We walk silently through the woods. The dark-haired boy flew in a metastasis. He said it was already in the woods, but this is the woods right behind the royal castle in this country. I mean, I knew the place we were just in was the Royal Castle... what country?
"You have to try harder. It's like a garden to me if I go any further."
I reply lightly to a brunette boy who says so yeah. Although I've grown up and exercised quite a bit since then, I'm still a young girl. I'm already breathing. 'Cause we're in the woods, and we're all anxious, and we're mentally fatigued! But this is where we stand.
"All right, just stay away from me a little bit."
How long would you have walked? I felt pretty long because I was worried about the chaser, but maybe an hour. He matched me for walking slowly, so I don't think he's going that far as a distance...
As the irreplaceable scenery continued, the boy stopped and told him so. From far away, I'm afraid to stop because I feel like I hear metal noises. Why are you here? The question mark came to me, but now I have to rely on him, so I wait silently.
Then he gradually put his hands around one tree. Apparently, he's running magic.
"Wow, shush."
"Is there an underground..."
The roots of the tree from which the boy shed his magic broke in reaction to the magic, with a large hole that should have never been there before. If you look closely, the simple staircase seems to follow below.
"Come in first. 'Cause when I go through, this hole closes too."
He entered the hole thus prompted, and all three felt signs of the hole closing a few steps down the stairs.
It got dark for a moment, but the boy lights up right away. howling, and a warm orange light floated in the dark, breathing relief. Apparently, it's the magic prop of the light.
I led the boy down the stairs. The road continued ahead, but here I looked back and the boy sat down on the spot.
"This is my guardian's way out. That's unusual, isn't it? It won't open without magic, and the place is hard to figure out, so it's okay. So let's take a break for a second. There's a lot I'd like to ask you."
Actually, I'm tired of losing my magic with the metastasis, laughing boy. I'm sure that's true, but you're thinking about us. Of course, I sat across from the boy because there was no denial, and the red-brown-haired boy sat in the same way.
"Um, let's introduce ourselves first. I'm Richter. Fourteen years. I'm not hiding it now because I already used magic and I told you earlier, but I have magic even though I'm human. That's a lot, too."
The boy, who named himself Richter, gave light information that should also be described as his secret from the beginning. Yes, it's okay to admit that it's so easy to be a magical person because how many people are children......? I'm not gonna tell anyone, but I'm gonna be worried about this one!
Most people are born without magic in the first place. But rarely are some born with magic, and that can be invaluable. Besides, when I had a lot of possession magic. Even though metastatic magic seems very difficult, he did use it, and I'm pretty sure that information. Though I failed to land a little, I honestly think it's amazing because I had two others with me.
My inner self, the Richter boy has his eyes on the red-brown-haired boy.
"Oh, me, I'm Ronald..."
"Ronald. Uh... maybe, Dwarf, huh?
Richt does not hesitate to ask a question to the bewildered but named Ronald boy. Ronald seems to have had a good time with that question and is in some kind of a panic with his eyes swimming.
"Oh, no..."
"You don't have to be vigilant. I don't say anything. Because I know what it's like to be human on this continent, and I think chest shit is bad. Besides... I'm also in a position to be targeted. Because you're human and you have a lot of magic."
... I have a bad feeling, I just feel like I'm hitting it. Not many Dwarves and magical people can be targeted on the Devil's Continent. I mean, I figured this place was--
"Even so, it's too rare to be a dwarf on this continent. Could it have been forcibly transferred from the Devil's Continent?
─ ─ Human, continental.
I was flown to the human continent in that transition...!
"Yes, no... I'm definitely a dwarf. But I live in a mine on this continent. I was surprised when I moved out of nowhere."
I was somewhat uncomfortable when I was flown. My body feels heavier in the back of my body. I don't think I've been able to circulate magic well. Yeah, I'm circulating, but does it feel slow? Sarah, it was so uncomfortable, like it was drooling.
And that all the people surrounded were human. That's right, we're all human beings.
Ugh, but I didn't want you to hit me! I thought you'd never go to the human continent before! Flag!? It was a flag!?
"The year is 92..."
"92!? Oh, are you long lived and slow to grow...... hmm, I'm not used to it. Are you an adult?
"Yeah, because Dwarf's adult is 100..."
"Ugh, I know very well that the body is made differently..."
Listen to the blurry and two conversations as you trample the community in your brain. Speaking of which, how old are Elf adults? From the growth of my body, I wonder if I'm about 200 years old? Ha, I have to get away with reality lightly...... Ugh.
"Okay, then you're next. Name, can you say it?
And if I was alarmed, now my turn came. Because he looked young, the Richter boy listened with a little softening of his voice color. He is a caring boy. Leki and I are very different. Oh, I think I'll cry if I remember.
"Meg, it was..."
"Wah, wah, don't cry...! It's okay, we're not scared. What, Ronald?
"Ugh, yeah, I don't do nasty things. Slowly, okay."
The more I think I don't cry, the more tears I get. There's still a toddler girl. Still immature. But it would be heavy on a boy to give up a young girl. I need to stop crying quickly. In the meantime, I took the towel out of my storage bracelet and wiped my face.
"Ah, you... that's a demon prop for storage...!?
"First time, I saw..."
Then, the two boys looked up to me for getting a towel out of nothing. Oh, well. Demonic props that can be stored were generally super fancy. I panicked when I realized that I shouldn't have used it with my usual senses. Oh, extra tears...!
"Oh, I'm sorry! That was loud, wasn't it? It's okay, it's okay."
"Ugh, sorry. It's okay. Never mind."
In the end, my tears didn't stop and they got two boys in trouble for a while. Dumb, I'm a handy toddler...... sorry, boys.