The village of the Mouse Fairy is vast. There will be more than a hundred houses. People didn't seem to visit and they were scared, they were all hiding in the house.

From time to time, a curious child peered into us through the window and saw us hide sassy when his eyes met.

Rat fairy...... what an adorable fairy you are. It is very different from some foodie fairy. Speaking of which, I left the album in my bag. Also, is he asleep?

When I opened the bag, I saw the album eating the cookies.

My personal belongings are all over the place with cookies.

"Hey, Album! Cookies are all over the bag."

"Atode, Beautini, Citeocuyoo"

I closed my bag and decided not to look.

This is the village chief's house.

"Wow...!

A three-story castle hall with a spire protruded stood on a small raised hill just ahead of us through the woods. It seems like there is a lot of season in it, with an entanglement in it.

"Mr. Murakami's house, it's quite splendid."

"Oh, not that way, but this is the village chief's house"

The rat pointed his finger at a lovely bungalow house. It is the same size as the private houses around it.

"The castle over there serves as the bureau. Originally, the lord lived there."

"The bureau! Oh, yeah!

He seems to be running an administration that is no different from humans when it comes to fairies, such as the Tax Division to the Residents Division, the Civil Engineering Division to the Trusteeship Division, and PR to the Water Authority. That's right, it's the only fairy clan whose right to autonomy has been recognized by the state.

"Well, we'll talk to the village chief first."

"Thank you"

Five minutes later, the rat and the village chief appeared, and the gray-bearded grandfather rat came.

"Oh, you are, Master Siel's...?

Looking back at Mr. Lion. I was out a step back and returning the words "yes".

"Master Siel, stay inside. But..."

"Something happened?

"In fact, it would be quicker to see"

Mr. Rat opens the door. It's a house as tall as mine, so I'll have to crouch in.

First, Mr. Lion went inside. Next, he thinks he's Captain Ludtink, waves his hand into me.

"I'm good. Because maybe it seems like a vicious person has broken into the house"

"Right."

Captain Ludtink said, "Shit!" and stare at me. I said it myself, how can I be in a bad mood? I have no idea.

That's why it was up to Mr. Lion and I, Merv, to make an internal confirmation.

Stand back and speak "Grandpa Shima ~ Su" in a small voice.

Inside, there was a round table on a floral carpet with a small tea set on top of it. There were also rat fairies like the village chief's wife.

"Hi, excuse me."

"Go ahead. I'm teasing you."

Master Ciel is not in the living room. Looks like he's in the back room.

When I opened the door, there were about six bedrooms lined up. On all of its sleeping quarters lies Master Siel in full body armor. It's a bedroom for rat fairies, so it's very small. In six minutes, I guess it's the size of finally sleeping alone.

"What's up, grandfather? Are you sick?

My feet were pointed near the door, so I circled over to my face.

There's a comerve that makes the leaves soggy and - sleeping sire.

"Ah -!!"

Oh, my God, I'm surprised Master Siel was off the hook. For the first time, I saw your face.

A tightly knotted mouth with gray hair, wrinkled eyes, and a creased, upward-facing beard.

As I imagined, Master Siel was a sinister uncle. When I was younger, I would have been cool with sawdust. I felt the shadow.

"Um, Comerve, what's wrong with Master Ciel?

"Ah... Meru..."

Comerv stays stubborn and doesn't try to talk. It seems awful, debilitating or not energetic.

Merv climbed onto the bunk and spoke to Comerv.

"Comerve?"

"Merv!?

A leafy, radical creature meets.

When Merv pounded Comerv's back with a pom, the luster returned to the leaves that were moist.

"Are you okay?"

"Ugh, yeah...... thanks"

"Yea."

Speaking of which, there's no sign of Alita the Ant Fairy. Has it gone off?

Mr. Lion crouches in and asks Comerve what's going on.

"I'm sorry I'm tired. Comerve, what happened to your grandfather? What if you don't wake up all the time?

"... yeah"

Mr. Lion stood up softly and donned Master Siel's armor.

"Grandfather! Why are you asleep! Even if the dragon stomped on me, I can't believe my grandfather, who was kellogging, didn't wake up!

Seems like he was beating it with a lot of strength, but Master Siel doesn't wake up.

"Oh?"

Looks like Lieselotte noticed something.

"Leezelotte, what is it?

"Could this armor have had such a spell?

There was a small black letter floating in Master Siel's silver armor. It is like an ancient letter.

"Also, could it be, a curse, is it!?

The curse is basic, only the operator can break it. So I guess Comerv was depressed without the art of exchange.

"Dear Siel......!