Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

"Well, that's true. By and large, I have been a little wary of the signs of the use of powerful magic here. We're not each other."

Alhildis laughs when he says so sayingly.

This word is just a little surprising because I had felt an innocent and out-of-the-box vibe for her from earlier.

Just a little bit, because she is still an elf, so having that kind of old-fashioned is rather normal.

Extremely young...... even if it is the appearance that one can only see around the age of ten if one is a person, the spirit is not known for decades or hundreds of years of life.

With age so far apart, that spirit would no longer be an exaggeration to say another organism from our point of view.

... In fact, I'm another creature.

Me, Lorraine, Alhildis, all three of them are of a different race. Something funny.

but I can't tell you that, so I keep talking to you with an unfamiliar face.

"Don't help me if you say so. Whoa, introduce yourself. My name is Lorraine Vivier. He is a scholar and adventurer mage. So, this way..."

"It's Lent. I'm an adventurer, too. I use my sword mostly."

How to fight is a form when you name an adventurer.

I know Alhildis at the time he showed me his Adventurer ID.

Sorcerer, it said once, but at the point of using holy chi, it would be said to be superficial.

Doesn't make much sense.

It's not just magic or swordsmanship that I did or Lorraine did.

It's about time the two adventurers presented their badges, but I can't tell the depth from what it says.

After all, it's a one-off ID.

"Hmm, to Lorraine, Lent? Let's remember... oh, it's not about me, is it, Alhildis? I'd like you to call me Hilde or Hildy..."

That's what Alhildis said, so me and Lorraine looked at each other,

"... then let's call it Hilde, The language..."

Where Hilde is an elf, his age is probably far above ours.

What I was saying just now...... the old adventurers, even from the dialogue I said, it's obvious.

I can't believe everyone was carrying holy water, because that's our grandfather and grandmother's time.

I mean, I guess Lorraine wondered if I could fulfill this language to someone that old.

Hilde, however,

"I don't care if it stays that way. More or less, you treat me too old. As you can see, you're pretty young for your age, me."

Young, on the other hand, young, but I have no idea how to see the difference between the actual and apparent age of an elf.

Lorraine looked me in the eye wondering if she could tell, but it says there that I'm not sure either.

Well, but he says he's young, and I guess he's young. Probably.

With such consciousness, Lorraine nodded, but did not touch the neighborhood where youth was.

"So shall we go like adventurers with words like this? So... Hilde. Why are you here?

I have to fight depending on the answers, but I was honest to say that I wanted to forgive you for talking so much about it and it would come to that.

In the first place, I'm kidding, but I'm absolutely strong.

So it's gold, and it could be comparable to or more than Niv.

Elves are long-lived, but are therefore rarely good at a variety of techniques, as well as race-specific spiritual witchcraft.

It's a pain in the ass when you turn to your enemies.

Lorraine wants to hear the purpose for now and gain peace of mind.

I agree again.

Knowing or not our hearts like that, Hilde still has an unholy tone,

"Oh yeah. It's a long story... let's talk about it later. I'm an adventurer based in Wangdu, but I got a request the other day. The content of the request was the crusade of the immortals (undead) who nest there in order to rebuild the village of Traka. I did that earlier... I knocked out my best balls, but there were a lot of rotten walks (zombies) and I leaked some... that's what came this way, so... I'm so sorry about this..."

say.

Traka Village, is the name of a village that was around here that said to have perished decades ago.

I know because I've heard it from adults in my hometown.

Looks like Lorraine found out in the story that she did, too.

I also feel that Hilde doesn't seem to be lying because he knew a relatively accurate age earlier that the village of Traka perished about forty years ago.

By and large, this neighborhood is rural in the first place.

It's also big to say that I can't think of any other reason to come all the way out here and do something.

"It doesn't matter if the tip-off came this way. You've already defeated him. Not me, but Lorraine."

If I say so, so does Lorraine.

"I don't mind either. That's not a big deal..."

Well, it wouldn't have accumulated from the passengers sleeping in the carriage right now, but even if it weren't for me and Lorraine, they would have cleaned up enough around you.

I might have been hurt, and I wouldn't have been able to purify it.

But it's a story I can't help but say that I have no choice because it's only natural that I have to be that prepared to go down the street.

"Still, were you there besides walking rotten meat (zombies)? What did my best friend say?"

To Lorraine's question, Hilde said,

"Oh, there he is. Rotten Soldiers (Zombie Soldiers) come together. Probably a hunter or something in that village. They're dead, and their lifetime skills are swinging. He had a good bow, but he wasn't a strong enemy... and that's fine. That's not where I come from. And the lords?

I'll answer this question.

"We're not a request or anything. Just going back inside."

"I see. That doesn't mean you're on your way to some village in the carriage you see there. But with both men and women, are you husband and wife or in love?

Hilde said that a little funny, so I immediately,

"No, it's not. There are a lot of circumstances..."

When I say, Lorraine takes it over,

"I told you I was a scholar earlier, right? This guy's hometown looks interesting, so I thought I'd go check it out with him."

and make a statement that is not a lie but subtly removed.

But this seems surprisingly understandable to Hilde,

"Sure, there can be past ruins and such in these untouched areas, because it can be interesting to gather folklore and such. Hmm, I see what your lords are after. So, let's get down to business..."

While we talked a lot, I thought both Lorraine and I would eventually lose the smoke, but from this narrative, I guess it seems impossible.

Hilde said.

"How did you purify this ash? Besides, this growing plant... If possible, would you be happy to tell me why?