The Peerless Kobold (WN)

Because there's a world tree there!

Zabaaaaah.

In the woods on the outskirts of Elfast, the king's capital, he bathes in water on the Kralsfrume River, which is drawn into the city, and ascends to the banks of the river. It's still dark around here, even more so if it's in the woods.

"Gah, Wolvan."

When you shudder with a blurb and get familiar after cutting off the water, you jump out of the small woods that would have been done along the river stream and run through the cultivated land, returning to the path you came from.

"Wof... (Wind...)"

Around the outer edge, entering Obsidian residential area, he flies high with a whirlwind wrapped around the legs of something unpopular in the early morning and stands on the roof of a nearby building.

The aim is a world tree surrounded by a royal castle, the heart of El Fast.

Why are you such a big tree?

(There will be no choice not to climb!!)

Because I chose the time period before dawn to worship the morning sun and because my sister would likely follow me with her if she was awake. In the unlikely event that I fall, which is the end of the wind, I can manipulate the rising airflow to slow down the fall rate... but it is difficult to take care of my sister.

Therefore, while his sister and companions mass-producing hairballs by rubbing a rub and body on the bed sheet were asleep, he got out of the rooms of Kotholi and Wang Jongxi Hall, and first he showered and sprinkled into a drowsiness awakening.

Well, if there were a long skinny cobolt that wouldn't always fail to be alert to its surroundings, that wouldn't have been the reason...

While thinking about it, the streets switched from simple buildings to futilely artistic objects held out by bronze elves, through which now the white magnetic streets with some aristocratic mansions, congresses and other large buildings emerge.

Running further through, we eventually saw the west gate of the royal castle, about 6 m high.

So once we check the guard's placement on the lookout, then we go down the street and make an instant storm of whirlwinds wrapped around our legs while gently aiding.

(Yikes!)

Hook your hands up on the edge of the walls and kick up the walls, balancing them while utilizing their recoil, turning your body half a turn to extremes the inversion over the walls.

(Shh!)

As soon as you get down from that state to the inside of the walls without a sound, you're done breaking the walls.

(Hmm, based on your current physical abilities, you can afford a wall of about 6m.)

However, because of the palace style, which does not envisage that the Elves' royal castle will be attacked much, it is a simple wall, which will be easier if it is 15 to 16 meters high...

I don't care about that now!

If the guards find you, you're going to be pissed off around Aristia and yesterday's curly haired dress elf daughter, who jumps from the top of the castle wall to the inner realm of the royal castle early and heads to the garden known as the “Forest of the World Tree”.

(... Well, this is where it stands)

When you poke your hand at the ground and scrutinize the magic flow before stepping into the garden, an identification, sensing formula is planted. Apparently, a magic device or something placed on all sides of the world tree that magically converts the life force of the great tree to detect a mixture of heterogeneous magic.

I don't even know the means of transmission to the operator after detection, but it's all around demonic paths or specific frequency fluctuations… I remember the experience of dodging and catching on during undercover actions when I was a runaway mercenary.

It's a good memory now that Leonardo, who was putting Buddy together, was wounded on the run and flattened by his lover Liza.

While immersed in the past a little, he takes the "World Tree Seeds” out of his lumbar bag, thinly wraps around the magic that dwells there, and covers up his own magic.

Then, only one step softly was taken into the realm of the sensory formula.

(After all, does it not respond to homogeneous magic from the world tree?)

Although there are strictly minor differences due to individual differences in the world tree, it is not a problem as long as the threshold of the sensing formula is not exceeded. If you were even reacting to the magic of small creatures such as ants and bats in the first place, you would always be an intruder ant, to no avail.

Therefore, if there is less error with the magic flowing through the surface, the procedure is usually arranged so as not to react.

(All right, let me drag you!!)

The spirited and silver cobolt began to climb the world tree...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

There is a luxurious room with brilliant silver and spiral finishes by bronze elves on the wall on the second floor of the Royal Castle main building. The queen of the elves still gets bored from messing with the long silver blonde hair on the luxurious covered bed there.

"Uh-huh... uh-huh?"

Aristia wakes up and wakes up her torso to the sensation of wandering through her body, which she has accidentally attacked.

Last night, in order to check for itself the condition of the world tree that is becoming unwell, I was checking the connection with scrutiny by strengthening it to the extreme, and it seems to have fallen asleep...

Hence the sense of a silver cobolt climbing the world tree directly.

".................................... uhh, the magic of a different world tree? But..."

She was the only one familiar with the fluctuations of magic, who somehow hatched the seeds of that world tree... in other words, found out.

Originally, it is an unacceptable act, such as climbing a sacred world tree... but I guess the Listies, the world tree witches, have not noticed anything more than not making a scene.

"Disguise it with the magic of the seeds of the world tree... ugh, he'd be good though"

After gently rubbing her sleeping nappy and gathering her thoughts, she decides she has no problem diving her body again into her first bed in a long time...

"Huh, hey, this... feels like meatballs, uh-huh"

I can't get to sleep with the subtle stimuli that frequently crawl around my body. I just need to disconnect myself from the world tree, but it wasn't until a little later that Sleeping Alistair realized it.