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"Well, Gil, I asked for Meg."

"Oh."

Finally came the morning of the journey. I'm only thrilled and anxious that it's therapy in a state where I feel like I don't know exactly how I'm doing, but I have little nervousness because the destination is in a high-elf town. Plus, I'm with Mr. Gill. Especially the fact that Mr. Gill is with you. You're too dependable.

Meg, I'll see you at the fight.

"Yeah! I'm sorry, I couldn't be with you all the time"

A frequent farewell to Asuka as well. I'm so sad I haven't seen you in a long time because of this, but I can't let Aska worry you any more because she's got eyebrow roots and holds both hands. After I apologize, I'll try to smile.

"I look forward to seeing Aska, who is much stronger than I am now! I'll hang in there too!

"Ugh, don't put pressure on me."

I've been having trouble reacting by being spoken of here lately, so this much counterattack should be allowed. Really, where the hell have you remembered Aska's oral complaints? A mystery.

Laughing at Couscous, Pong and a big hand were put on his head. From this warmth and touch, the owner of the hand...

"Father."

"Don't worry, Meg. If you've grown up in the High Elves for a while, you'll be a lot calmer on tournament day. When the tournament is over..."

He was my father, who was stroking my head while saying that in a mild condition, but when I cut the words there he gave in to my gaze and stared at me with serious eyes.

"... all, I'll tell you. And how to solve your rampant magic."

Its eyes and voice color were so serious that my spine unexpectedly stretched pins. It was told that it was a very important story. But I was a little scared, so I could only snort in silence, but you guessed that. Your father immediately broke his expression and stroked my head again. I'm sorry to scare you, but like I said.

"... it's time to go. It'll take a few days."

It was Mr. Gill who changed the course of the story. It's a long way from home in High Elf, isn't it? I know it's only a matter of time before you use your father's anomalous backgammon route, but he's so busy right now that he can't get around to that (or any of that stuff) for us to use that route. But somehow, I panicked and shunned because it was normal not to have such a route per se. Mr. Gill, you're wearing your flights too fast!

Plus... I'm looking forward to traveling with Gil for two. Looking up at Mr. Gill with a chill on his side, you noticed his gaze. Mr. Gill looks down at this one, too. I felt my heart warm in my gently narrowed eyes. I thought so.

"... quick, but get in"

Cage!! Cownotry!!

No, I knew. I haven't ridden yet, and I've been traveling with Gil for two, and I knew this would happen. I'll give up and ride properly, there! Your father and Aska! Don't laugh! Dull.

That's why you're getting used to this bat, isn't it? I was freaking out when I first got on this the day I came to this world, but I miss it. Getting used to it is amazing. They can afford to put their hands on the cage hooch and wave to everyone in Ortus. Don't worry about it, Mr. Gill's used to it again. How many times have I been begged to keep me in a cage back then because I'm begging you? Huh.

"Mr. Gill, your job was fine...? Um, I'm sorry I made you impossible."

Considering this busy time before the tournament, I can't help but apologize. I've heard that apology many times, and Mr. Gill has also told me. Because.

'I've almost finished the work I had, and the work I have left is something I can do in my high elf town. Besides... Meg is more important than the tournament. Never mind.'

The handsome speech is alive and well. He's naturally handsome, he's a complete loser.

Now, it's not a good idea to be too persistent and depressed, so I'm going to think about something else. Set aside the already depressing apology.

Thinking is about the high elf home you're going to. You've been on your feet a few times before, haven't you? Every time I go, the people who accompany me are different. Of course, I've been with Mr. Gill.

The purpose is to visit your mother's grave every time. It's the usual routine to come to the grave with flowers and treats and have tea with all the high elves and go home. Your mother's grave was so beautiful that I don't think it was destroyed once, was it? You've all kept your promises, and I know there are, but it might be a big deal to say that you fixed them tight because they're my people's graves. I remember being happy because it's just like all of us at Ortus to take care of our people.

And well, this is the kind of visit that makes me a little nervous when I stay like this one. A short stay would be fine, but I'm a high elf for a long time. Anyway, Mr. Gill can't be around forever. Because the clean air in the town is really disturbing. I heard you solved that problem, but you still don't know how it ended up. I'm a little thrilled about the anxiety around here.

"I don't mind waiting outside of town... it's kind of like saying I can't be near Meg"

What Mr. Gill said. No, you can't! You're here with me, and I can't believe there's only one of you out there! And it goes without saying that I protested. It doesn't seem to happen, I also heard that, so I'm on my way to reassure you... so what happened? He said, "He'll explain when we get there." Why not?

There are other things to worry about. Shermelhorn... it's my grandfather's presence. Though I've been on my feet many times, I've actually never met Mr. Shell once. I heard it was caged in that house, but I never confirmed its appearance. Yes, not once since the disturbance when I was a young girl.

It's not like a temporary visit, so it's dodgy to think that we might have some face-to-face meetings during this stay. There's no such thing as personal danger... it's just a complicated grandson mind of what kind of face to meet.

By the way, your fathers are all worried about that, too, and Mr. Gill was told never to be alarmed. He answered naturally, but take a break... worried about your sister.

And then, I guess, about my special physique. I wonder if I can get out of the tournament properly, or if I won't have a magic rampage, or something like that.... you're full of anxiety? Me!?

"You can sleep."

As I take a deep breath telling myself to calm down - I hear that from Mr. Gill. I think the timing is too good to be foreseeable. I wonder if I can do something about this personality that I'll find out soon enough. It looks like this for the rest of my life. Gu.

But thanks to you, I'm relieved. That's Mr. Gill. I think I'm going to think about this even if I'm still awake, so should I sweeten you up?

"... then you sleep a little. Thank you, Mr. Gill."

"Oh. You don't have to worry about it"

That's really sweet. I feel like I'm wrapped up in all my worries. I pulled out my shoulder and closed my eyes gently.

Secondly, when I woke up, I was still flying through the sky, and there was a sight in front of me for the first time in a long time. The magnificent mountains of the north stand, full of magic that softens from time to time. This is proof that high elf blood is making a scene.

"Mm, are you awake? I'm going down to the right place, so just wait a little longer. '

"Huh."

You perceived by the signs, Gil spoke to me, so I rubbed my eyes and replied. I want you to forgive me for still blurring because I'm awake.

After a while, Mr. Gill stepped down fuzzily in a place of appropriate size. He gently lowered the cage, so I get off the cage with the help of Fu, too. I'm not gonna roll over again! It's your sister. Hmm.

"Well, you're going to walk away from here... Tired?

That's what Mr. Gill asks with his mouth angle up when he returns to the human form. Well, of course...!

"It's okay! Because it's just right for today's training! Hey, Mr. Gill. Can I go while you train?

I laughed a lot too and let him answer that. Apparently, this answer was correct. Mr. Gill laughed furiously and stroked my head.

"Say it when it gets tight"

"Ok -!

After that much interaction, Mr. Gill ran out with his mask up cuddly. Ugh, I knew it was fast. 'Cause you're up to me. But that's pretty, uh-huh, I'm guessing you're being modest.

"Oh, good luck!

But I guess you're making it a little bit harsh. Mr. Gill finally knows the level of challenge to me. Changing my costume to the battle clothes of the upright high performer, I followed Mr. Gill after gently flexing....... of course! With the help of the spirits! Because I can't just exercise myself or anything, because I can't! It's okay, natural magic is out of strength! Mr. Gill, wait!