Mouthless, that means...
"Somewhere, is that bad?
If we talk about Mount Granny's abandonment in a previous life, we usually talk about slacking, cutting it off from something that doesn't make us a workforce.
That's how we match food supply with food consumption and make the whole thing survive.
In previous life and in this life, if it becomes famine, it will reduce it from the elderly and the sick, and it will survive something healthy and livestock......
Mr. Dinellind in front of me looks very healthy, although he is slightly pale.
"No, I'm not."
"To?"
"Will, that's not elf thinking."
Mr. Dinellind nodded when Menel said so with a crease between his eyebrows.
"Right. Exactly."
"……… What do you mean?
Hey, it's a simple story, Menel said, looking complicated.
"The noble elves (...), do not abandon the weak (...)"
It was a voice with certainty.
"No matter how much I shouldn't live, there's no way an elf would dump an old man or a sick man.
From what I've seen, it's a completely isolated settlement full of danger zones. "
All the rivers and muddy wetlands stretch around.
"Whenever food goes down, people who can move and fight volunteer, and you're on your way out voluntarily.
... best if you can escape to any aspect and reach people and call for rescue. If you don't, you'll lose your mouth. "
No, Menel said.
"You're right, you're right. - I mean, aren't you stupid enough to kick out the weak or something?
Mr Dinellind said so with a true face.
What is weak is protected, what is strong is what grinds itself first.
I said that very naturally. No signs of fanaticism or blind faith, really everywhere, in a natural way.
"It's an elf to make……………………."
"What's that? Are you complimenting me? Are you demeaning me?
"I'm praising you, I'm praising you"
Menel's gaze was like staring at something dazzling.
…………
Elves are proud.
Yes, I've heard it many times. That's what everyone said with their mouths together.
I see, here's the thing.
"……… Elves are the same."
Mr. Gerreyes shrugged.
An ancient wound on his face was distorted by the end of his mouth connecting.
Then, after a few detailed conversations, I cut the story out again.
"Mr. Dinelind, could you show us to the settlement? Tell me the way to the mountains and I'll do everything I can."
"Deane's fine."
She was hit by Hydra and left untied. When she lifted her golden hair and came back around her neck,
"It's something you don't even wish for. That would help."
That's what I answered, I nodded.
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Then we proceeded to the ship for a while, and in the wetlands, we proceeded through a narrow tributary… It was about sundown, and we saw the forest.
But it wasn't a beautiful forest, as Mr. Gerreyes said.
Intense signs of death, like terminal patients invaded by a serious illness.
The trunks of the forest trees, by the way, spookily discolored, and from the powerless branches, half-brown and withered leaves hang.
Follow the stream, into the woods, and row in as you board the boat.
…………
Very thin, but I feel poisonous.
Murdered from all over, a fierce sign of life.
Everyone frowned.
Although I had expected it, it was clearly not in normal condition.
"That's terrible stuff."
"Yeah, it's actually terrible."
To Mr. Leistoff's forthright crush taking the rudder rod, Mr. Dine gave it back lightly.
"The forest is completely filthy, and year after year, it retreats to necrosis.
The beast is full of crazy temperaments, strange things.
Surrounded by mud, I don't even know where I can make contact with other decent forces.
Besides, the only landmark mountain is the Devil and the Dragon's Nest. "
Yes, the moment she shrugged.
From the western direction again, the roar of the dragon echoes.
Gaagaa and the strange birds flew around, and the strange beasts in the woods showed signs of shrinking in fear.
"... besides, lately, at that rate. Some people said it was over."
"This isn't just the effect of Abominations."
"Yeah, it's the evil dragon."
"…… of the evil dragon?
The dragon should be in the mountains. Why are you here?
"It's a tunnel that the Dwarves have stretched underground."
To the answer, Lu and Mr. Gerreyes, distorted their faces.
"We were neighbors, for better or worse, to the Elves of the Land of Flowers and the Dwarves of the Land of Candles.
There were lots of roads on the ground and underground. And the leaking dragon's temper passed through the tunnel and poured out of every part of the forest.
- And still, it keeps flowing. "
"That is……"
…………
"... never mind. I don't think you guys at Dwarf have anything to include. Just an explanation of the status quo. That's all."
Waving in a refreshing state, Mr. Dine continues to speak.
"The fairy's powers are diminishing around here, and the water, the air and the food are poisonous.
... the longer I live, the more I die from being hit by that accumulation. Many are already lying down and unable to move.
How long ago was Reishi's "Land of Flowers"? I'm not going to accept doom, I'm not going to lose my pride... but now I'm half dead. "
The ship moves on.
I can see some fences, I can see the houses.
Dirty, tired, dull white Asian houses.
Looking at the unfamiliar ship, a few elves show up.
"- So I never thought a brave man trying to fight evil dragons would come from outside."
I want to dream.
Various thoughts seeped into those words that Mr. Dine shrugged.
Until now, by the time we get here.
He was invaded by the disease, and a few people must have died.
Seeking contact with the outside world for shrinking forests and dwindling food, a few of them must have embarked on a journey without returning.
- Without a doubt, the people she knew must have been among them.
If only the evil dragon's problems were going faster and more exploratory hands were going on. Or could some have saved it?
As soon as I thought about the lack of weight - Mr. Dine fluttered and walked ahead of us in a motion that did not make her feel weighty, she turned to us.
Welcome to the Land of Flowers.
Right palm to left chest.
An old-fashioned greeting that gently pulls your legs and lowers your head.
- You're welcome, brave man.
The smile that floated was like a blooming flower.
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Then for a while, I panicked.
Mr. Dine's explanation of the situation was there, and I asked him to treat the seriously ill anyway.
- Is it good to expose weak compatriots to strangers who suddenly come?
The people who were the owners of the elf settlement also looked troubled, but even bowed their heads and asked me to treat them.
"Ho ho ho... a warrior with so much armor says that, ho ho ho ho. Don't embarrass me."
The elder of an old wounded, white-haired elf saw our weapons and gave us forgiveness.
Over and over again, he coughed badly.
"The cough. Let's cure it."
"Goho. Wait, who needs healing first, more than I do."
"I'll cure everything."
It's a matter of later or later.
I was going to heal from one end to the other from where I caught my eye.
"Don't be stupid. Treatment with prayer significantly sharpens strength, concentration. Yeah, a lot of people..."
"If it's a hundred or two, it's fine."
"Hiccup...... Huh!?
The faces inside the elves I was seeing together, including Mr. Dine, peeled a little.
"You can heal everything, you can heal it."
Pray as you say.
When I lay my eyes down gently, I concentrate deeply and ask for the help of the God of Lightning.
In the next moment, the blur and light were floating and the cough of the elders was gone.
More or less seconds later, the Elves turned, or were stunned.
Reach a deep prayer in one breath. It is a frontier that has been reached by nature, taught by Marie and repeated daily prayers.
Even the miracle-given clerics cannot find themselves in battle unless they repeat their workouts and be able to do so.
"- Please gather people with severe symptoms. Those who cannot be gathered will come out in turn."
I look around and say.
"It's okay. It all heals. - GraceFeel's, on the lights."
Placing his hands on his chest and telling him so, Mr. Elves nodded and moved out.
We decide to share in each of them and run to every part of the settlement.
... and by the time I healed everyone in the settlement, the sun was completely down.
"Ha..."
That's how I breathed outside the settlement in front of a stream of water that had been precipitated.
From the inside, I hear a faint sound of ease.
The debilitated, death-floor, even paralyzed hands and feet rose one after the other.
Everyone rejoiced in tears that their hands and feet would move once again, friends and acquaintances Whoever he may embrace and cheer, it is also the natural stream that brings food, drinks and instruments as they are, and the feast begins.
As my guest of honor, I was totally screwed up and drunk fruit liquor many times.
Mr. Gerreyes and Lu were talking to the Elves about something, and Mr. Leistov was quietly attached to the Elves' drinks.
Menel and others were totally pulled around by a drunk Mr. Dine to dance an unfamiliar dance in front of a bonfire.
It was a good night, with a thin cloudy sky and a moon.
…………
But - I put "Prayer for Poisoning" on myself and drain the alcohol out of my blood.
In this area, we don't know when it's going to be a fight.
Giving yourself up to alcohol altogether is an impossible consultation.
... and, uh, there was a feather.
Blinking his wings, a raven gathers in the twisted tree beside me.
Bright black feathers, some ominous red eyes.
- How was your trip?
The Undead Raven.
"Yeah, for now..."
Every time a raven talks, a warning of the God of Lightning rings in the back of his brain.
- I'm sorry, please calm down. God, I'm fine.
[Hahaha. You really are loved by GraceFeel.... Would you like me to love you too?
"Please joke. - So?"
Look at the crimson eyes.
... The black raven prefaced with a warning.
[If you're turning back, this is probably your last chance]
At the same time, the earth swayed.
I hear a roar, like a roar from the bottom of the earth.
- Wow, wow, wow, wow...
From the western mountains, I can hear a roar.
It sounds horrible, like it makes your soul eagle.
The roar ends, and the silence falls.
The pleasant sound of ease inside the elf also stopped frightened by the sound.
[Just say it again. - If you try, you'll die]
Red eyes stared at me like I was gonna shoot through.