The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

"What!? Hey, this......... what do we do!? And, and don't report it anyway!!

When I thought I heard such a woman's voice, the sound of a tall whistle echoed through the elf forest.

When the whistle sounded as if to respond instantly in all parts of the forest, we eventually heard footsteps approaching us from afar.

As soon as the footsteps surround me, the footsteps lords mutually exchange words in a bewildered voice color.

From the feel of my voice, is it about three people?

"This... human, baby?

"I wonder why he's falling down here..."

"An earlier human family...... or something?

"Your hair's completely different, though."

"Didn't someone throw it away?

"You're worn out. He's alive?

"And anyway, if you're still alive, go inside...!

"Don't you get angry, chief?

"It's a baby, and maybe it's a bit of a jerk?

After such an exchange, my body was lifted lying on the ground in depression.

Then I heard "eh" on my overly light weight, but I continued to pretend to be dead with my eyes closed, regardless.

Apparently I'm being held in someone's chest and transported somewhere.

All right, all right, that's as planned so far.

It was worth it to have purposefully magically torn my clothes apart, dirty my clothes and body with dirt, lying in a position where I would be found critical by the elves patrolling around the inside.

It's unnatural that they went to discover it from here, so they dared to let them discover it over there. Besides, if you're unconscious like this, you don't have to think about how you react when you encounter the Elves.

No matter how elves, the plan is to leave toddlers on the verge of dying wild.

Exactly. If you were an extremely evil outrageous race trying to stab Todome here, I also thought I'd destroy you on this occasion today... but it didn't seem to extend to that.

If this looks like it, you may not have seen it terrible with the 'earlier person' someone just said.

As I was being carried, I lifted my eyelids softly to observe the surroundings, I could see that the surrounding views eventually moved from the woods to the settlements.

And I wasn't just closing my eyes, holding my flank with a bitter look on my face, showing my bare hands as if I was having a nightmare, and continuing my fine act.

Then one of the elves who rode my guide properly turned my clothes, and breathed.

My flank is blue and swollen because I have then pre-empted the magic of bursting the air into my flank....... I'm really glad it was enough to turn a little red, but I sometimes have a history of accidentally adding and subtracting it wrong.

But this will surely make them think of my background as being bad on their own.

In doing so, the elves carrying me seem to have made it to their destination.

The elves walked into some building and brought me down to a soft spot like a bed.

"This, the collar? For a kid like this...... that sucks"

"I had a terrible mole on my stomach... I'm sure he was being abused"

"I was incredibly light, too! I haven't had dinner in forever, I'm sure!

"So does this kid mean he was dumped in the woods by a scattered, hurtful quote...?

"Such a little girl... I knew humans were savage. Unforgivable."

"Maybe you don't like the abuse and you've been running away from yourself?

"Well, then, you can't return this child to his former home."

"Oh. I'm sure they'll kill you this time."

While the elves were discussing that, I looked at the desk and slowly opened my eyes, even though I was slightly nervous.

Then I turn my gaze to the elves who brought me here.

Blonde, blue-eyed. And “elf ears." There was nothing to see, it was an exemplary elf tribe.

The horribly neat face is still like a work of art, which makes me a little nervous about how far my flair goes for people with all this beauty.

I knew it with my voice, but all the people who discovered me were female elves.

Elves about a middle school student who looks fine. Elves about as good as high school kids who seem to win. And he's an elf about a college student who seems serene.

Most importantly, if the Elves are a long-lived species, you can't afford the age of appearance.

"Ah."

And, an elf girl, about middle school, raised her voice when she realized I woke up.

Soon the others would turn their gaze to me too, but when I shook my shoulders bickly exaggerated, I gave a frightened look and squatted (udder) with my head in my arms as I shook.

Then the elves sounded like they were in a panic,

"So, what do you say? Sisters, I'm not a scary person......!

"Yeah, well, I'm not gonna be a jerk."

"Because we'll protect you! Don't worry about me anymore!

... Somehow, these people usually seem like good people.

Even if what you do is radical, are the roots good people? Just as common sense is different from the human race as it was once the Beastman...

Or was it some extremist elf or something that attacked the city?

Yeah, let's just focus on acting now.

As I squatted, I remember a bandit once attacked my house. And I remember behind my eyelids the sight of your mother being slashed and bloody.

... Okay, I'm overflowing with tears.

I'm a puffy, tearful eye, looking up at the elf girls.

Then gently place the gripped cobbles on your mouth, and your feet sit in a pebble.

Forty-eight hands from now on, 'Don't let me...'.

To my tricks like that, an elf about the youngest middle school student among them tided her cheeks.

And when she reaches for me, she hugs me tight.

"From now on, we're your family! I'm not afraid of anything anymore!

The other kid said, "Hey Lara. You can say that on your own without permission from the chief? To the voice that says," Yikes! "And the elf girl who gave it back held me up,

"We just have to get permission from the chief now! Look, guys, come on!

That's how an elf girl called Lara held me, and I start moving again.

From their exchange, it was like going to perhaps the Elf clan chief...... that is, to the greatest.

Come on, this is where we're from...!