"And that's why we can leave tomorrow!

It was Karena who declared that to be somewhat exciting.

"... I don't know how, but it's good to be able to leave early. If it feels the same tomorrow, these guys are going to crumble."

Aotea sends her gaze to the three artisans who are returning from the meal and bringing them to the couch while they are off to eat in the living room.

"I was a little stuck on my side too, so I was just hoping to get some input from my master and Sota."

Karena also clouded her expression.

"Well not like this... I hope me and Naruas can say something..."

Aeta was feeling heavier about the difficulty of this outfit after seeing the three of them and Karena's expression. Then he remembers another thing and decides to tell it with hesitation or not.

"We don't seem to have found a solution at this stage, but we have trouble with that level of gear this time around. Ask for what can be considered the peak even if it is a simple piece of equipment. Otherwise, there might be a tough fight ahead of us."

I also thought I would be frightened by the words, but there was light in the eyes of the Antogals, who should be tired.

"Of course not. Now I'm haunting my head with additional elements, but if I think only of weapons, protective equipment, and accessories, I'm going to have the best ever."

From what Antogal said, I could feel his perseverance as an artisan. That was the case with Bogdi and Alisa, whose expressions had a strong will.

"I'm relieved to hear that. I was worried because I was worried about the biggest problem, and I thought the gear at the heart was better."

"Surprise to see what you can do!

Antogal had gotten on well with Ethereal's provocation and had been motivated. Neither did the other two, but they seemed to have something to burn within.

Karena, watching how it was, raised the corner of her mouth and was docile.

"Sounds fine if that's all you can say... so when are you planning on leaving tomorrow?

Aeta often thinks after Karena's questions.

"... um, because my plans were the day after tomorrow in the first place. Well, if you tweak it..."

Aotea creeps up her plans in her head as she talks to herself about bumps.

"All right, let's do it around noon tomorrow. He was asking Gordon for a mesh, so he tells me he's early. If you can't, I'll cancel. Karena needs to go home and pack. Tell both of you."

"Okay, sweetheart."

When Karena replies that way, she returns home.

"Well, are you with me?"

Aotearoa went to Gordon, and Karena to her house.

Next day, Nishimonmae

There was a line of Ethereal Tails.

Dina, Laurie, Karena, Alisa and Elmia will ride the carriage and Leila will be in charge of you, as there is no way you can get on the back of the ancient dragon to the Elf Country from the beginning. It was a carriage that originally assumed about four people, but I couldn't even say that most of the women were skinny and that I could afford it because Elmia was a child, but I managed to get on.

I also thought about buying a large carriage so that they could all ride, but it was a short time issue so the men traveled on foot.

"Shall we leave now? Let's just go for a place where there's no one."

Aeta speaks out so that the guards at the West Gate don't hear her.

The line is disguised as a line of ordinary adventurers, but the wind was releasing suspicion before they realized it. First, that the species is fragmented. And that all the women in the carriage look good. Among them are the skilled alchemists in the city, and even more so, only three of them have signed up as adventurers.

The combination of those various conditions had made it look like a different line.

Aotearoa had granted her body strengthening magic beforehand in order to reduce the burden on the men. As a result, we were able to march at the same speed as everyone was travelling by carriage.

We don't know whose eyes we have on the road, so we travel along the way to a place where there is no one. So the ancient dragon returns to what it is.

"This guy is amazing. I heard the story, but I didn't know it was this huge..."

"Well, Mr. Laurie, I've never seen a dragon before."

"Wow, me too."

The three alchemists are surprised as they look up at the ancient dragon, but the Ethereals, of course, are already used to this figure by the three artisans, who begin to prepare to ride on their backs.

"Look, all three of you get in. If you fly in the ancient dragon, you should soon be in the Elf Country as well. We need to get through the barracks, so let's turn it into a carriage ride over that forest."

Still the surprise was the three that didn't cool down, but Aotearoa prompted me to ride on the back of the Kolong as I was told. It looked like it was a surprise, but when the ancient dragon flies away, the feeling exalts all at once.

"Ho, this is amazing"

"If you do it! Mr. Laurie could be sooo much fun!!

"Oh, Mother, please don't let go!

Except for about one.

The journey in the sky went smoothly and I could see the forest of examples. The forest that spreads beneath your eyes is as depressing and lush as it used to be, with dark and more airy influences of dark magic.

"It's the same here..."

Ethereum shrugged with a difficult face because the forest's differences had not changed.

Laurie and Deena weren't surprised because they watched as they headed from Elf Country to Tula, but Karena was most surprised by the transformation of this forest that would pass for the first time in a long time.

"What the hell is this all about?

The surprise was also natural. This forest had a bright atmosphere when she left the country, and the elf youths came to visit from time to time. She also had experience playing here.

"I don't know why, but we were in the same condition the last time we came. I don't know why, but I don't know what to do now..."

To Karena's hasty question, Aeta gives out information that she can know. That wasn't the information she wanted, but I don't know, Karena lowered her hips to say it was true.

Anyway, first of all, it's an elf country.

The ancient dragon quickly jumps over the forest and lands slowly off the street, from where it changes to a carriage trip again.