When I saw the child, my time paused. That's why I accidentally said something strange. Failed, failed!
But there's no choice! 'Cause she's cute! Girls are creatures who love cute things. I think it is, regardless of race. Some people would say otherwise...... I believe that there is a majority of people who agree that "cute is justice".
We and subhumans have extremely low birth rates compared to humans. It is nothing more than that because we are living creatures for a long time.
With human blood in it, the birth rate would increase considerably, but then life expectancy would also be shorter. Simply put, long living, strong creatures are hard to make children of, and the shorter life and weaker creatures, the more children are born. The point is, it's a natural dish.
And I, the dwarves, are categorized among them as a particularly long-lived species. And so are Dwarves, Elves, and then some rare Subhumans. Gil's Shadow Eagle is still alive.
Age?... Women don't reveal their years. Something you can mistake for yourself!
Cohon. Let's get back to it, shall we? Dwarves, elves, dwarves, giants. These species are also famous for their thick blood. That's why it's harder to have children than any other rare sub. What do you mean by thick blood? When you mate with other species and have children, if one of them is a Dwarf, the children born are absolutely Dwarves!
What about Dwarves and Elves? If that's the case, isn't it, like, five minutes? I've never heard of it, and the odds of a child being able to do it during this race are like threading a needle hole upstairs to the ground floor. I want to know, too!
By the way, the other subpeople usually have about five or six children born in a decade in one country, but they don't know what kind of race they're going to have. If there was a shadow eagle in the distant, distant old genes, that even if both parents were other subnationals, a shadow eagle could be born. In fact, it seems Gil's parents were dragons and mermaids.
I mean, I have to try to have a baby. I don't even know what kind of race the child is. You look like a surprise box!
It's a little off the record, but I mean, what are you trying to say?
The toddler himself is quite precious and I haven't seen a hiccup!! I don't live around here, so naturally.
When did you see it before... you think it was fifty years ago... because this city is full of rare sub-people and has a particularly low birth rate.
Well, even without that, I think this kid is especially cute. I mean, I've never seen such a cute kid!
Beautiful hair with hair tips and sarah fluffy on the inside. On big eyes shaped like Cattle's eyes, little mouth. White, cheeks slightly pink, mottled... ahhh...!
That's why I messed up. Yeah, excuse me, huh? Do you have any complaints?
So when Gil told me about Meg, I was filled with anger and sadness that I didn't know where to turn.
There can't be a situation without parents first. As I've said many times, elf children are especially difficult to have, and it's normal to be taken care of. I'll tell you what Shrier told me later, but I haven't heard of a child in hundreds of years.
So leave it in the dungeon, huh? No matter how many guardian ear ornaments you have, it's too dangerous. If you're not ready in the first place, you won't be able to eat and drink in the dungeons, and you won't have to be attacked by demons to starve to death in the Rock Mountain area.
I casually saw Meg's ear decorations... but the magic of guardianship is already gone. Elf ear decorations are special and should protect you as many times as you want once you apply the surgery.... as long as the surgeon is alive.
I mean... I've already tried to protect this child...
I wonder what happened. A situation where you have to make your precious child look like this. I can't think of it right away. But because Meg is too skinny and because of her qualitative clothing, I'm sure she couldn't say that she had a very good life before she was sent into the dungeon.... Anyone with protective witchcraft on Meg must have tried to get Meg away from something. That's the best I can imagine right now.
Truth is, I'd rather ask Meg...... from Gil's story, Meg has amnesia that she doesn't even remember her name or how to use life magic.... I don't know if it's a mind problem or a blow to the head, but either way, it's no different to a terrible situation.
I don't want to be forced to ask and excite you, and I don't even think such a little kid knows what's going on first. This was a case that, in the name of the extraordinary guild Ortus, should at any rate reveal the full story of the case.
Ortus takes the request seriously when the member's mind moves.
This incident moved the heart of Sauradite, the ruling me of Ortus. I'll definitely try to fix it......! Mostly Gil!!
Well, that's why I'm going to have Meg stay in this guild. This is the best thing to do to keep Meg safe.
Because this guild is what is said to be the safest place in the world. Ma, I think there are some safer places to be exact.
If that's the case, we need to decide on the room to live in, the clothes to be worn, or the person to be at Meg's side. You can't always be the same person, so take turns!... Meg's caregiver is such a delicious job, it seems like the hopefuls are overflowing...
More than that, clothes, clothes! You're so cute, but you don't have the body to wear such fine clothes! Sweetie, dress up and be a numbo! Ugh, what kind of clothes should I put on?
Tonight. At the same time, I need Gil to come right back to the dungeon and investigate. It's dull and bad, but the passage of time erases every trace, every vital piece of information. Shall I ask you to go as soon as possible?
The moment I tried to tell Gil about it, a hell of a word popped out of the mouth of a fool Juma, so I couldn't possibly not pick it up.
"Babies, in fact, are not carried by stalks, but by men and women breastfeeding each other...... Mmmm!
It's Nice, Shrier. That's good. I stopped it. All I'm saying is really stupid, you redhead!
I was upset about something serious, and I hit Juma with that frustration.
And then what? Ageing......?
Catch me in this ultra beauty and say I'm getting older...? Little ones are fine. Smaller is a compliment to dwarves. But I can't allow you to grow older...! I'm only in my 200s on the pitch pitch...... Huh!?
Me leaving the room grabbing Juma's roots and dragging her cheats to exude the frustration she accumulated in the accumulation. You haven't tried the power of the new trap yet, have you? The power sucks too much. But Juma won't die because it's the selling Tianxiang ghost (when he does) who's sturdy.
Gaining the pretext to use a good experimental animal just fine, the grump caused by the disrespect just now lurks the ringing and heads to the training ground in an upbeat mood. Ugh, I don't enjoy it!