his eyes, even tears, looking at his hometown, but the others, Mr. Mountain Elf, as well as even the ranch-born forest Elves, are just looking a little threatened.
For those of them who have been kept by humans as slaves since their birth and spent time being used by humans, I guess the first big dense forest they see, even in their original homeland, will be pictured somewhere horrible.
But when I think of Mr. Mountain Elves, I'm not worried because I was surprisingly familiar with his instincts as an elf after a while.
The question is whether Mr Smict alone can take care of the other 29.
"Mr. Smict. We have a lot to talk about your sister, but we have to hurry to the King's Capital. I'll ask you again someday, so can we bring these 29 people here until then?
In my words, Mr. Smith looks at this one as surprised.
"Does that... mean you're going to let us go?
"Yes, yes, I made a promise to your sister. When you free all the elves who are enslaved to man.... It's still far from everyone."
Mr. Smict was flabbergasted, as if he couldn't believe what I said, but uttered words as if they were slightly more distracted.
"Yoichi... Wasn't it? What happened between you and your sister?
"It's... it's longer when you talk, so take your time another time. This is the only tool I can give you right now, can you handle this?
Place the baggage you prepared during yesterday in front of Mr. Smict.
There are three common bows used in the military, and 30 arrows. Five swords.
In addition to that, there must have been five arrows with a black crystal stone (kokoshio shiki) that the preceding Lynne left with care and a spare for herself, a black crystal stone knife.
And there's one black crystal stone knife provided by my sister and three needles for sewing. And then there's the thread and one sturdy, big cloth with the front (mollusc) off the carriage. Everything else is medication provided by the pharmacist.
This is all I could extract (chiu shu) because I only have minimal baggage to make it lighter.
The sword may not be used instead of a knife or a knife.
It's made of iron that Mr. Elf doesn't like, but I want you to manage to be patient there.
The reason Mr. Elf doesn't like metal is because he vandalizes nature in mining and burns tons of trees into refining to vandalize the forest, so it shouldn't mean he can't use it due to physical problems or anything.
... Mr. Smict also used to use a black-crystal stone knife when he was in the Great Forest.
Lynne left it for me. I held it in my nostalgia and stroked it in the sunlight or with my fingertips, but when I speak, she replies like she panicked.
"- Oh, yes. Uh... I'm fine. With this much help, you can live in a forest that's dense enough."
Sounds so happy, but I feel a little too instant.
"... are you sure you're okay? The other elves were born under human control and must have never been in a dense forest. Mr. Smith, can you feed everyone by yourself?
To my words, Mr. Smict turned his attention to the other elves like a hack.
I guess I'm confused without knowing the situation. The elves who turn their anxious eyes to me and Mr. Smict are the ones who were born to be human slaves and who have been slaves to this day.
First of all, you definitely can't read or write letters, and you won't know anything about plants that grow in dense forests or about animals that live in them. On the contrary, you should know nothing but what you were being made a slave of and what was around you very narrowly.
Something tells me that when I drank the soup my sister made me last night at a meal, more than half of them had meat for the first time.
I guess Mr. Smict came to that fact, too. I've been thinking about it for a while, but eventually I speak out powerfully.
"I can.... No, I'll let you try. At least I promise you I'll be happier and richer than I was when I was used as a slave by people."
That's what I'm gonna say. I'm gonna stare into my eyes, and I'm gonna observe Mr. Smith.
".................. yeah, I get it. Well, thank you. And then there are two other sheep brought from there, so bring this too.... Ah, how do we cross the river?
Somehow, somehow, but with my feeling that I've been dealing with people quite a bit since I came into this world, I felt like I was okay with letting it.
And the river lying in front of you is not fast flowing, but it seems quite wide and deep. Naturally the bridge is not crossed.
"Let me put together a raft."
That's what Mr. Smict says. No, he jumps into the river with a black crystal stone knife in his mouth.
The clothes you're wearing are terrible, torn and rubbed off everywhere, about the same as a swimsuit with a lot of cloth area, but still would be completely different from how easy it is to swim.
A little worried, Mr. Smict quickly crossed the river with a brilliant swim, disappearing into the dense forest.
I look around to see if there's anything I can do, but unlike across the shore, this is a meadow area with sparse trees, and I don't see any ingredients that could make a raft.
However, I will use this time to explain what will happen to the remaining elves.
Having Mr. Smict and I live in the thick woods for a while.
In the future, perhaps we will create a base at the border with the human realm for the Elves returning to the Great Forest.
Mountain Elves will explain that they will send it to the Great Forest in the north one day, depending on their wishes.
Minimum use of swords and knives from Mr. Rhina at the same time. My sister tells me how to sew, and I'm going to improve my ability to live a little bit.
It was surprisingly early, about an hour later, that Mr. Smict, who carried a large raft with him, showed up on the opposite shore...
Continental calendar, August 8, 426.
36.2% Continental Unity Progress at the moment (Owned by Parklen Mine - Owns the Great Forest Zone of the former Kingdom of Markham and the former Idra Empire - Owns the Great Wetlands Zone of the former Kingdom of Siddhar - Strong influence over the Kingdom of Parklen, which dominates the western half of the continent - Secures land for orphans (Koji) in the eastern part of the former Kingdom of Siddhar)
832,548 total emancipated elves
Breakdown 159,019 people in mines 532,879 people in 4603 villages in the Great Forest Elves 139,596 marsh elves (some in turn migrating to the Great Wetlands) in protection at the Listella Chamber of Commerce 24,148 orphans
Asset holdings 21,140.1 million
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Lynne (Elf Archer)
Linea (Class B Adventurer)
Lena (Elf's Textile Artisan)
Ceres (Elf's Woodworker)
Listella (hired chairman of the Chamber of Commerce)
Lucrea (Elf's Pharmacist)
Nina (next king candidate)
Eina (King of the Kingdom of Parklen)
Kutl (Fairy)
Shella (Enchanted Dragon)