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The doors of the mansion in the suburbs are opened. It was a young lady who created a vibrant atmosphere.

"Dear Cornelia! Long time no see!

The person the samurai greeted with a smile was a beautiful woman. With her exquisite doll-like appearance, she shows herself to be a distinctly different species from humans with long ears.

"Yeah, it's been a while. Chloe, I wonder how many years it's been. You were such a little kid, but it's too soon to work as a samurai."

Called Cornelia, the woman turned her nostalgic gaze to the young samurai Chloe. Reminds me of Cornelia like I did yesterday when I met her before. Back length was still low in those days, and I sometimes held her up.

Now she works through her sleeves, even if she feels strongly dressed in samurai clothes. My back length is growing so close to me that it's difficult to hold it up.

I was aware of the recent situation because I exchanged letters, but there was something for Cornelia that made me feel the passage of time again.

"Yeah? Enough. I'm an adult."

"Absolutely. Withdraw the foreword. We're just kids when we grow up."

Chloe pointing her lips in dissatisfaction. Cornelia chuckled at the reaction.

"I'd love to talk about it, but I can't stay very long. Do you mind if I show you to your Lord?

"Yes, I understand. Your wife is waiting."

The room where Cornelia was put through is somewhat small in this mansion. But I'm not scorning Cornelia, and the conditioning is tailored to a room that prioritizes comfort in a calm atmosphere. Rather than being for visitors, it is a room that I have been using for a long time, and unless it has an intimate pattern that opens the collar for a long time, guests will not be allowed into this room.

Cornelia, who was originally a civilian, would simply return and atrophy even if she was passed into a luxurious room.

In the room that was put through there was an old lady with gray hair, the lord of the room. It had a slight, but calm, yet refreshing atmosphere. Sit gracefully on the chair and smile gently at Cornelia.

"There you are, Nell. Oh, I haven't seen you in a long time. You remain the same as before. You remind me of the old days."

"Even elves get a little old when they get older. Apparently, my lineage is hard to get old. But I'm glad you're doing well, too."

"I've managed to spend some time, but it's just old enough. Sometimes my body doesn't move as much as I think it does. I still have a hard time getting up to welcome my friends. It's really helpful to have Chloe."

"Please don't push me. I'll be in trouble if they fall. It's been a long time since we've met again. Blossom in memorabilia."

"Right. Because I haven't had a chance to see him like this either. Shall we talk slowly today? And that's strange. When you look youthful and you look nostalgic for the old days, you feel chipped."

"Oh, my God, I'm older than you. Not as strange as this."

Cornelia grinned bitterly at the old woman, who grinned elegantly when she dulled.

"And I never thought Chloe would be your samurai, though."

"Yeah, I said no at first, too, but you didn't ask me. Wouldn't you be willing to work as a maid of the Zavalish family just like that child's mother?"

"I wonder if I wanted to serve you more than that. He was as adorable as his real grandson. Mostly even Chloe's mother used to serve you and didn't try to leave. I think you convinced her to tear, but she's relieved that she's going to serve."

"I thought it would be better for them to serve the Zavalish family than the short one ahead of me."

The old lady has worried eyes.

"That's not true. There must be something I can learn by serving you. Besides, the career I've served you is worth a lot."

"I'm already in hiding. Nor does it have any influence over nobility. It's been a long time since I stopped showing my face to the social world."

"What are you talking about? You are not a great man who has left his name in the world. You don't have to be in this country to be treated like a national guest. I guess Chloe most probably doesn't think about it and just wants to spend time with patterns like her grandmother. That's probably why you couldn't turn it down, right?

The old lady sighed. Her words, a friend of mine for many years, accurately captured the heart of the old lady.

Chloe serves herself with pure goodwill. Her mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother were not the only ones who served her without any intention.

That's why I thought about pushing it away from me after thinking about my future prospects as well, but it ended up being pushed out. On the other hand, I'm sure there's something to be happy about somewhere.

"You're really just taking care of that kid's family. Even though my usual personality is different, the stubborn part at the heart looks just like my old girlfriend"

"If Chloe is also on the outside, she still has her great-grandmother. Well, I have a lot of memories of you looking tough and tough on me, and I have a strong impression that you're completely different from Chloe."

"I also had a hobby for girls. I used to make a lot of stuffed animals for my daughter's toys."

Because it doesn't suit me, that's what made my daughter wear a costume with a full girlie hobby. In fact, you must have wanted to wear it.

When I thought so, I imagined Chloe's great-grandmother in that costume, and the two of them couldn't stop laughing. I'm sure it's because the face is caught in embarrassment.

"So what about the village of Nell?

"It's a busy thing. We grew up gathering refugees from other elf settlements and wars that were on the verge of abandoning the village. Thanks to our husband for this. I couldn't have done this."

Cornelia's hometown was also originally a settlement of elves close to the marginal settlement. They relocated elf settlements everywhere and even accepted humans who were refugees in the war.

The current village was created because of the presence of Cornelia's husband, who had closed elves and human discord and persuaded his surroundings.

This would not have worked in the originally emotional Cornelia either. Not that the valve stands, but it was only possible because she was her husband, whose personality was flamboyant and who was good at filling the distance between nature and her surroundings.

"That fool, my father, was in trouble because he had gone into easy hiding. Even if I could do it temporarily, there was no vessel that would bring everyone in the village together. After all, thanks to my husband, who led everyone in the village on the Village Chief's seat, we managed."

"Oh, are you in love?

"It's my husband's feat. You have to be proud with your chest up properly."

It's not even a year where we worry about each other because of our sex and romance. Being asked about love doesn't hurt my mood very much.

"So how is Liam?

"……… He died the other day."

"…… well, because he was a busy man. You're gonna miss me."

The old lady laid her eyes down.

Liam, a human being, and Cornelia, his wife and elf. I could have expected this farewell one day if I grew older.

Cornelia's inability to visit the land for some time here was also due to the fact that her husband's physical condition could not move unexpectedly.

"I lived to this year in a human being. I'm a freshman."

"My apologies. That's when I couldn't be present."

"It's okay. If they found out you were out of the country using metamagic, they wouldn't know what the Impotence Emperor would say. Everyone in the village dropped off my husband. That's all I need."

The influence of the old lady remains. No matter how much she hid, it doesn't necessarily pose a danger to her by telling an incompetent emperor that the current strangers can't spot lies.

The current emperor was not as trustworthy as that.

"With Viktor Emperor's tactics and metrics, I'm sure it won't be a problem."

"Instead, I don't have enough ambition to get my surroundings involved."

The Comune Union, home of Cornelia, and the Weixel Empire, with its old ladies, fell into a state of affairs that at one time would develop into a war.

Because Viktor, the emperor at the time, was ambitious and plotted to expand his territory. By his plot, the Union of the Communes was greatly deprived of its national territory.

It was not the army of the Union of the Communes that stopped it. No other internal offense. He was taken over by a real son who did not make him a puppet of his father. It was nobles who thought they could not go about Viktor, who kept spreading the effects in an attempt to flatten the commune and conquer the entire continent.

Unfortunately, the man who ended Viktor and other heirs to the throne due to a substantial coup and seized the throne until he solemnly sanctified the Viktor nobility was not as competent as Viktor. When we managed to reach a compromise with the Union of the Communes, most of the territory we took was returned to the Union of the Communes.

Not so much in itself the people of the Empire called the man a usurped emperor in the shadows.

Nor could the son of that emperor, who was despised as the usurper, succeed his grandfather's talents with strong suspicion. It is mediocre in the dictatorship of the nobles strengthened by the coup d 'état, but it is tantamount to incompetence given the state of affairs that the nobles cannot contain and are losing their national power.

The fact that the old lady, who served the Viktor and was also highly influential to the nobility and the people, was not involved in its solemnity was also due to her opposition to the march to the Commune and her offer of caution to the Viktor, as well as her past accomplishments being too great.

"I thought all my old comrades had passed away."

"All that's left is about Veevre. Sometimes I see him, but I rarely see him."

Irene and Havok and Emilia, who were war friends, also had full life expectancy, and Roslene, queen of the Union of Communes, fell ill some time after the war ended. The Queen, who lived in turbulent times for the Union of the Communes, may have had her life burned to the ground because of her harsh life. He said he struggled for the people until the earliest moments and died to sleep.

She was a queen who had invaded the land many times and followed a turbulent fate, but many of her people continued to fight her death to the end.

And one of their most important comrades, Vuivre, quickly disappeared after a showdown with the demons who fought with Cornelia and feared that his presence would be used by humans. The person to whom she sent her covenant is no longer in this world. There was not one person who could hold her back.

However, it is not that the message is completely unknown. I have come to visit Cornelia's father from time to time, and Cornelia has also shown her face several times. They now live in the northern forest areas where they originally lived.

"Getting older is cruel. I mourned and grieved when I lost Irene, but with each passing year my emotions wear off. Even if you think you're lonely and sad, you won't be able to have the same intense emotions you used to have."

There was something about Cornelia and the words of the old lady that Cornelia felt. I strengthened that I was a big student with my mouth, but the spiciness was intense when I lost my husband. But it was temporary, and I was able to accept and recover from my husband's death.

Anyway, I still have things to do. There was a village my husband raised over his life. Although the village chief replaced his son and his wife before his husband fell ill, he was sometimes asked for his opinion because of his experience in the work of his husband, who was the village chief. You can't be worried about your son and his wife forever.

"Oh, I'm done with the dark stories. I can't stay sad forever."

"Well, because of that, let me tell you about your journey so far."

Unable to withstand the dark atmosphere, Cornelia switched the story forcefully. The old lady also speaks brightly to cancel out the moist atmosphere.

The two blossom in memorabilia at their first reunion in a long time. If I noticed, I'd already plugged in at dusk.

"Oh, is this already the time?"

"Time flies fast."

Because they were obsessed with the conversation, they felt the passage of time was fast. But you can't have a good time forever.

"Then it's time to go home."

"Are you leaving? Though I think it will be too late to stay in a nearby inn now. If anything, why don't you stay?

"I'm sorry, I can't stay here very long. I'll be back."

"Is that so? I will look forward to that."

She was a slightly unfortunate old lady but never held Cornelia back strongly. As soon as the conversation was broken apart, the old lady suppressed her mouth and stirred it hard. Cornelia rubbed the old lady's back.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, hasn't it been a long time since I was old enough? It's okay now."

"Your body is fluttering. Sit down already. I shouldn't be pushing you too hard. You don't have to drop me off. Chloe's here, too."

"Right. See you later."

"Yeah, see you later."

Goodbye, Cornelia walks out of the room with Chloe. Cornelia asked Chloe as she left the room.

"Chloe, how long does that kid's body last?

Chloe hesitates to ask the direct question, but whispers.

"The doctor said your wife's body won't be around for that long."

"Yes."

To Chloe's tearful voice, Cornelia returned with a truly flat voice.

Cornelia is an elf. It's not a pure elf, but it still lives longer than a human.

Except for the fellow I fought with at the time, Vuivre, the only person left is Elf's self, who is a long life.

And one day, a child with thicker human blood will also die before himself.

Since when? I'm used to the fact that someone I know will pass away.

Since when? The sadness of losing someone you know translated into the loneliness of being left alone.

I'm sure Cornelia didn't stay at this mansion because she had errands, but I didn't want the old lady to know about this thought.

Sooner or later there will always be a farewell to the old lady. Because Cornelia thought that the dropping off side should not push her loneliness.

So I shook off her lonely face, which I showed only slightly when I said goodbye.

There is no such thing. Even Cornelia, whose name is a little known for fighting evil gods, has a weakness of heart.

(If it was him, what would you do?)

It reminds me of one of her comrades. That man would truly support the old lady.

But that's not going to happen. He is no longer in this world. There was a farewell to death in the last battle we fought together. I will never see you again.

I don't think I'll be able to give a decent answer in the short time I'm leaving the mansion after all.

At least it was about promising Cornelia a reunion when it came to what Cornelia could do to the old lady as it stands.

"Chloe, say hello to her."

"Yes, I'll take care of it. I'll get back to you if anything happens."

"Yeah, they'll be flying in no time."

Cornelia turned her gaze for a while on the window where the old lady would be, leaving the mansion without looking back as it was.

The old lady looked out the window at the sight.

Then head to the table and open a book with an old cover. That was the diary the old lady was spelling.

I don't seem to spell it every day these days, and the dates are flying. Often there is only a short description, even if it is written.

A reunion with a longtime friend became a good reason to spell out the diary. When she runs the pen and finishes writing all the way through, the old lady reads back a few of the diaries she has written so far. Because Cornelia and I were inspired by memorabilia.

When I was younger, my diary was spelled out amazingly. If you think back, it's filled with all those memories, and you're talking about it naked. Even the dreams and hearts I had in the past were spelled out. Even though it's true and I won't show it to anyone else, it makes me a little embarrassed. Only at this time was I feeling like my heart was rejuvenated like a girl.

The dreams I had in the past came true. Using what we have learned from the Magic Master, and generally trying to preach its teachings, "Magic Overview" and other books also have a strong influence on today's magic science. He says it helps a distressed magician like himself who was scorned for "lack of talent".

Still, I don't keep all of my memories in my diary. Especially when it didn't say who the evil gods or magicians were, or even their names. Because it was the last promise I made to my mentor about the identity of the evil gods and mentors.

For that reason, I am not going to make it public that it will ever again lead to the truth then, and I am going to take that secret to the graveyard.

The only truth in Brandenburg was in the diary. The role of being my own Virgin no longer ends if it is after my death. Then publishing it would not be a great harm. I want this fact to be made public after my death. I kept this diary as evidence for that.

It was the knock on the door that made the old lady regain consciousness reading in her diary.

"Ma'am, I am so sorry for this hour"

"No, what's wrong?

Chloe came into the room looking sorry. It just looks a little mixed with anger. Wondering, the old lady asks Chloe.

"Actually, there was an old man who said he needed to talk to his wife."

"Is it this late?

Chloe shook her head vertically. Very occasionally, there are guests who come to see the famous old lady. It is rare, however, to come in the evening, and I have not been touched or contacted beforehand.

Even from Chloe's reaction, I never met him. He wasn't like an intimate figure.

"I'm an old man with gray hair. You don't look like you're on this continent. I think it's foreign. The clothes are worn unusual clothes, but they are quite elegant clothes, so isn't it some noble person? It's time, and you can say no more than once, so you want to tell your wife."

"So what did you say to tell them?

"You said that if you tell them your name, they'll know everything."

"Name?"

"Sure..."

Cancer and the sound of a chair falling.

"Now what?

"Eh, -. Could it be someone you know?

Chloe gets angry and forgets confused when she rises from her chair and looks like her impatient husband.

"Mistress!?

The old lady left the room in a hurry. To force a body that does not move freely to whip, and to meet the person a little sooner.

The name Chloe said is a special opponent's name for the old lady. Only about Vuivre or Cornelia have survived knowing that name. It was impossible for them to tell anyone about it.

By the time I got to the entrance, the old lady was already out of breath. Open the door with disturbed hair and breath.

Before I opened the door, there was a skinny old man. Is she the same age as the old lady?

The old lady accidentally covers her mouth with her hands. After a long time, I found out who the person was.

"Why are you here…………?

The old man replied disciplined to the old lady's solitary.

"I looked to see if Haino could transfer to this world in any other way than the one used by the evil gods. But it all took me a while to reach this age."

The old man put his head on.

"I thought it would be a nuisance to you if I came to this world. But I wanted to see you face to face just once."

The old man's voice has reached the old lady as well, but she didn't say what to give back. The old man keeps his eyes open from the old lady. After many years, the two were old enough to leave behind the shadows of the time.

"You're so unconcerned."

"No, I'm glad. That you came back to this world."

But still, no matter how many years you go on, you two never forget the other guy for a moment.

"……… I'm home, Alexia"

"Welcome back, -"

After a long time, they finally reunited.