The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

The house of Elf, the woman who has made the request, exists in the woods about two hours away on foot from the city of Hamma.

Elves are famous for their basic hatred. The reason for this is also in the historical context that human beings have persecuted elves in the past, and the fact that there are still many merchants in other countries actively trying to enslave elves.

The species Elf tends to give birth to more women, and boasts so much beauty that it is called the Reindeer of the Forest that it stirs the lust of the underprivileged.

Elves are therefore more popular when treated as slaves.

Of course, beauty is not the only reason, but elves can exercise the unique power of spiritual magic.

Spirit magic speaks directly to the spirits present in the world and is characterized by their ability to use their power to activate magic.

Unlike the magic used by men, it does not require chanting or surgical ceremonies, so spiritual magic also takes a short time to exercise.

Of course there are constraints such as not only strengths, but naturally the need to rely on the spirits present on the spot in order to use spiritual magic, but there are still many attempts to crave that power.

Sometimes, I am an elf who hates basic people - but here in the kingdom of Bahr I am still a friendly person.

It prohibits discrimination on the basis of race thoroughly in this kingdom, and if it is too terrible, it will be punished, and if nobility and others extend to such acts, they will also be deprived of their title.

Because of its thoroughness, an environment is built that is easy for the elves to spend, and therefore the elves also create quite a lot of interaction with people.

Some of them are like Elmir, who runs a shop as a pharmacist in the city of Hamma.

Of course that's why I'm bringing requests to the Adventurer Guild, like the example in the elf I'm heading to now.

"Uh-huh, Nagare. Don't you think I'm gaining strength, too?

Peach asked me that as I went into the woods and headed inside the elves I taught in my guild.

Sure, when I delivered my lunch to Bear at the request before, my breath rose quickly, so much so that I relied on my wand to walk, but now it is a look of spare time without it.

"There were a lot of labyrinth attacks here, and you kept working out cane tricks. I'm sure the results are beginning to show up."

Nagare responds while translating with the peach.

There was something surprisingly serious about her, such as the shape of the cane taught by Nagare, so much so that she looked in between and repeated it.

"Uh-huh. That's, well, I'm glad. But recently, my status was titled [Magical Battle Polar] -"

It is a peach that narrows its eyes to the feeling that it is somewhere uncomfortable.

"Ha, doesn't it look strong inside"

"Ugh, I was a regular magician originally..."

It is a peach that mourns its title, but if it is simply witchcraft, it can only be opened to Gate 10. There is no way to do this either.

And I saw an elf-like place within the two of us talking like that.

"Hey, stop! From here on out is where we elves live!

"You people! What the hell are you doing here?

And they went on walking, and went as far as the woman of interest, Elf, where the two elves blocked the way.

Apparently, this is still the entrance to the inside. There are no fences or other partitions, such as those seen in the villages where people live, but instead the inner perimeter is somewhat narrowly spaced between trees, in a form that is only wide and empty where it seems to be the entrance.

The elves blocking the goings are apparently gatekeepers, naturally, but they are both women.

As rumors have it, they are both quite beautiful.

And as you can see, they're blocking the way by overlapping and crossing each other in a long pattern.

"We are adventurers working in the city of Hamma. We have undertaken and done the request from this inside."

When Nagare explains that to the two, the elves' girlfriends look at each other.

"I see. Was it"

"Then I'll have to check with the chief. What do you call yourselves?

For once, you seem convinced. Now who are you two going to do?

"Yes, my name is Nagare Kaminagi"

"I'm Peach the Fantasky."

"Yep!

"Shh!"

When the two introduced themselves to the elf gatekeeper, the elves raised their surprise almost simultaneously.

And some tranced look at Nagare.

"Also, maybe when it comes to Nagare, is that Nagare lady who invented this Nagare style Grave?

My attitude changes dramatically, and one of the elves asks Nagare as she shows her weapon.

Indeed, the sole of the elves is one of the weapons taught by Nagare and created by Steel.

Now, after what happened to Halvard, do you have any good ideas about spears? He asked me, and I started telling him if I should let him also have the ability to cut rather than just poke.

And based on Nagare's proposal, Steel created a variety of things to try on in the field of spears as well.

Steel praised Nagare despite his poor mouth, looking delightfully at the products he was able to produce.

But honestly, from Nagare's point of view, it may seem like enough steel to create a new weapon just after listening a little bit.

Incidentally, the Graves now held by the Elves are made somewhat closer to the swords of the country where Nagare was found, in appearance.

But it's also a surprising fact for Nagare that the Nagare ceremony has penetrated the elves.

Because some elves are made of iron, the tools used to harvest forests make many of them extremely dislike iron.

For this reason, Dwarves who like to rub iron seem to be unfamiliar.

But as far as they're concerned, the elves who live here seem to have flexible ideas about the area.

"You Grave! Very easy to use! I've only been able to poke the spear I've been using, but I can swing it like a sword and use it!

"Master Nagare is devising a variety of other weapons, isn't he? I admire you!

"Oh, no, I just told you from a little bit of knowledge when it came to the idea, and what's actually amazing is the Dwarf craftsman who created this."

When Nagare tells him that, uh, the two of them point their mouths in dissatisfaction for some reason.

"It's not amazing what a dwarf is - Master Nagare is more amazing. Hey?"

"That's right. Dwarves are so bigoted and totally compared to Master Nagare!

Let's lift something awesome from the first meeting. And the peach I'm hearing next door always looks uninteresting.

Apparently, however, it is still as rumored that the Dwarf and the fold are poor.

Especially like Elmir in the city of Hamma, there are some of them who can deal with each other indivisible, both human and Dwarf.

"Hey, we asked you to come here, but you didn't just talk to Nagare earlier. If you're going to let people know you're the chief, why don't you go quickly?

A peach that narrows its eyes and asks to complain.

How are the elves doing, this woman? and looked somewhere mucky though.

"I get it. Then I'll tell you something."

I had no choice but to create an atmosphere like that while one of the gatekeepers pulled into the back.

However, the other remaining elf was Nagare, who would once again be subjected to a questioning attack, a peach waiting for permission to enter while looking at it somewhere white.

And then a little while later, an elf headed for the report brought back another elf.

"Thank you for waiting. The chief is waiting for you. Please come here."

And back with the gatekeeper, she tells the two somewhere respectful, takes Nagare and Peach, and begins to guide them under the chief.

Whatever it was - they were the two people who came to see the head of the elf.