Unnamed Most Powerful Mage (WEB Version)

As the feast progresses, alcohol enters their elves and melts the wall named Reason little by little.

"Again -"

I only sip a sip of green blue juice alcohol.

As for the taste, it would not be an exaggeration to say that everyone would taste very furious if they drank alcohol with a taste like adding alcohol to the green juice.

"It's not good..."

"Saint Shima... was there something wrong?

Samara comes up close to me and cheeks up... but not just Samara. All the women in the elves try to touch their bodies obstinately.

Damn... this is that one.

Drinking-specific illness that people can't help but get involved with if they drink alcohol.

Let's call it Alcohol Disease.

"No... I just thought it would be hard for me to restrain myself too when I'm surrounded by so many attractive beauties"

In fact, the elf woman looks beautiful and her outfit is quiet and she's not particularly dissatisfied with anything but cooking.

Yes, I'm not dissatisfied with anything other than cooking...

Except for the food!

Because it was important, twice, I was putting a penetration in my heart.

"Speaking of which, has the saint met the chief yet?

Eiffel, who blushes thinly on his cheeks, offers Samara when he presses her over and rubs her aside, grabbing something like a tempura of leaves with chopsticks.

"Uh... I'm hungry already... no, nothing - shall I have it"

In the middle of the conversation, withdraw the words.

Because Eiffel was whimpering his righteous eyebrows and moisturizing his big eyes with tears.

I can't say I can't be eaten just because they give me such an abandoned puppy look.

"Nevertheless."

I take an inner sigh of sigh as I chew on the leaves offered to Eiffel and eat that it's a dish that takes advantage of the flavours of very ingredients.

Then -. "Speaking of which, I heard from the others that Saints have many squire, and again," Mellen spoke.

"A squire? You mean the linelas? They're..."

I'll separate words once there...

Reminds me of the way I've been.

What happened in the village of Findeika, what happened in Caleidscope, and what happened in Laurent, the capital of flowers and.

"Right, it's important -"

"Important?

"No... it's nothing. By the way, why are you asking me that?

Mellen said to my inquiry, "Huh! Oh, that's not true -" he moves his fingertips irrespective, after he lays down his face when he whines.

You have no idea what you want to hear.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Yuma. Did the chief say anything? If there's anything we can do to help, I can help you.

"No, I don't think there's anything in particular that you can help me with right now."

Samara shrugged as she dropped her shoulder, "Oh, really..." but even though Erin Feet asked me to do something about the elf problem, there's no way there's a solution at the moment, and there's no need to stir up anxiety in the prank.

You shouldn't say anything extra.

"For once, we got permission from Erin Feet to stay, didn't we?

"Mr. Yuma, no problem, but other squire - are you one of them?

Eiffel said he couldn't believe it. He comes to me with a look on his face.

"Eiffel, if the chief regarded Yuma and the others as guests, he would also be our guests."

"Dear Samara...... ok"

Eiffel snorts at Samara's words.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yuma. My lords accept that even people of different races, when they become women..."

"I understand that you have a situation, but I don't want you to talk about Linellas because you can't talk about Linellas. I want you to stop doing that in the future."

Samara looked up at my words and said, "It's -" and stopped the words along the way.

Grab the hem of a green dyed skirt, an elf ethnic costume. "That is a critical issue involving the order of the elves. I will refrain from contacting you here, but it is difficult to stop".

"Um - Mr. Yuma... why do the lineras, the half elves hate it, but they refuse to share the floor with men. Therefore, it may cast a shadow on the race prosperity of the elf-"

"Huh?"

I think I just heard some serious words......

"Well, that's... I mean, I'm not saying I can't do it because I don't have a spiritual eye to see magic, but because I'm not too big for a relationship between a man and a woman, so no?

"Yes!"

Eiffel answers my words confidently.

I guess that's true when you look around at the elves and they all nod.

"Mr. Yuma, there's no way we can discriminate against our fellow human beings that much just because we can't use magic. Half the elves have too high a chastity concept and are in trouble. Linellas took a bunch of male slaves because they were childhood friendly - Linellas said she didn't like anyone but her."

"As it were - you're an elf like a sacubus..."