Fairy Tale Chronicles

1. Residents of the Elf Forest

"There's nothing wrong with this because it's around the Forest Giant settlement on a boulder."

"Originally, it's a tough race."

"Neither will you let them attack the village."

Forest Giant settlement about thirty minutes from the village of Ortem on their feet. Seeing the road that far, Makoto and Tatsuya say as impressed. Only a race with an average height of three meters on a boulder seems to be perfectly defended in their village.

"Nevertheless, with such a giant roaming around, there's hardly a beast path around here that says so."

"If I mention it, even the village of Ortem has so little trace that I don't think there's a village of that size."

"If the species living in the woods leave a clear trail in the woods, let's be clear."

Foredan, three hundred and two centimeters tall, puts in a penetration as he progresses with little shaking of the trees. With a bitter smile at that insignificant pointer, he moves on with shaking the trees more flashly than Govejon or Foredan. Normally, monsters are less likely to attack us or crush our own unintentional eyes, but this time it's mainly about making facial connections with settlements of non-elf species. If you turn off the moving sound too brilliantly, that's not a good idea.

"It's about time."

"Hmm."

Govejon and Foredan tell me to look into a gap in the bush where my body grew so busy that I could hide. Fulfilling there...

"... the scale is big, but you don't have a lot of houses"

"We are Gatai because Gatai is Gatai. Let it be small as a force. Every settlement has a three-digit household."

"Guys, if you look at the elves, there's no reason why the main households are single households or couples alone."

A log house in a bungalow about two floors in size, visible from a gap, by human standards. The scale is quite large and spectacular as if it were concentrated in a dozen houses. but I'm going to be confused by the size of it, but as True Harp pointed out, the number of buildings is certainly small.

About five hundred Forest Giants are in the settlement of Foredan. The life expectancy of the Forest Giant is very much the same as that of a human being, and the ability to reproduce is said to be more than an elf and less than a human. There are also food conditions, and they do not generally increase or decrease, and they change about. Occasionally, they make matches with Forest Giants in another settlement, so excessive blood thickening is avoided.

For this reason Foredan is about to plug into Thirty Ways, and his daughter-in-law has passed away sick three years ago. The child said that the older child was about to say puberty. Normally, it seems like something that would suck if such a hoey father were out, but I guess there's nothing that could be said about such a small settlement.

"Everybody, we've got guests!

With the Voice of Foredan, Straw and Forest Giants appear from the crowd. That number, you just said roughly four hundred. It would be reasonable to say that some of them are absent because of the old people and jobs that are making their feet worse.

"It's rare to be a human species."

"Alchemy's benefactor."

"I'm staying in Ortem Village for a while, so, just in case, I brought you face to face."

"Is that it? Then you can't stay long."

"Hmm."

A group of Forest Giants surrounding the two in a strangely welcoming mood. Though there is no hostility, its power is inside.

"Goblin next?

"That's what I'm gonna do."

"Then there's the liquor that went up just fine. Take a barrel. Do you have any guests?

"I want it!"

True harp jumps without one or two to the offer of a long-lasting giant. It was Tatsuya Makoto and Tatsuya, who got a rather tight drink with Forest Giant specifications and traveled with a loose face.

"This is another great number."

"The power of goblins is so great that they can be counted."

"With the same number, we can't beat Elves and Giants no matter what."

Goblins' settlement. This one has very little that can be called a building, and lives in the holes here and there, in the barn, in the woods. Govejon, Goblin can't make buildings because of the dramatic population growth and replacement. Therefore, the only thing that can be called a house is that of a human being who does important work, including Govejon, and the other buildings are only about warehouses.

Such a goblin settlement, but the number of people living in it is very high compared to the area. More than Forest Giants are coming out after just counting them, and more straw comes out later. It's a little festive.

"Long, long. The Forest Giant is picking up some new booze."

"Oh! That's true!

Foredan grates barrels to match Govejon's words. A chief who looks at it and raises a voice of joy. A barrel, but a barrel of Forest Giant specs. If the goblins do well, each cup is a serving.

"Oh, yeah."

"What's up, customer?

"I've been wandering around. I've tailored about three slash jaguars, can you eat that one?

"I've always been a pretty big individual, so there's a lot to eat out of. If I can eat, I'm thinking about leaving one head behind?

"That's another story. They're fierce and vicious. If you're a goblin, it's tough not to be ready for fifteen."

"Guys, it's a habit to eat normally, but if you smoke it, you can smoke it."

When I nod at the goblins in the atmosphere who said welcome, I take the biggest guy out of the bag. The size of their prey is cheered by the goblins.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

"Long, long. I'll give you something too."

"Right. Even so, all I can give you right now is lettrell fruit liquor and malga bird smoked eggs..."

"What kind of thing is that?

"Lettrell is a nut you can take around February. It tastes more intense with mountain grapes. Alcohol is usually like that. Smoked eggs from Marga birds go well with lettrell liquor."

"Well, if you can have it, then so be it."

Makoto decides not to get lost in the combination of alcohol and knobs. I feel that my desire for alcohol is getting worse because my feminine taste is basically sealed. I don't seem to be saying "alcoholic" at all, so I don't feel any sign that I'm going to sell my buddies for booze at the moment.

"If you're going to go to Fairy's, why don't you finally take about a barrel?

Copy that.

When you nod generously at the words of the length, you receive a barrel that is too large for their physique, like a goblin carries for three, and clamp it in a bag.

"Fairy afterwards?"

"It's a fairy over here, so maybe you can't be alarmed."

Tatsuya and Makoto are the ones we will discuss before we leave. This is the only place where Govejon accidentally leaked a bitter laugh when he heard the words.

"What can I do for you?

A man about sixty centimeters tall, who looks like a fairy tale with butterfly feathers on his back, says in a dewy tone of vigilance as well. Look at that, true harp subtly having trouble reacting. Tatsuya seemed to have some anticipation, and I won't show how upset I was when I said this. Finally, we both realize that there are a lot of fairies hidden in places unseen from Tatsuya and the others.

These two are guests of Ortem Village.

"Alchem, you saved my life."

"Can you trust me?

Tatsuya thinks that this is a normal attitude towards the suspicious eye fairy, etc. The species that say fairy varies a lot from work to heirloom, but the characteristic of strong vigilance is not uncommon. Most commonly, the elves are on your side...

That's what Alchem himself says.

"Is there any chance of a selfie by threatening me?

"That's rude to Elf's elders."

Makoto somehow explores the signs around him as he listens to the conversation between Fairy and Govejon. There is no particular reason, I was just really somewhat concerned. The ability of the senses is low, but the experience of fighting on the front lines since the time of the game suggests that's where this handful works.

"Hey, Tatsuya"

"What's up?

"That's probably a monster, right?

True harp sneaked up on the grass wrapped around a tree, shaking a normal harp. Besides the strange position of the gatekeeper, I am concerned that the number is too small. Hiroshi or Mio would have broken through the fact that he was a monster the moment he saw it, but unless he actively suspected it in True Harp's sensing abilities, he couldn't spot the pseudo-system monster in that hand.

"What do we do? You want me to knock you down first?

"Right. I don't know what a monster looks like, but it'll be less trouble if you do it."

Leave Govejon and Fairey, who are still in trouble, and go to the suspicious one for now. At some point the plant was moving as close as it could get. Around the sickle cut off the sickle that had stretched towards the approaching Makoto as expected and tried to cut off the main body...

"What are you doing!?

A Fairy woman who was hiding and watching pops up.

"Ah! Fool!

Makoto screams unexpectedly at the flying fairy. The moment the hand of the attack stops, he tries to prey on Fairy, who jumped in like a clear aim. The moment the fairy is tangled, the true harp chops off the harp with a sickle.

"Stay back because it's dangerous!

Recklessly scold the fairy that popped out in front of the monster and cut off the body like place. One exhales when he observes the lightly withered plant without alarm in one blow and concludes that apparently there is no sign of growth.

"This isn't a replacement for your gatekeepers, is it?

A fairy man shaking his neck left and right in response to a genuine harp inquiry. Women have a complexion that would be more correct from the shock of being eaten by boulders or to say white through blues.

"It's so noisy, should I mow some grass around?

"To a boulder, it wouldn't be a good idea to do it on your own any more"

"Right. You're not very welcome, and I don't like to be taken for granted."

Fairies with indescribable expressions on their words. Right there.

"What are you fussing about?

From within the village, a male fairy appears somewhere splendid. From the feel of it, apparently the Fairies' leadership class.

"Govejon just tried to push me back because he brought room"

"He's a benefactor of Alchemy. Bring him in. What's wrong with him?

"If that's what you trust, hey, it's on"

"Fort, don't!

A correspondent, called Fort, is drunk by a man who comes out later and shuts up.

"Excuse me, customer. We are a weaker species than goblins in our ability to do anything but magic. Not so many, no matter how vigilant you are."

"Well, that's normal."

"The elves respond too slowly, actually"

"That's the thing. It's normal to be vigilant, so don't worry about it."

Two people smiling bitterly at men's apologies but telling them they don't care for the time being. A man who looks somewhat relieved by those two words and attitudes.

"Why apologize for the suspicious margin, Zeon!

"You say it's rude, but Fort!

"Guys!

"If you doubt everything and rule out any room that could make you an ally, we'll be the ones in trouble in the end!

Fantasy's Zeon and Fort share a conversation that is also common in the species mentioned above in a harsh tone of tone. It is relatively easy to read if you fix the text, but the truth is that the intonation is not only strange, but the dialogue clouds in strange places, making it surprisingly difficult to hear.

"It's a common conversation."

"Those two, always like that?

"Be-nah."

"Fortress, you're so stubborn with habits."

"Guys, the zeon hasn't changed much."

The leftovers accidentally gaze at the mouth that keeps heating up. The default is the same, but what Zeon is saying keeps changing. If you want to raise the difference between the two, you need enough to show thanks for the grace you received regardless of acknowledging the other person, to make Zeon's claim look slightly outward. The attitude of starting from the point where you doubt and don't accept the basic opponent all the way to the point is very much the same, as is the fact that you are not willing to accept the opponent where you are a little thankful.

If we look at this fight and raise what we know, Zeon and Fort will not have such a big upward and downward relationship from the standpoint. Because if there is a proper upward and downward relationship between boulders, it is impossible for Fort to eat anything in this way.

"It's pointless to say something in front of a guest."

"Hmm."

It goes without saying that the conversation between Govejon and Foredan tells the story of the barren and ridiculous nature of the current situation.

"Something's already bothering me, and you want to put aside the liquor I kept from the head of the goblin and go home?

"Right. You won't be so deeply involved anyway."

Discussing, for example, a Fairy woman, who had previously turned bright white, stares at Zeon and Fort with some somewhat hot gaze at some point.

Both are men who have lost one of their heads among the fairies of Aesthetic Variety. If you're a woman of the same race, it's not weird to climb up. No, but the True Harp sensor tells me it's not a subtle gaze to say so.

"Hey, you got a minute?

"What be?

"I've been a little concerned..."

"You're not thanking me? You certainly helped me. I appreciate that, but I'm not willing to admit you."

A faerie woman with an excuse to say something like that while blushing in a different way. If you want to make a translation, say, "You didn't say anything about helping. But thank you" or something. If you look at what you're saying, it feels like saying something, but your attitude, tone, etc. are all betrayed. I'm in the mood to say that Tatsuya is classified as Ota and Makoto, because the sub audio is obviously saying "Thank you, sorry".

I've had such a tundra, a true harp whose movement stopped for a moment in a dialogue like that, but to restart and get to the point for now.

"I don't care about thanking you, but I was wondering how you were, or how you looked at those two."

"Are you complaining?

"None"

Hands patterned and denied with a full grin against a suddenly aggressive Fairy woman, whispering at a volume that would never be heard by any other human near close range.

"Was it Mr. Zeon and Mr. Fort? You, that combination of the two, which one prefers the development of pushing down the other?

……

"Personally, I'm under the impression that Mr. Zeon is more aggressive, and Mr. Fort is more aggressive,"

"Attack? Take?

"Ahhh, do you classify boulders as jargon..."

Seeing the reaction of a Fairy woman, she reflects a little, and begins to blow in one thing after another that she doesn't need. A woman who dyes her face bright red as an apple in a true harp description, but hears the explanation with a serious look. Soon three other people besides her, a new fairy woman, are joining the story. Mindful of how it looks, Makoto begins to paint a stiff level of illustration on a paper he snuck out of that doesn't seem sarcastically free-handed. Regardless, what I'm portraying is a tangle between naked zeons and defaults.

"Makoto, if you say hello to the chief, we'll go straight home."

"Oh, yeah, roger that."

Soon, Makoto began to immerse himself in some inner circle talk with a large number of Fairy women. Tatsuya, who had been distanced under barometric pressure by a subtly hidden aura of rot, went on to talk about it and go home. It seems that around the end of Daita preaching, various post-processing has also been completed, and now we are drawn back to reality where we have begun to exuberance that this is a discussion.

"Hey, Makoto..."

"What?

"I don't know what you were talking about, but I'm guessing you're blowing something weird in there, aren't you?

"It's okay, it's okay. I was just getting more interactive."

What interaction, Tatsuya, I was afraid to ask. Later this evening, he was asked that the Fairy women possess the qualities, but now he had no reason to know.

2. Aeris, go to the buckwheat shop

"Father, Grand Priest"

"What is it, Master Aeris?

"I don't think I had any particular errands today?

"It's not an official business. I'm just here to be a little selfish."

The King and the Great Cleric face each other unexpectedly to Aeris, who has cut out the story with a serious look when he did it. I can't imagine how selfish Aeris seems to be.

"And what is that selfishness?

"Soon, I'd like you to take a rest."

"I don't mind that, but why?

"Actually..."

The King and the Great Cleric unwittingly get a subtle look when they hear Aeris explain it. I had anticipated to some extent that I wanted to get out of the city, but I didn't think that was why I wanted to play.

"Buckwheat shop, is it..."

"You always eat soba, don't you?

"It's not something I make and eat myself, I want to try something that's made as a business"

Aeris claims with a serious face and a slightly feverish gaze. The fact that it can be said that it is a fine royalty if its content is not by its side is indescribably a profound story.

"Honestly, eating in the city is not very acceptable..."

"If it's dangerous, Alfemina will tell you, Father."

"... that's why the faithful don't hear much..."

The Great Cleric becomes an even more elusive face to Aeris, who by example showcases too cheap a shrine. It is a costume story to exaggerate my ability as a princess to teach me the dangers, but to say why I tried to eat my side in the city could crash stocks in many ways on boulders.

"... Grand Priest, I can't think of a reason to dismiss it, what do you think?

"Right...... Besides, I just rejected it anyway, and there's nothing I can do about it being snuck up on that leg that went out to the Azma Workshop. Lately, there have been some plain signs of rebellion."

"... right"

The biggest reason I couldn't think of for rejecting it is that it comes in and out of the Azma Workshop every day. Depending on the day, we can extend our legs to less secure areas such as the market as it is with the workshop staff, so we can't feel stuffed right now.

More to the point, when I was protected by Hongda, I wasn't alone, but I'm still walking around quite a bit fluttering over there in disguise. If you're really worried, that's also the story that Doga needs to give permission for a free day and let them act together.

There will be some opinions about letting Doga use the holidays, but this is another plainly more current story. Anyway, now that it's time for his grandson to grow up splendid and not play much with him, it's also a secret pleasure for him to roll out to the city with Aerys in the name of his escort. If I tell you, it's a sweet grandpa position for my grandson.

"... right. Ernst's holiday is in three days. Lord Grand Cleric, has anything happened this day?

Especially since we don't have to detain Mr. Aerys.

"Then make it that day"

"Thank you!

Aeris bows her head politely to thank her as she sparkles her eyes. It is a roundabout attitude wielding an invisible tail. As it is, thank you again and exit, returning to the temple.

"Anyway, I decided that it would be better if I made it by myself..."

"Well, wouldn't that be nice"

After dropping off the exited Aeris, the King and the Great Cleric who squeals about the blur and honest sentiments about it. That's how Aeris was supposed to get to the memorial buckwheat shop.

"Is this it......!

"That's a lot of flair."

Three days later. Taking the day off as planned, Aeris had come to a buckwheat shop slightly outside the restaurant district, guided by Fam. The storefront is a wooden bungalow with a sense of flair, at least in architectural styles not found in Farlane. That should also be the case, the building itself was commissioned by Hiroshi to the shopkeeper by making up the drawings before he left, and there is no way that the drawings he drew beyond being a buckwheat shop are other than Japanese architecture. As a result, it had a strange view, blending in like it was floating from the surroundings.

"In the meantime, Master El, Master Dj"

"What's up?

"What?

"Delicious for delicious, but you can't expect too much, can you?

"I know."

Replying that way to Fam's words, he twirls the warm curtains in his unmistakable footsteps.

"There you are. The three of you?

A shopkeeper-like man who was hitting his buckwheat calls out to the three people who came in like that.

"Yes."

"Whoa, Fam. You're here again."

"Oh, yeah. Hey, the two of us asked me to do it."

"Then I can't give you bad stuff."

With that said, keep hitting your buckwheat with the hand gestures you're used to. What he's hitting is the so-called 28 buckwheat buckwheat of buckwheat powder eight. By the power or habit of the store owner, they couldn't make a good 10% buckwheat. That said, from the eyes of the same buckwheat hitter Aeris, this shopkeeper also has quite the skill.

"Sometimes we just do business with boulders."

"I was expecting Fam's associates, but I thought you knew how to hit a buckwheat. Is your daughter also a Hiroshi associate?

"Yes."

"That means I can't give you anything worse..."

Finish beating the buckwheat while saying things like that and start boiling without stopping the movement. Transfer the boiled buckwheat noodles in a good way, sprinkle with plenty of the warm soy sauce that was being served, and add the chopped onions quickly.

"Well, if you're related to Hiroshi, call me."

Just prepare it without taking orders, and excuse the store owner to say so. But since all three of them were going to ask for buckwheat noodles normally, naturally I have no complaints.

"Don't expect too much from them because they haven't arrived yet."

Stretch the line of prevention, but let the three of you out with a scallop that smells like dashi. I don't hesitate to stick the chopsticks in it that was served and rinse the first bite without making too much noise.

"... I see"

"El?

"No, I was surprised they made a lot of delicious sauce with insufficient soy sauce"

"I knew you'd understand soy sauce..."

Store owner showing disappointment somehow to Aeris's point. Take the next bite, grinning bitterly at the way it is. After a thorough indulgence, continue to evaluate further.

"I feel like the flour pull is a little rough. And isn't the water spinning a little faster?

"The flour, I couldn't get a good one. I'm cautious about spinning water, but it's not very stable."

Aeris continues her words with a slight smile on her face to the self-derisively grumbling shopkeeper.

"But it's the best thing I've ever eaten beside Hiroshi. There are just so many things you can do."

"Admiral, it's tastier than it was before. Be confident."

"... thank you"

A small grin on Aeris and Fam's follow-ups. While we're talking, there's a few guests in there at some point.

"Oh?"

"You're getting more customers."

"This store is pretty thriving, isn't it? There are tempura and other rare things."

"Well, I'm sorry to stay too long"

"No, you just have to take your time. Some of his associates would like you to give it a try."

That said, fry the tempura gently and serve. Besides that, prepare a little buckwheat noodle and buckwheat rice cooking and serve in front of the three.

"I'll treat you, let me know what you think when you're done over there"

"Thank you"

In the meantime, eat the buckwheat before stretching, and mouth the buckwheat rice cooker and buckwheat buckwheat. As far as buckwheat noodles are concerned, these methods of eating were more dominant until the macro brought in the method of eating them as noodles. So that is not unusual in itself. If there was a difference, it would be about a delicate flavoring with dashi.

"It's a good idea to eat this way with this flavor."

"Delicious, isn't it?"

"Eating this reminds me that buckwheat is grain"

To Doga, who talks smudgingly while scrubbing soba noodles, speaking of which, hey, two girls with faces like that. Finally, eat tempura and share your thoughts.

"After all, you should freshly fry the fried food"

"It's fried and delicious"

The restaurant owner's dish seemed like a compliment, but I got a pretty tough mess in the details.