Weed Reincarnation ~ Carefully Raised in the Elf Village ~

Chapter 20-: It seems that it was not in Elvish

A square in the village of Elf.

Many people had gathered there.

It was already nighttime, and there were several baskets filled with glowing marimo, not bonfires, but baskets filled with glowing marimo, and the shadows created by the beautifully crafted baskets created a somewhat fantastic scene.

The shadows created by the beautifully crafted baskets made for a fantastic scene, and I took the opportunity to create some glowing marimoes here and there on the branches to help illuminate the scene.

In fact, I had mutated some of the tree's leaves with my "Mutation" skill to be able to create these.

I knew it would be useless, so I thought I'd show it off as a banquet trick sometime, but it was a different story when we gathered at night, which was a rare occasion. You never know what might come in handy.

At the base of my main body (which has now returned to the body of Manathrent), there was Sephy.

There was a small turret-like structure, and on top of it was a large cushion that looked like it would ruin people. She sat down on the cushion and leaned her whole body on it.

Instead of the usual one-piece dress and pants that made it easy to move around in the forest, she was wearing a fluttering, ethnic-looking garment with gorgeous embroidery. The clean white base colour gave the impression of being sacred, as if worn by a priest or priestess.

In addition, she wore a flower crown and a necklace woven with flowers around her neck.

"In addition, she wore a flower crown and a necklace woven with flowers around her neck.

"I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea. I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that. ......

The three of them were gathered around Sephy, discussing something with serious expressions.

They were sitting on a rug on the ground, with Sephy on the top seat, eating the food that had been prepared for them and talking.

Gathered together were the elders of the elves, the elders of the werewolf tribe (an old man who seemed to be an elder), and a man who was said to have led the warrior band of the werewolf tribe. The warrior man basically didn't interrupt, though, and it was mainly the two elders who were discussing.

By the way, Maple is by Sephy's side, although she is not participating in the discussion.

She was taking care of the food for Sephy, who was wearing a gorgeous outfit that looked like it shouldn't get dirty. She was happily bringing food to Sephy, who had her mouth wide open like a baby bird being fed.

There was an air of fluency about this place.

"So, you said you came to our village, but how did you know about this place?

"It was told to me by someone who came to help the ...... warriors just before they went to their final battle.

Even around the elders, here and there in the square, the gathered people were eating, drinking, and talking among themselves.

I heard that it was nominally a welcome party for the werewolf tribe, but it was quiet for a party.

I could understand the reason for the quietness if I listened to what the elders were saying. I guess they don't feel like making a fuss.

In a nutshell, the werewolf tribe had been living quietly in the forest, when a human nation, the Holy Ikou State, came without permission and began to cultivate the forest and extract resources from the surrounding area on a large scale.

As a result, the forest became desolate, the demons that lived in the area went wild, and the environment changed drastically.

As a matter of course, the werewolf tribe protested, but they could not even discuss the matter with the Church.

On the contrary, they were unilaterally subjected to looting and massacres called slave hunting.

Of course, the werewolf tribe was not going to do anything.

In some parts of the country, warrior groups from several clans got together and challenged them to a large-scale battle. But the result was a disastrous defeat.

The werewolf tribe is not weak.

Although their magic power is low, their physical abilities are much higher than those of the human race, and they have a technique for strengthening their physical abilities called "fighting spirit" that they use by consuming their life force.

However, the human race outnumbered them by far.

In addition to this, the power of the strange technology and weapons developed by the human race was said to be troublesome. It is said that young warriors were scattered helplessly before their power.

Not so long ago, such a thing would have been impossible.

No matter how inexperienced the warrior was, it was still a werewolf. If it was against a human, they should be able to do at least as well as ten soldiers.

However, there was something far more troublesome than that.

The humans called them "Shinigami," and they said that a spirit that possessed the power of a god had begun to appear on the battlefield.

The werewolves don't seem to recognize it as a god, but from what I've heard, the power it wields seems to be of a scale and power worthy of being called a god.

After all, it is said to have wiped out a group of earth dragons (which are said to be mild-mannered by nature) in a single blow, enraged by the destruction of their habitat. The dragon is said to be even stronger than the Tyrant Bear.

At the mention of this new deity, both the elders and the maples who were listening to the conversation seemed to be in a somewhat tense mood. I'm not sure, but it seems like they are holding back strong anger and hatred,......?

Anyway.

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So they abandoned their pride as warriors and took action to escape, even if it was just the women and children who would bear the next generation.

Just before that, a person who came to their aid told them about the location of this elf village.

"Who is this person, ......?"

The elder asked with an air of knowing the answer, though he was asking.

"The warrior Garland, hero of our werewolf tribe, told us. "Our werewolf hero, the warrior Garland, taught us that instead of going west through the Sea of Trees, we should go north.

"So it was you, Lord Garland. ......"

The elder nodded in answer.

The elder nodded at the answer, and it seemed to be the person he had expected.

"Gar?　　Gar is coming too?"

And as soon as he heard Garland's name, Sephy asked with a somewhat expectant look on her face.

Not Garland, but Gar.

It's not Garland, but it's the same person. I'm not sure what to make of that.

I don't know," said the forest god ....... Maybe they'll come later. ......"

The man who answered was a warrior named Worf.

He said with a somewhat awkward look on his face. I'm not sure if it's because I don't think the person who saved my life is going to be able to survive against the overwhelmingly powerful human race.

"I'm not sure what to make of this.

I'm not sure what to do.

The words I heard one day, "I'm going to be the best fighter in the world! She seems to be serious about the words she heard one day, "I'm going to be the best kenshi in the world!" and is still diligently playing chanbara, or sword training.

His skill is ...... well, you know?

But Garland and Sephy seem to be very close.

You can tell by looking at them that they seem to like you a lot.

It's not that I'm feeling gelatinous, but?　　As Sephy's guardian?　　What does she look like?　　Shall I ask her?

Hmm?

"Elder, do you know this Garland fellow?

"Yes, well, what can I say? ...... He saved the lives of our entire elven village.

The answer that came back was more than I could have imagined.

I'm not sure what would make you think that I'm the one who saved the lives of all the elves.

What happened to you?

"It was a few years before we met the spirits, we originally lived in another place ......."

The elder's story was a long one.

But it was too important to ignore.

And it's a story that will make my impression of the human race even worse, following the story of the wolf people.

To sum it up, the elves were driven out of their former homes by the humans.

Like the werewolves, some were captured as slaves and many were slaughtered.

The elves who survived escaped, but they were pursued in large numbers. It seemed difficult to escape. At such a time, the man who appeared to help the elves escape was apparently Garland, who was active in Vanaheim, a neighbouring country bordering the Holy Icosae.

When he found out that the forest city of Alvheim, where the elves used to live, had been destroyed by the forces of the Church of Icosa, he moved there with a group of mercenaries led by himself.

When he discovered a group of elves on the run, he took on the role of distracting and guarding the pursuing army.

I'm sure you'll be able to understand why I've been so impressed with your work.

I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not.

No, I wasn't jealous, to begin with, right?

"I'm not jealous. And that's why we owe him so much.

'I see. But why would Garland do that?　　Honestly, it's not worth the money, is it?

I've heard that he gave some of the little money and goods he had on hand as thanks, but not much. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing.

"I've heard that Mr Garland owed a great debt of gratitude to the High Elves of the past. I'm sure you'll be able to find something that works for you.

"In the first place, we werewolves revere the Forest God among the many nature gods.

The two elders said to each other.

I'm not sure what to make of that.

I'm not sure what to make of this.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

I'm sure you'll understand what I mean.

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How many new gods are there?

"How many new gods are there?

Sefi suddenly said.

I don't know how old she was, but she seems to have a clear memory of running away from the army of the Church.

"So, this time, I'm going to protect everyone with my sword, just like Sefi did with Gar!

He clenched his fists and declared decisively.

I wonder if it's because she admires Garland that she's aiming to become the "greatest kenshi of all time".

"Oh, Princess, what a magnificent ......!

"Forest God......!

Not only the elders, but also all the people who had been listening to us for some time were moved by Sephy's brave declaration and even had tears in the corners of their eyes.

I'm sorry to interrupt your excitement, but you know how good Sephy is with a sword, right?

Well, I guess he's moved by Sephy's spirit.

That goes for me, too.

"Then I'll protect Sephy, who protects everyone.

The words came out of her mouth naturally.

I was not embarrassed by it.

"Yes! Please do, Aibo!

"Oh, yes!

I nodded to Sephy, who smiled brightly.

I'm not sure what to make of that.

I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's worth it.

They had escaped, and they wished for Sefi. Protection.

So I guess that's what it is.

"I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one who's a bit of a jerk.

"I'm sorry ......, I wish I could take back our village, but it's difficult ...... now.

"Oh, don't worry about it."

I'm not sure what to make of it, but I think it's a good idea.

The werewolf elder looked apologetic, but there was no one in the village who disagreed with Sefi's decision. "All right, then, I'll give you a welcome gift.

I said, and activated "Seed Generation" and "Life Magic". It is an apple with recovery magic. I prepared it for the number of werewolves.

It has evolved and stores vitality and magical power as rhizomes every day, so there is no more work than this. I've grown up too.

"I'll drop it"

Drop it on the tip of the branch.

The elves received it as they got used to it.

And distribute it to the werewolves. The werewolves who received them were confused and stared at the apple in their hands.

"What is this ...?"

"Well, try eating"

I ate an apple with a terrifying feeling.

Immediately, the healing magic that put the apple in their bodies circulated and healed the wounds in their bodies. As a bonus, I put a little more vitality, so I should be recovering from fatigue.

"Scratches ... !!"

"Your body is light!"

No, maybe because I ran away from the woods, I was worried that everyone had scratches or something.

"Thank you, spirits!"

Thank you very much.

In addition, he appropriately returns, "No, no, no, no, don't worry."

"I want to eat Yug, Sefi, and peaches."

Then Sefi seems to want to eat fruit too.

When I thought I said something touching, it was already as usual. Is it Yuigadokuson?

"Yes, it's good"

Create a peach for Sephi (a little sweet one) and have Maple pick it up.

Sefie, who ate the peeled and cut peaches, nodded satisfactorily.

"delicious!"

It's also a matter of giving apples to werewolves and nothing to the elves.

When I checked the amount of rhizomes, I decided to serve fruit to everyone.

"Today is a large format! Eat as much as you like! 

"" Oh !! ""

Immediately, the elves cheer.

Is it a clear proof that he does not hesitate to request his favourite fruit?

While thinking about that, I suddenly think about it.

I can understand the words of the werewolves normally, but it seems that the words of the elves were not Elvish.

It may be a common language, but the atmosphere of the place has just regained the brightness of a banquet to confirm it.

So, should I ask later?