Will the Re-Summoned Hero Live as an Ordinary Person

"I don't want to hear that hard, your current impression of that country and anything big has happened since the battle a thousand years ago. I want to hear that."

"A thousand years ago? Exactly. I don't live that long either, so the old stories will be heard."

Karena looks surprised by the word thousand years.

"I don't mind that, please speak in an order that's easy to talk to"

"Right, well, let's start with the impression of that country right now. Originally, elves are closed, but they still interact normally with other countries. That's what I've been telling you about the snow tree that broke down a lot."

"Oh, I remember that. That tree was on the verge of extinction, so it restricted circulation."

Karena nods.

"Yes, it was not only the distribution that was restricted, but also the movement of people that was to be greatly restricted."

Karena sips tea to dampen her tongue. Aeta remembers that flavor and looks bitter when she sees it.

"Now if you're not some merchant and someone with letters of recommendation from kings of all nations or a proven adventurer, you'll need time-consuming scrutiny."

"That's... that's a lot of trouble."

When I went there before, I let myself in, so I wondered what was wrong with my head.

"I'll keep going... that's why a closed clan began to look down on other races as they became more closed and less interactive. I wonder if you would call it elf supremacy. And there are quite a few elves that are captured and enslaved by people, and a thousand years ago, they are particularly hostile to people."

Oh, boy. Karena shakes her head.

"I had acquaintances and friends with other races and, of course, people, so I was disgusted with the idea and flew out of the country about 150 years ago. And then we're going to be in this city, turning a few cities around."

"Well, you..."

"Right, I hate the Elf Kingdom right now. Of course, we know what to say about slavery, and I'm angry, but we can't understand each other until we see more people than we can, can we?

Karena pours tea from the teapot into the cup she drank as she talked.

He also tried to pour it into the cup of Ethereum that was still there, but Ethereum stopped it by hand.

"I Yes... La... I!

"Well, it's delicious..."

She was an elf with a wider range of 'delicious' than flavor tone deafness.

"I don't know what you're going to do, but I don't think you're going to feel good about going to that country."

"That's fine, 'cause I don't want to go because I don't want to. More than that, what about over there? Anything that's changed or happened since the battle a thousand years ago?

Karena does her gaze up and talks as she thinks.

"That's right...... like we just talked about, since Elf's brave men were killed by the brave men of the other world in the battle a thousand years ago, he stopped having good feelings for the people who summoned it and his relationship got worse. And then... something happened..."

Karena pushes her eyebrows around with her index finger, digging out memories of the past that are likely to emerge.

"Sure, my grandmother said... yes, it wasn't often thought by other royalties and nobles that the princess, who was certainly the fourth or fifth at the time, appealed for improved relations with the people. He even said it was an anti-national idea, and he was about to be executed."

"Execution...... you say? You're telling me that Deenalius was killed!!

"Yeah, that must have been the name... you knew that well. Even I forgot."

Without blaming Ethereum for shouting out loud, Karena is only surprised that she knew her name.

"Oh, a little... More than that, are you sure the princess was killed?

"No, I was about to be executed, but the king took pity on me and I stopped that. But the nobles were not convinced. So he chose to seal the crystal himself."

"It's the same in every race that nobility is depressed..."

"I guess that's the fundamental reason that she was the child the maid gave birth to, because she had the right to inherit the throne for once, but it seemed like she was being held back. Yet I must have had an extra nose because I appealed for reconciliation with the people."

Aotearoa stares at the table without returning a reply.

"That's a scary face... Did you ever think of that princess? Well, if you want to see him, you might want to go to the Elf Kingdom."

When she gives her face momentum, Karena smiles and looks at Ethereum.

"I'm surprised you look so surprised. I said it was sealed, but the demon crystal is still alive."

"Does she still remain sealed...... does that ever release you?

"Um, she did say that her sins were to be forgiven with a seal of two to three hundred years. Well, it'll be a long time from the people, but if it's an elf, it'll be long enough."

Aotea looks surprised and keeps asking questions.

"If you were forgiven, why are you still trapped in the Demon Crystal? Did some nobleman see you again?

"That's... I can't remember why. I don't suppose the nobles saw it or anything... but, um, I did do the ritual of liberation, but it seemed like it failed."

Now think with both hands around your head.

"... um, I can't remember. Because I heard it hundreds of years ago. Hey, I rather remembered this far. I want praise there."

Karena gets up and puts up her chest to see how it goes.

"Ha... I sure do, but it would have been nice if you could remember what's important. So, can I go to that crystal place?

"You should be able to even enter the country. It's in the cathedral, but it should be open to the general public and travelers."

"The question is whether you can enter the country."

Karena nods loudly, turning into a serious look, unlike her earlier joke attitude.

From that look he told the story of how difficult it was for people to enter the country.

"You're still going, right? I don't know if it'll work, but I'll write you a reference. At first, he was somewhat of a well-known alchemist, so maybe he'll get permission to enter."

"Like really!? Please, I want to give you a chance."

Aotea bows her head to the point where her forehead rests on the table.

"You can have that special attitude, too. Okay... I told you in the first place, you don't have to keep your head down to write."

"But let me lower it, because you have a lot to take care of."

"Ha, that's kind of annoying when you say that. Well, that's all they said. Shall we write soon? I'll put my mentor's name on it, so it'll be a little bit more likely, so I'll write it down by the end of the night, so I'll be back tomorrow."

That said, Karena wears glasses, prepares fountain pens, paper, envelopes and waxes, and begins to prepare to write letters.

Aotearoa leaves the room quietly without speaking any further when she makes the meeting.