Fairy Tale Chronicles

"River Discovery!

A week after breaking into the woods. Hoang, who said he heard the water and went to confirm it about thirty minutes ago, finally discovered the long-awaited river and returned.

"How far is it?

"About twenty minutes through the easy part of the street. Well, even if there's an obstacle to the shortest distance here on the flat, maybe a normal person would take enough."

"Then you're almost there."

When a straight distance is sufficient, there will be close to a kilometer. Even if you can't hear the river spiral, no wonder.

"Nevertheless, a week to discover the river."

"In this case, which was faster to go back to one of the rivers that was crossing the street?

"It was over two hundred kilometers away in the closest place, so I think we'll get lost before we get out around here first"

It tells the story of how troublesome it is to say that the conversation between Spring Vegetables and Makoto is to find a settlement in this vast forest.

"Nevertheless, it's weird that there are traces of people passing through even in such deep places."

"Terez's story and a merchant who almost feels like an adventurer came once a month or so, and that's a trail that the people who say that went through?

"Is this all you can do once a month?

"The elves are also going down to the nearby town about twice a month to buy some sesame stuff, and I'll be using it then."

I just said I can secure enough salt, water and food, some of which are still faster to go down to the town along the street to buy, some of which will have poorer harvests and shorter than I expected. That's a little short, I want to save a little effort, just to secure that sort of thing, so so so far the elves have only made a level of trade close to bartering with the humans, but that seems to be enough for the current situation where the bulk of the stuff is self-sufficient.

"Well, I see people wandering around here, and if there's a river, there should be a little more. Let's try harder."

When I nod at the words of spring vegetables, I gently go down the road to the point where people can get through. For that reason, the biggest reason it took me a week to get here was because I went the wrong way several times along the way. If Terez is right, he would have to get to this river in four days at most, so let's see how flashly they got lost.

Normally, this waste of time is likely to be based on discord within the group, but there is no atmosphere likely to cause noticeable discord at the moment due to the faint awareness that time was wasted in the first place in the case of these guys. If there is, it's time to eat fish or get tired of the sight of the woods on the boulders, all the reasons I'm not subtly nervous enough. Though they walk in search of a road without a way, they are very relaxed people. Mistakes are unlikely to lead to serious problems.

"... you heard the spiral"

"It's time."

Hiroshi answers Tatsuya's words, from which you can see the river in about three minutes. A river about ten meters wide, the size of a river there.

"Ooh."

"Beautiful river."

"Just in time, let's have lunch"

Agree with the words of the Macho, lay down the sheets and go into the preparation of the rice together.

"I think I can get the river fish, but what do we do?

"If you can take it, you want it. Birds, snakes, rabbits, tanukis and worms are getting tired of it."

"Roger that. After lunch, I'll catch a little fish."

Higashi said he was lost and lost a lot of days, but he said something relaxing. Though not a hasty journey by how much, I wonder if I need a little more nervousness.

"What kind of things can you catch?"

"In the meantime, I don't think I'd like to feed on bugs when I eat them myself, so I'll make a lure for you instantly."

"In the end, we can't get out of that pattern..."

In any situation, the ambition to make up all sorts of things in the spirit that you just have to make. Only when I say that, when I do it and my expression is lively, it makes me feel the depth of my business. Honestly, just to say this to this guy and Mio, I get the squint that I don't need to go all the way back over there.

"In the meantime, there's something about water games and other attractions..."

"It's still a little cold, let's not"

"Right."

It's a corner, so we'll go fishing ourselves. Upon finishing a sandwich of Tanuki meat, the Japanese were arraying themselves at the right spot with the fishing pole that Hiroshi had prepared for them in an impromptu position.

"Even though it's not a tropical climate, I can catch some strange colors once in a while..."

Seeing the metallic blue fish I just caught, True Harp twinkles like I said by accident. The size is about eighty centimeters and the big guy inside, but I honestly can't be happy because it's a color that makes it okay to eat it.

Therefore, this rod made up by the Horn, the thread used, is a spiritual thread. Poor yarn because it is a legendary material, but it is so excessive that it rots, that it is used for this kind of thing.

"Shocking pink is still yes, the dome-colored fish just freaked out"

"Is that delicious?

"I don't know what to eat."

Even though it's very relaxing, we catch a lot of things quite well together. A few subtle things are caught there, mixed with regular nijmas, yamamees, ivanas, etc. that are shocking pink or dome colored or not in the shape of fish in the first place.

Most importantly, given that you can fish with impromptu lures, it's not necessarily the same as you can fish in Japan for regular looking sea turtles and Ivana.

"What do we do? I think it's time we caught a good few..."

"I don't know. I'm going back down the river for a while, and this is what's going on for today. Yeah?

"Right. So, can you eat this?

"... what's that isoginchuk like..."

"If you look closely, there are tails, chest bites and spines, so maybe it's a fish for once..."

We observe it in too subtle a way, and think about it a little bit together. Because it is in a state of intimidation, it also seems allergic that the size is swollen to about the face of spring vegetables.

"Aside from the food I eat, why don't you dismantle it a little"

"Something good, you think you can take it?

"I don't know if it's a good idea, but there's something in me that's appealing to me."

With that said, he stabbed a stop with great handiwork, and more and more disintegrating with flowing hands. After removing some areas, bury the rest on the ground for now.

"Was there something I could use?

"Quite a surprise, but there was another part of Soma's ingredients that seemed to be usable for the ingredients"

"Master, what's soma?

"A kind of divine liquor that can be made with God's liquor or. It works pretty hard."

"... I think that's a great thing..."

"Well, the only other ingredient is the sea of life, so how can you do this right away?"

A true harp that subtly catches my face when I hear of the sea of life. The sea of life refers to the saganagi in a cocoon that took large quantities of spiritual filaments and was packed there with plenty of body fluids.

"Just handle a lot of stuff, keep it tight in the warehouse or"

That's what I said, do the processing exactly, and sink the macro in the back of the warehouse. It's a great item, even though it won't be there for the time being. It must be kept in good condition.

"I wonder if boulders are spring vegetables around what I call them?

"Something, I don't know if I'm being praised or not. Commented..."

Tatsuya erupts unexpectedly into Spring Vegetable's comments on Makoto's thoughts. In fact, spring vegetables have a strong pull overall. Regardless of the current progressing form of unluck of being flown to another world, it can be said that being able to rendezvous with the best talent in a certain sense at that time was such strong luck that a change came with a charade about Berthark Bear.

That said, there is an atmosphere that is attracting the poor lottery in the first place due to the strength of its pull, so you may be right to say that the amplitude of bad luck is greater than the strong pull.

"I know it's okay at the moment, but if it rains and rains more water, it sucks, so let's just follow it a little further away"

Hiroshi, who has finished processing fish on her ass for a derailed conversation between True Harp and Spring Vegetables, suggests such a thing.

"Rain, is it going to fall?

"I don't know what to say. However, I think you should come down this week and keep it that way."

"... right"

Beautiful blue sky so far, but to say weather is a whim. Even the weather forecast for Japan in the twenty-first century, which can be predicted with a good deal of accuracy, is off forecast by a small percentage. There's no weather satellites, nothing. It's impossible to predict a hundred percent in this world just looking up at the sky.

"So, how confident are you to follow the safe zone so the river can tell?

"I know more or less, and I've found a path that looks like it, so don't worry."

That said, I just turn back a little bit. As far as the river is no longer visible, it points to a point where there are some signs of stiffening when viewed closely, such that the amateur cannot distinguish clearly. Needless to say, there is no big difference in the path we are taking right now, and no matter how much I say I've gotten used to it, I don't know exactly how to get back to the camp point the day before on True Harp, Spring Vegetables, or Tatsuya.

"I think we should go through here"

"Whether it's you or Mio, I can often find these paths..."

"I don't know what this is, but the collecting system can be worked out."

Hiroshi answers Tatsuya's words with a distant eye. Even in the game, I struggled anyway until I could distinguish these paths. The cumbersome specification that now that we know this, we can finally figure out the way to pick up the top material one step at a time would be a representative example of wasted reality.

"I don't even want to look, but maybe there are other humanoid settlements."

"What's the basis for that?

"There are signs that people wandered around to the wrong extent. That too, quite often."

"I see."

Although it is certain that the elves live there, I do not believe they will hunt in a place that will take more than three days each way from their settlement to the boulder. Maybe there's more than one elf settlement, but then there's got to be more elves coming to the city along the street. At least if there is another settlement around here, it will be said that only about twice a month, almost the same person, comes out of the nearest city. Besides, the Elves are a minority in the first place because of their longevity, and they don't have enough to create that many settlements.

Given that information combined with the amount of this sidewalk, it is likely that non-elf people-shaped races are making this area a territory.

"So, ya. Not much over there. Just wander around here and remember it clearly, but what kind of race do you think is likely to live there?

"Mm-hmm. Goblins seem to be here."

"What's left of the Beast Clan?

"There might be an orgasm."

Mio pinches his mouth at the end of a roughly enumerated people-shaped race likely to be in the woods.

"Maybe Auga or Forest Giant isn't around here"

"Why?"

"There's no sign of a creature of that size passing through."

"I see."

Tatsuya is terribly convinced by Mio's explanation. More than two metres in the Auga, Forest Giant is a race that averages over three metres. If a boulder had a creature that size roaming around, it would have created a bigger space.

"When it's likely in this, maybe it's a goblin?

"Seya."

"Nora said most beasts live close to home."

"Farlane is an easy country for the fae to live in."

In the case of Farlane, whose temperament is moderate in proportion and ethnicity, there is little talk of discriminating or eliminating it because it is heterogeneous. As long as you adhere to the iron rule that tells you to follow the township when entering the township, even if there is a fight on a personal level, it will not first lead to an exclusionary movement in the village or town.

For this reason, cities of more than a certain size are inhabited by so many races as to be sure. Even the Elves and Mora, who have a small total population, have enough people to make some colonies if they want to. Although it is also true that the number of inhabitants alone, to the extent that it is less than a thousand, is hard to imagine that there are many of them.

"How was the goblin over here?

"When we were playing the game, it seemed as if we had imagined it, but by nature, it felt like we were close to normal people. Some treated me like an active monster, others were friendly like I would normally be involved as an NPC."

Spring vegetables answer true harp questions. Makoto, who was even on the front lines as a combat abolitionist, didn't have a chance to encounter a goblin.

"Has Spring Vegetables ever done a quest to say that?

"Yeah. A couple of times."

In other words, the goblins of the Fairy Tail Chronicle are close to fairies. In fact, it's a relatively major goblin exorcism in other games as a quest at the beginning, but it doesn't occur so much in the Fairy Tail Chronicle. In the first place, there are not so many opportunities to fight goblins as active monsters, and when it comes to goblins and fighting, the Ten Eighty-Nine break into their territory while on the move on other errands, destroy them without question because they don't understand Goblin.

For the record, players who got along with Goblin's NPC have developed what they call a goblin learning exercise on the official bulletin board. There were quite a few people who stood up after being moaned for destroying their homeland in this pattern in the game and no longer thought of as just an NPC hit role race. As a result, a significant proportion of players have mastered Goblin and the frequency of tragedies has decreased significantly. For there was a tough time around against the craftsmen, there's something weirdly pastoral about these places that might be said to be the hallmark of this game.

"Well, as a prep for what if, let's check it out."

"What?

"Can we all have a conversation in Goblin?

In the words of a macro, together we understand what we are not going to say. Declare yourself orally.

"I don't remember."

"Me too."

"I can talk."

"I can talk too."

"Brilliantly split up between the battle team and the others."

Together we laugh bitterly at the dialogue of the macro. Where and how many resources were allocated, that's the way it came out.

"Is Elf better?

"You all speak Farlane, Terez says."

"... that's a weird story"

Don't worry if I tell you.

Hi, the elves in this world are different from what I imagined in the details. I don't care. I'm talking about a level, but still, I can't help but eat my face.

"Well, okay. We've spent quite a bit of time on the extra stuff for now, so we'll pick up the pace a little bit."

Copy that.

Freshly rushed by Tatsuya, he makes flashy noises and increases his speed. I haven't thought about the hassle of moving without making a sound, etc. It was a line of walking on a steep pitch, completely ignoring what to do if you go the wrong way with the grass trees that were colorful or subtle.

The scream was heard after noon the second day after we began to retrace the river.

"Hong-kun, Mio"

"Hmm, I heard you."

"Maybe a woman screaming or something."

When I respond to the Spring Vegetable Inquiry, I identify the direction of the scream for now, re-grasp the weapon and change course there. Sounds like one of the signs that Hiroshi and Mio had grasped. Though trembling in multiple ways, a resolutely leading macro subtly invites pity. It doesn't seem to have been that far apart in distance, breaking through at full speed and taking a minute or not, to get to the place in question.

In the place in question, a person who appeared to be a blonde, perhaps a woman, was annoyed by the twigs and was still about to be preyed upon by the great trees.

"Oh no!"

"In time!"

A huge rush into a situation without a moment's respite, for now, a macro throwing an axe while flying the outface in an attempt to distract him. True harp tries to cut off the harp with a sword-based elementary ranged technique/sonic slash. The hand axe drops the tweezer around his leg and cleaves the tweezer in his upper body where the sonic slash was tangling the woman.

"Hiro, is he material?

Tatsuya confirms that she succeeded in rescuing the woman with the first shot and just asks once. The woman has been recovered by regular accelerated magic and fast moving spring vegetables before falling to the ground, and they have both already finished leaving.

"About two ranks above the wood there."

Set up Paul Axe and meet Tatsuya as he packs the distance. For this reason, this Paul Axe was recreated by the Macro using materials prepared by Rayot. When Rayot heard about the fear of the true harp via Raina, he prepared and pressed the magic iron and mythrill for other uses, and then even renewed the furnace's equipment if necessary.

"Then you should stop burning it"

"I might extend the burn, and I'd better avoid it in that sense. Yeah."

"Then I'll do it at the root, as appropriate."

That being said, Tatsuya takes to dimension her roots with the attack magic of the earth system. Where that magical effect has expired, a majestic swing at Paul Axe and pounding near the root of the trunk.

Having devoured up to a third of the trunk in a single blow, Paul Axe makes a lavish noise and tries to eat exactly in the same position again. If this is a sword, even if the users of the Makoto class use more than equivalent weapons, it's not usually this far in attack. Axe blades can be a powerful weapon against tree-based monsters.

"Bad Forever"

Shoot down the magnum, which stretched out all the last evil ascension, with an arrow wrapped around the wind with no expression on his face. The last blow is slammed in from the Macro without a moment of hair, and the temperamental, degenerative Demon Tree is cut down in a luxurious manner.

"Wood, get ya!

"Whoa!

I would love to forget my original purpose and do such a thing while gladly paying off the branches with a retrieved hand axe. Tatsuya relentlessly puts in a penetration with a cane just to wait.

"You'll have to make sure whoever helped you is safe first, won't you?

"I was wondering if Spring Vegetables would do that."

"No, no, no, I'm still worried about you. Would it be polite to show you about that?

Tatsuya gets stuck in the trumpet harp and moves toward the woman even though her hair is shaved behind her back. By the time her whole body had been in sight, almost all the rice had been removed by the hands of spring vegetables and Mio, in a state that could be observed without overlooking its outstanding appearance.

As expected, the woman was an elf. That pointy ear proves to be an elf without deception. The hair that was bound by the current commotion is loose and the thinner gold thread than that of the spring vegetables is spreading loosely. Unusual as an elf woman, the eyes of a large saggy eye are green, perfect for the image of a forest people. I feel slightly younger when I say it over the whole facial shape, but I would be older than Mio or Aeris on the boulder.

But her biggest feature is not facial shaping. I don't think of it as an elf tribe, its proportions. Tall and overall luxurious is not out of the race inclination, but the puffiness that pushes up the chest of grassy clothes definitely outweighs spring vegetables as well. Whether the blow of the true harp earlier blurred or caught on the branches of the tree when it was freed, the fruit of the forbidden fruit that was deftly fruitful from the chest of clothes torn to a somewhat distinct sensation is still going to fall zero, and Tatsuya and others are going to have trouble doing things with their eyes.

Even though Tatsuya says she has trouble with the place of her eyes that way, in these circumstances, she looks first and foremost at Hiroshi, who is likely to beg for her life with a rattled tremor in one corner of the room, for some reason eating in with Shinji. There is absolutely no sexual element in that gaze, and I can feel some sort of anger that I have witnessed incredible objects. Whatever Jin Qin is, it's rare for Hiroshi to point such a gaze at a woman through, it's like a foretaste of a natural mutation, and even creepy anyway.

"Oh, um..."

Though subtly drawn to the gaze of those two, for now I tried to utter a word of gratitude without withstanding the strange silence, whispering her words and Hongqin opens his mouth.

"Apologize......! Apologize to Dr. TOOKIN!!

"Weird!"

Tatsuya defeats Hiroshi and Makoto at the same time with Harrison, who all of a sudden said something tongue-in-cheek. An elf woman who is suddenly asked to apologize for the mystery and shows up confused as much as she wants without knowing how to react.

"Because elves are not creatures with thinner chest armor!

"The tall, washboard model body shape is derived from the right way to elf or! Big tits and boob elves can't be!

"So I guess this isn't the time to talk about it right now!

"Brother Da, don't you admit to insisting on going away?

"I didn't admit it!

With the extra penetration of Mio, we're about to derail even more flashy together. Spring vegetables go into orbit fixing the story for now, even though I'm stunned by them like that.

"In the meantime, I don't care if the elves have big tits or lactating milk, so just listen to me"

Spring vegetables that smash off extra controversy with a terrible discourse and forcefully track the story. Elf woman trying to thank you this time while keeping her chest properly hidden for now, also subtly drawn to the language of spring vegetables. Spring vegetables noticed the appearance, take out the spare jacket and weave the feathers.

"Oh, uh, thank you!

"Never mind. 'Cause it just happened to be on the street."

"Well, it's like I'm half lost"

A sumptuous announcement of the spring vegetables and the fact that there is no body or lid to answer the elf woman thanking her like that, laughing like a nippa.

"Lost, is it?

"Seya Nen. I just heard about the elf settlement, the whole place, it's there. I have business at the temple of the Forest God..."

"Lots of sidewalks, lost for now"

An elf woman who shows a little thought in the words of Hon and Mio.

"Um, if I may, may I ask you to tell me what business you're going to the temple for?

"If I go to the temple, I wonder if I can make contact with Alanwen, the god of the woods, what do you think?

"To Master Alanwen..."

An elf that gives the words of spring vegetables an indescribable look. Seeing the look on his face, he goes on with his words worried that he had said something bad.

"Is it still a bad idea to say you want to see Master Alanwen?

"Well, rather than bad, I can't judge..."

"Need permission from a lazy person?

"Yes. Thirty years ago, I didn't have any particular problems, but I've had a lot going on lately."

Differences in perceptions of time are reflected in the way in which thirty years are described as recent. The species that is said to be the longest life in this world on boulders, not half the length of chi.

"Thirty years and your feelings for people outside are getting worse? If so, we can't be here first..."

"No. In the first place, people never come out of the woods more than they get worse."

"Well, I guess so..."

Tatsuya is somewhat convinced by Elf's words. We basically like to come in here like ourselves. It wouldn't be possible to try to do something like interact so massively with the outside world.

"So you can guide me to the elf settlement, right?

"Yes. Say or don't"

To the words of True Harp, an elf with sparkling eyes. The look can only be read as welcome no matter how twisted the decision is made.

"In the meantime, do we not have to walk on the beast path for a while now?

"How about what?

"We hear that our settlements are not so much the same as the villages and towns inhabited by the human species if we leave aside the degree of skill."

"Then there's a proper somewhat easy path to walk, isn't there?

"Yes."

Spring vegetables that, to the words of the elves, make you look somewhat happy. I was tired of walking all the way down the beast path, which was hard to walk on boulders. My heart was never broken thanks to my portable bath and massage chair, but I miss the view that it's time to smell of culture and civilization.

"Hey, put it that way."

"What's up?

"You didn't introduce yourself."

"Oh! If you say so!!

We completely forgot to introduce ourselves to each other because it was something they were too familiar with.

"I'm late for my application. My name is Alchem. I am the son of Arte Ortem's Mazer and Rachem."

"Arte Ortem?"

Tatsuya is introduced to herself who doesn't really understand and looks surprised unexpectedly. Other humans also feel subtly unintelligible.

"Alte Ortem is the oldest land in the settlement of Ortem, the ancient language of the elves. Think of it as a place name that refers to the area where I was born and raised."

"You don't have a last name or a family name?

"The settlement of Elves is about 5,000 households in the village of Ortem, which seems to be the largest in the forest, so it goes roughly anywhere, anywhere, anybody and anybody's children. We almost all know each other because it feels like we're all going to grow up in a settlement."

"I see."

Spring vegetables somehow understand the system, greatly surprised by the fact that there are settlements with five thousand households in these woods. Unlike Dwarves. For a long life span, I heard that the pace at which children are born is also lax, so I can only be really surprised at its scale.

For this reason, Therese also has a proper name, but in the city of Human Beings it is almost pointless, so it is appropriately omitted and named Therese Farm. I was concerned that Higashi also named him differently than he did when he was in Therese, but I am going through it for now on this occasion, taking care that it will be that way anyway.

"Uh, I'm Fujido Spring Vegetables. Fujido is my family name and Spring Vegetables is my personal name. All humans here now are in the same line about their names. So, our male oldest brother is Tatsuya Kazuki. The only one in this is married. The other boy is Donghong, and the woman with short hair is Makoto Mizoguchi. The youngest child is Mio Mizuhashi."

Matching the introduction of spring vegetables, Honda completes the oral introduction. Match your name with your face as you whine in your mouth several times after listening to the introduction, check again and bow your head again in a relieved manner.

"Then we've introduced ourselves to each other, and we're off to the village of Elves. Proceed!

"Hey town"

He says he's got a corner temper, but he waits for the macro to give him water.

"What's going on?

"Still spreading the hunter tree. How could you leave such fine wood behind?"

Together, he unwittingly leaks a sigh of shudderness to a macro with a handax and a niggling laugh. After all, the departure was delayed by about fifteen minutes.

"I didn't know there was such a fine village in these woods..."

"I wonder if it's bigger than around the village of Leyte, here."

When I saw the village of Elf, which arrived in about an hour with the guidance of Alchem, I was surprised.

"Well, I don't really have an image of an elf farming, but this place is totally rural..."

"Rural. It's also a good old Japanese mountain village, full of atmosphere."

Look at the vast fields and divulge that sentiment to your mouth. As far as I can see, the fields that are still finished planting the next crop are part of it, so at this stage we do not know what kind of crops we mainly grow. It seems that the fields around here have just finished harvesting winter crops, and most of them have only been taken care of and nothing planted yet, whether they are putting the fields to rest or are going to plant crops from summer to autumn.

Not so much if this is an imine, legume, or wheat, but if you're going to plant corn in this area, it's going to be hard to harvest. Anyway, corn, commonly grown in Farlane, is a so-called plant-based monster. When I say monster, it's the same as pome, not carnivorous, but very much of a human nature, except at certain times. Unlike Pome, it usually grows up carefully rooted and is no different from regular plants.

It is a corn that is heavily and wilderness resistant and easy to cultivate with high yields, but in the harvest season it moves around on its own and tries to run around here and there in an attempt to travel to New Heaven and Earth to increase itself. If you catch it and try to harvest it, you resist it pretty hard, so it pays back that you're not quite a trained person. Branch binta honestly hurts severely when eaten in thin clothes.

But maybe some corn isn't a monster just because Honda hasn't seen it yet.

"What kind of planting is this field?

"This area is basically legumes and root vegetables, isn't it? In the harvest season, people try to escape, so they make a fuss about twice a year."

"Trying to escape, beans? Or root vegetables?"

"There are several types of both. Especially since Oro Daikon is fast on the run."

Oro radishes are radishes with about five centimeters tip and two strands. Unlike normal ones, it has a unique refreshing sweetness that goes well with consomme and seafood dashi. For this reason, it is a very popular ingredient in winter because it tastes good when added to Terona, etc. It seems that relatively warm areas are more fertile, and in the case of Farlane, they are mainly grown in areas near the South. but at least Spring Vegetables and Tatsuya didn't know it was a plant-based monster.

"The sight of radishes running away is pretty surreal."

"That's right..."

Daikon escapes quietly over the snow as he busily moves his short legs. It is a rather surreal sight. It's a level where you say there will be snow around here twice or three times a year, but still, it's not to say that it will never accumulate at harvest time. So once every few years, I would see a surreal sight to say so.

"Harvesting work in a snowy year is really hard..."

"You have a real feeling..."

"Try it once and you'll see..."

Tatsuya turns an unexpected sympathetic eye to Alchem's heartfelt sigh.

"Other than that, it's hard growing up with a few strains of rave beans each year and a huge amount of impatience. Because I use the beans I grew up with as a flying tool to resist, the yield decreases, and it hurts a lot when I hit them because it's time for thin clothes..."

Words that don't seem like agricultural stories usually pop out of Alchem's mouth. This farming seems a lot tougher.

"Reeve beans and I grew him up together again."

"It goes well with winter vegetables in terms of field management, and you lose to soybeans, but the nutritional value and harvest are fine. However, the attack hurts anyway..."

"Why don't you plant an iron plate?

"I don't even want to think about farming with something so hot and heavy on or in the summer......"

To the blur of Alchem, a macro convinced that so too. He also cultivated several times during the game, but already had enough HP and defense at the time to be too raw, so he was able to harvest with basic no damage even if he ate a bean intensive fire. That said, since the working procedures, the time it takes to cultivate, and other things are completely different from the game in the first place, it is a completely useless memory.

"Nevertheless, I didn't think the elves were a farming nation..."

"What did you think of the elves?

"I thought it was a species that built symbiotic relationships based on hunting and harvesting, mainly forests, and following us."

"No matter how many elves live in a fruitful forest, there's no way to cover the lives of people who are certified by boulders to be a major force in that way."

"So is that..."

Tatsuya is unintentionally badly convinced by Alchem's statement that sells fights to the whole image of fantasy so far. There is no denying the aspect that a life like a bigoted concealer can be established because of its small number. Though the settlement is more than 10,000 due to the aging of young children, the Elves seem to be to the extent of more than a million large stations worldwide. It is impossible, no matter what you think, for all of that to be eaten only by the grace of the forest.

This Japanese living environment like Riyama may in some ways be inevitable.

"In the first place, even this settlement expanded while opening the tunnel to where the plants stopped growing because of some reason, improving the soil so that it wouldn't load the forest little by little, right?

"True story..."

"Something is breaking my image of the elves..."

The Japanese unexpectedly and sincerely agree with True Harp's words. The truth is, the image of ordinary elves they hold is shared by most races. In that sense, rather, maybe it's the elves here that are weird.

"... hmm?

As he walked down the farm road for a while wasting time on crops doing his usual life, settlement composition, etc., he abruptly expressed his interest in something.

"What's up?

"No, I'm a little concerned about that corner, what do you think?

"I don't know..."

Suddenly he frowns at the shaken story and observes the compartment to which Hiroshi points. After a few observations, Tatsuya realizes what he's not going to say and gives a startled look.

"Hey, Alchem..."

"Yes, what is it?

"What kind of crop are they growing there...?

"Oh, that's right. It's our staple, Lars wheat farm."

Wheat, I was disappointed that I missed my expectations when I was told, but Tatsuya put a glimmer of hope on the word "paddy" and decided to overlap the confirmation.

"What kind of crop is larce wheat?

"Uh, whatever, I don't care..."

Alchem figuring out how to answer Tatsuya's query. Although it is named after wheat, it is hard to explain that there is no such thing outside because it is different from the usual wheat when it is fruitful and the shape of the fruit.

"Oh, yeah. I'm going to show you that because the lunch I just had is a rice balls with larce wheat."

I remembered my lunch when I was thinking about explaining it, and Alchem said so with his hands pounded. Immediately remove the leaf-wrapped grip from the bag with anti-rot as it is and spread it out to show.

"I knew it!

"Coming! Come on!!

"This is..., just a development...!

"Shh...! Incredible......!

"I can't believe it's grown here!

Alchem pulls as hard as he can for a row of reactions when he shows his grip. That would also be natural. Anyway, Alchem's lunch is called a salted rice rice rice balls.

"Uh, what's wrong with larce wheat?

"Well, in my hometown, they call me by my rice name, and I knew it would be the staple food. But it's not grown in Farlane."

"Uh, I see. But you didn't call it wheat?

"Wheat and rice have quite different properties as crops, so they're basically treated as something else in our hometown."

In reply to the Machete, Alchem gives a strange look. Apparently, the elves make no distinction between wheat and rice. Because they are both plants of the family Ineidae, it is not that they are wrong.

That's how subtle pushing questions are, someone rushes over as they make a flashy metal noise down the path they've come through.

"Alchem! @ * > $# % &!?"

"Chet?"

Alchem looks back unexpectedly at the voices of the familiar village youth and looks surprised. Whether or not you realize what such an alchem looks like, a young man dressed in a full plate of bees like the one Doga wore, at least in words that Tatsuya and Makoto can't hear. The face is usually a typical elf of a very beautiful shape, but the neck and the like, which are only able to wear a full plate and run around and are subtly exposed, seem to have a very thick, very massive body.

"Chet, it's in front of the customers, in Farlane for now, right?

"This is rude, my guest. Mr. Govejon told me that Hunter Tree was blocking the route between the village and the outside, and I rushed to find Alchem. I'm so glad you're okay! The hunters who went looking only dropped the hunter tree wreckage and Alchem's bow, I say, and hey, I'm worried and worried...!

From the elf of beauty, Farlane flies out in a bee. Especially where it was pronounced Govejon, etc., it only sounds gobbly no matter what you hear. The moment I heard it, I couldn't stand the impulse I was desperate to hold on to, and Hong and Makoto shouted.

"Apologize......! To Dr. TOOKIN............!!

"Perseverance!!

Most of all, the next moment I screamed, he was Harrison to Tatsuya.

"Right. Do you have business with Lady Alanwen?"

"Yeah. So, you go to someone who gives you permission,"

For now, it's because I shouted one shot and my impulse subsided, or True Harp, who normally talks to Chet. Explaining why you came to this village, how you helped Alchem, etc., it is strange or hot and painful for the elves who were around to thank you over and over again.

After Hiroshi and Makoto were forced to remain silent by Tatsuya's Harrison, when Chet whistled his fingers, the inflexible elves gathered here and there. I've always had such a massive body that I think this guy might be wrong about the race, and it's hot and painful. I feel very uncomfortable because my face remains the image of an elf.

"Nevertheless, thank you very much"

"Alchem is the youngest stomach in Arte Ortem. I wish Hunter Tree had eaten me, oops!!

"That's enough."

Though subtly fed up with the tearful elves over the hot bitterness, Makoto can smile bitterly for now. For some reason, of the three girls, the true harp is the most popular with the elves. My face is young and beautiful, my words and actions are subtly hot and painful over my old age. Surrounded by such a group, I don't have the urge to scream again, perhaps because I screamed once earlier.

"With that said, you said you were the youngest in Arte Ortem, but you don't have any other children?

"Ainya. The whole village has about a hundred young children."

"It's just that the oldest arte orthem in the district was last born fifty years ago. Fifty years ago, the baby was old enough to finally have a baby."

"So that's Alchem? That's another long story."

"Elves have a long life span. For that matter, it'll take time for your body to really mature. If you're just going to get pregnant, it'll be enough for you to be twelve years old, boys. It'll take a long time before you get a decent body, compared to the humans and the Beasts."

Apparently, the age at which the body finishes the minimum maturation is not so different for both elves and other races. In the first place, the long period of unprotected toddlers is only a risk for the entire race. With that in mind, it doesn't seem so strange to say that it is too early for secondary sexual characteristics to occur with respect to average life expectancy.

"With that said, you were free to come and go to the temple thirty years ago, right?

"Huh. Back then, there was nothing strange about growing grass."

A seemingly young middle-aged elf who decides that we have everything we want to hear for now and returns a terminal answer to the words of spring vegetables that have changed the subject to a story that concerns our purpose.

"Strange grass? Perhaps you need permission to go to the temple..."

"Hmm. The strange grass of carnivores has grown. Except for people who can protect themselves, they're off-limits."

"Good luck getting rid of them, but they're breeding fast."

"The herbicide I tried to make was also quickly resistant."

A line with a face that says, wow, to that word. As hard as these massive elves struggle, their carnivorous plants must be quite tricky.

"Well, we're at the head's house now, and ask the head for more information."

"Yes."

Reply to the words of the middle-aged elf and put your destination in sight. A house that I don't even feel bigger than the other houses I've seen by the time I got here. This is the house of the chief that binds this village.

I'll leave the rest to Alchem.

"We'll keep you informed of Alchem's safety and the arrival of our guests."

"Tonight is a welcome party for the village."

Mr. Govejon and the others need to know.

So spoken the elves, leaving to scatter the spider child. There is no such thing as vigilance towards others.

"People are so nostalgic..."

"People coming from outside are rare and hungry for entertainment..."

"If you say so, Mr. Alchem, I'm not very impressed."

"I'm one of the negotiators with the outside world."

It is clear, but Mio hasn't missed the occasional subtle breakdown when talking to the elves.

"In the meantime, I'm going to talk to the chief, so could you give me a moment?

"Copy that. Please."

That's how they wait about a minute. Multiple signs emerge from the back of the house.

"I'm sorry, customer. You're ruining my legs."

An old elf man emerged from inside the house. The head is in a state suitable for the expression river child. The cheeks are so full of meat that they are likely to sag off. More importantly, the slutty, swollen three-step belly opposite the elf I've ever seen shakes the image of the elf more intensely than ever.

"Ayama......!

"Perseverance!"

While subtly agreeing on the inside, Tatsuya crushes Higashi's dialogue if he is fast and Harrison.

"Master. The penetration has nothing to do with the matter"

"Shit, I'm sorry. impulsively."

I honestly apologize, but I don't know how I feel, so I can't say anything.

"In the meantime, I need to talk to you about something."

"What?

The chief, who was roughly briefed by Alchem on the circumstances, turns his attention toward the worthy words of Macho.

"Lars wheat, which we call rice, help us spread its cultivation methods to Farlane. Hmm?

"That's not what I'm talking about right now!

Suddenly the penetration of the true harp, which should have been bogged down together, bursts against a macro derailed in the direction of the day after tomorrow. To the words and deeds of such Gentiles were the elves that made their eyes black and white.