Dream Life - Life in the Other World of Dreams

December 25th.

Due to the snow that has been falling for two days now, it has become a one-sided silver world outside.

If it's the original world, White Christmas, it would be shaky, but naturally, there is no Christmas in this world.

Still, until yesterday, we were ready to celebrate the New Year, with an atmosphere that was somewhat softly end-specific.

In fact, still in the mansion, preparations are under way to celebrate the New Year.

Maid chief Molly and daughter Tricia, as well as newlywed Gene, are baking cookies and other baked treats.

My mother and Claire - Sharon's mother - are colluding while knitting in front of the fireplace.

Nicholas' wife Kate and Polly - Mel's mother - make soup in a big pot and prepare us drinks.

Dan, Mel and Sharon are reading a book by the fireplace.

But the atmosphere was different this day.

My grandfather and father, Walt the squire head, and I don't see Liddy. Instead, Claire and Kate, who are not usually there, and Mel and the others were at the mansion.

The beginning was Guy's news that there was something strange about the forest.

A former adventurer, Guy, and his hunters, who were touring the woods yesterday, found goblin-like footprints.

In his report, he could approach the village with dozens of herds, and his grandfather and father have decided to crusade the demons and have been in the woods with vigilantes since this morning.

Time goes back a day.

December 24th, 2pm.

Guy, who seems to be back from a patrol, came to my grandfather. He always has a bright smile on his face, but at this time there was no usual brightness in that look. Behind him continues Nicholas and other squire with a harsh look, all of them entering his grandfather's room.

Me and my brother Rod followed them, too, into my grandfather's room.

Guy stands in front of his grandfather and father and reports on the anomalies he finds on the patrol.

"Near the Woodford River in the East Forest - a small river that flows into the Black Pond Black Ruff - we found goblin-like footprints. Apparently a freshly independent herd is moving around, threatening to approach the village"

My father's face is slightly distorted by Guy's report.

My grandfather didn't change his expression at all and asked, "How many?" Ask Guy.

"Approximately, but I think it's something like thirty to forty"

When his grandfather nodded to Guy, he ordered his squire to prepare for a goblin crusade.

"Tomorrow morning, Non and Matt will each lead fifty to the crusade. Hector, I need you to pass this information on to the vigilante. I hope you don't fail to be vigilant tonight. Walt, I'll leave the command of your absence to you. Hector and Enos need to talk to Matt, Nicholas needs to talk to him. Guy asks for scouts with the hunters..."

At my grandfather's behest, everyone moves stiffly.

I was impressed with the way it looked.

(The gentlemen were really soldiers. Even Nicholas has a completely different impression. It's the face of a soldier......)

When I realized it, Liddy was talking to my grandfather.

"... I'll help you too. Something that would be quite troublesome if there were even a number of goblins. Isn't that good, Govi?

My grandfather said something, he said, but he immediately grinned and said, "Okay. Lydia needs you to follow me," she says, putting her hand on her shoulder.

Liddy nodded small, too, and went to her room to get ready.

I was left feeling helpless.

(Exactly the only way to be protected in this body. Still, I regret my helplessness when I see my family heading into a life-threatening battle. At least if it's a little bigger......)

Let's take three years for a bunch of demons to approach this village.

Because by carrying out regular crusades, care was taken not to allow dangerous demons to dwell within five kilometers of the village.

Guy's story was that this time the goblin was too much in the back of the eastern woods has moved west in a way that cracks the herd.

I don't know the details, but the climate is good this year, and the goblins probably bred more than usual. It was Guy's standpoint that it was wintering and we were running out of food, which must have cracked the herd.

Goblin itself is a fantasy classic, but I haven't seen it yet. On the contrary, I have not yet seen anything called demons in this world.

So much so that this village is peaceful.

Ask my father that Goblin is a man-shaped demon about one hundred and thirty to one hundred and forty cm tall, with a belly protruding into his short hands and feet, a small horn growing on his forehead, and an ugly figure with green skin like blue and black.

Use a simple stick, but basically don't have a lot of fighting power, even recruits can fight more than each other. The biggest characteristic of goblins lies in their breeding power, which, according to the conditions, is enough to swell tens of times in a few months.

They also use swords and bows, not sticks rarely. It is also said that there are individuals who can use more magic. Particularly dangerous, he said, is that if the intelligence of the leader of the flock is developed, it can also set cunning traps.

(You're right about the game or the fantasy novel. Something I'd like to see once)

December 25th, 7am.

Fully equipped grandfathers leave the mansion.

My grandfathers had hardened themselves into metal armor and had their own weapons in their hands.

My grandfather is equipped with his favorite bastard sword on the half plate and a smaller round shield on his left. My father, who is beside me, is also consolidating himself in the same gear as my grandfather.

Hector is made of leather for all his protective gear except the breast plate, with a long bow about his height hanging on his shoulders and a shorter one-handed sword hanging on his hips.

Nicholas is pretty heavily equipped. He wears metal cage hands (gauntlets), thigh armor (cubes), and shin (greaves) on the breast plate and has a kite shield and a slightly wider range of long swords in his hand.

Looking like a former adventurer, Guy hardens himself with leather armor and is equipped with a well-rounded, shorter synthetic bow, Composite Bow, and a long sword.

Walt, the voicemail, was solidifying himself into a chainmail called Hobark. The figure with his favorite spear is precisely the squire himself who follows the knight.

Each weaved a cloak sewn with a Rockhart family crest representing a lion with a sword, ready in a crisp motion.

I fell in love with my grandfathers by accident.

(Honestly, I think it's cool. Sounds like a scene from a movie... my brother, that's a totally admirable look. Well, I might be the same from the edge...)

Liddy appears dressed in well-used leather armor there, with a small synthetic bow in his hand.

I approached her unexpectedly and spoke up.

"Careful, Liddy. You can't do this. Dangerous things..."

She saw that I was desperate to speak up and said, "You're worried. It's okay, they're goblins," he smiles.

I guess I did hang out with the bigger guys when I was partying with my grandfather. Still, I was worried.

Maybe that was on your face. When she kneels in front of me, she hugs my body and whispers in her ear.

"It's okay. I'll be right back. When I get back, I guess I'll get a reward. Ugh......"

I'm too worried. I'm a little embarrassed about who I am, and I'm like, "Okay. So definitely come home safe," he muttered looking down.

Everyone leaves the gate except Walt.

We were left with nothing but to watch as we went on in the snow.

Only Jirijiri and time pass.

Just in case, Mel and Sharon had also come to the mansion with their mothers.

Walt is going to Gordon's house as the village face to take command of the remaining vigilante. The guarding of this mansion was entrusted to ten young men seconded by vigilantes.

At first, it seemed Walt was going to gather the villagers in Kanga Hill. But my grandfather had rejected it as unnecessary. My grandfather gave him instructions to base his house in Gordon, the heart of the village.

Still, Walt seemed worried about his mother of weight, turning ten vigilantes to strengthen his security. He should be patrolling the village with the rest of the vigilante now.

The three Merles, who don't really understand the situation, seem to enjoy themselves in the mansion.

Does my brother and Mel's brother Sims understand the situation, have a training wooden sword and look somewhat worried. But when it came to talking about what my grandfathers looked like, I forgot that anxiety and we were both thrilled about who and where they looked good.

I didn't have anything to do, I didn't shake like the other kids, I sat comically next to my mother.

Suddenly, my mother said, "Are you worried about everyone?" He called out.

"Uh, yes. It's in the snow, and we don't know how many people we're dealing with..."

My mother smiles small and holds me.

"It's okay. Those guys are so strong... I was always worried when I got here too. Once upon a time, this happened more often..."

Mother herself, a civilian town daughter, was a life unrelated to the demonic threat. For that reason, at the time I came here, he was frightened by the appearance of demons that frequently appeared. Crusade operations like this one were frequent around that time, and it was particularly terrible, he said, when a crowd of more than fifty orcs came nearby.

"... I could hear the oak barking in this museum hill. At that time, more than ten people from the village died. Your father-in-law said he worked pretty hard, but still... that's when Guy started serving us."

Sharon's father, Guy, was originally an adventurer.

Nine years ago I undertook a crusade for the Orc herd with my buddies, but they said he was following the herd while his buddies went to call for backup in a bigger herd than expected.

And when the orcs approached the village here in Lasmore, and noticed it, his grandfather led seventy vigilantes to intercept him.

The vigilante was still less skilled at that time - about the average level of fifteen at that time. Now it's about twenty-five - and there were only four people I could cross one-on-one with Oak: my grandfather, Walt, Hector, and Nicholas. He said it was miraculous that there were about ten victims in that force, and that Guy, who saw and was impressed by his grandfather's battle, stayed in the mansion, and when he realized it, he was a squire.

"... so this time you'll be fine. Your father-in-law, Matt, plus Nicholas, Hector, Guy, Enos. And so is your favorite Lydia. Ugh......"

When my mother makes fun of me, Claire sitting next to me is laughing with me.

"Master Zach is in trouble. My Sharon, and I have Mel. Ma'am, what will Master Zach do? Ho ho..."

My mother and Claire make fun of me and I leave this place early.

(Guess you cared about me worrying. We would really be worried about ourselves... but the last one feels like we're really here to make fun of each other. How much is rumored about me......)

A little distracted, I headed over to Mel's and killed their time by dealing with them.

5pm.

It's totally dark out there, but there's always no sign of my grandfathers coming home.

Walt's orders bring in vigilantes to take turns, but they still don't know what's going on with the squad headed for the woods.

We were all on the table. Despite the larger number of people than usual, the table was quiet. Even the always cheerful Mels quietly eat dinner to see if they felt the atmosphere around them.

It's been about two more hours, but I still don't have any information on the squad that went into the woods.

We kids are getting close to bed, so we head to the bedroom, but I'm worried about my grandfathers and I'm not going to sleep.

(Is something wrong? You can't just fight in the dark, and how come, you're not coming back?

Mel and Sharon are staying in my bedroom. Apparently, it's a prank about my mother and Claire.

(If you still can afford to do this, I guess it's okay. And you want a cell phone or a radio. I didn't think the lack of information was so hard...)

When I walked into my bed, Mel and Sharon came into the futon, too.

(Flowers in both hands? That's a kind of harem state. Looks like Liddy's gonna be stubborn again when he sees it... and yet... let's not think about it anymore)

When I was hitting back and forth, Mel asked me to talk to her about how she couldn't sleep either.

To distract me, I told a fairy tale that I could remember.

(Is it really okay...... Liddy. Stay safe......)

I felt like I wasn't here to tell a fairy tale, and I didn't realize they were asleep.

And then, at night, when I started jerking off, the ground floor of the mansion became noisy.

Apparently, my mothers are welcoming me because my grandfathers are back.

I get out of bed softly so I don't wake the two of you up, and I go down to the first floor.

The dining room had a return-blooded grandfather and Nicholas, and the appearance of Liddy. She has sweat, her hair sticking to her forehead, and a slightly tired look, but she doesn't seem to be injured or anything.

"Welcome home! Glad you're safe!

I accidentally raised my voice of great relief.

"I'm not going to be late for about goblins. But it took a while."

And looking back at the blood, he said, "Molly, Tricia! I want to wipe the blood back. Get me some water! scream."

Molly's from the back. "I'm bringing it with me right now!" I hear a cheerful voice.

I realized my father and Hector, Guy, and Enos weren't there, and I said, "What happened to my fathers?," he asked.

My grandfather returned with Molly's prepared water and wiped his blood,

"Matt's squad is empty. I've entrusted you with the end."

My superior grandfather told me about the fight.

About an hour before sunset, my grandfathers were trying to get out of the woods to return to the village. Guy who went out there to defeat the enemy received a report that he had discovered a flock of goblins.

The number was thirty-five and as per information, and my grandfather decided I could sweep it without so much time.

But then the actions of the goblins betrayed my grandfather's expectations. I thought I was approaching the village, and I started to move away from it.

My grandfather considered the danger of moving through the dark woods, but they frequently enter these woods, all of them with land surveys. Besides, if we let Goblin get away here, the footprints would disappear with the snow that kept falling, and after the next day, we would have to carry out a fairly wide range of searches.

Then he also lets his father's squad contact him and moves to besiege the goblins.

The Goblins find their father's squad traveling using the magic props of the lights and head toward their grandfathers to avoid them.

My grandfather's squad is at the head of Liddy at night, moving across the street from the Goblins without turning on the lights.

The leader of that flock seemed highly intelligent, and normally chose the wise option of fleeing where he would fight the dark clouds.

My grandfather looked that far and hung an ambush, but when the goblins found out what my grandfathers looked like, they began to flee at first sight.

My grandfathers also rush after the goblins who flee, but they don't work well together in the darkened woods against the goblins at night. They took longer than expected to finish it off in such a way that they would eventually take one down at a time.

This time I had Liddy, so I could take one down without letting him get away, but my grandfather was laughing that it would have taken me even longer if it weren't for Elf's girlfriend.

"Thank God Lydia's here. Now, I'm sorry about Matt and the others, but let's have a drink and let's get some rest first."

My grandfather starts eating with Nicholas.

I said to Liddy, "Good day. You should eat and rest fast," she crouched in front of me and said, "What's the reward?," he asks upwards.

(You're in trouble. I wasn't thinking about anything...... yes)

"Well, I'll accompany you to bed. My bed is occupied by Mel and Sharon."

Liddy erupts into the word.

"Who is that reward for? Well, fine. Then I'll sleep with you."

My mother and Claire, watching beside me, are talking about something, "Oh..." but I was sitting next to Liddy ignoring it.

We're done wiping our bodies. After Liddy takes a light meal, the two of us head to her room.

(I'd be excited if I were an adult body, but I guess I'll see you in this body... which one would really get me to go to sleep with...)

Get into bed with Liddy.

Her warm body touches me and slowly hugs me.

It sounds like a prank, "It's warm. I'm going to sleep like this today. That's a reward," he said, holding me tighter.

"Good day. But I'm so glad you're safe..."

I was really worried about Liddy.

I have a grandfather or Nicholas, but definitely not in the fight. One mistake can hurt you, and it can be the worst thing that can happen to you.

You heard my heart, she says, "It's okay," laughs, hugging me hard.

"I'm not going to die for this. Something that hasn't started anything yet. Yes, nothing yet..."

"Right...... ten more years. After ten years, I can protect Liddy. After ten years..."

She laughed again,

"You don't have to rush. Time with you is a pleasure. We can just be together..."

We talked about a lot of things after that.

What do you want to do and how do you want to live?

"Whatever you do, I'm with Liddy. You promise me that?

She nodded small and gave me a mouthful.

(I want to live happily ever after with Liddy. To be honest, even if my younger brother, my sister, were chosen by God, I would consider Liddy the best. But can you really do that? Can you tell me I can't be manipulated by God?

As if to shake that thought away, I lay my own lips on hers.