Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 422

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:10:35 AM

Ten bells, that is, drinking till about 8: 00, then going home.

Apple goes to the Baron's Mansion with Irina. Four of the gauntlets and Naia followed him straight to the house.

I'm home.

"Ho. I'm home."

Lyla left a message at home swallowing at her disposal.

"I wish I'd come to the liquor store if I were free"

"Ho, in the house and on the trip, I and Maia will have the owner's palace exclusively. Interrupting with the long-time residents and the home away from home will be unproductive."

Lyla shows the eagle frying place.

Naris waved a patty hand when he heard it.

"No, actually, it's hard to consolidate a pattern of conversation when drinking is the same thing. I mean, I tend to be unilaterally figured out. Avriday is welcome for guests who are at the center of the conversation, so don't hesitate. Oh, swallowing money is in the Wallicans."

"Ho ho. Well, it's one of my pleasures to have a drink without the owner."

"Topics can only be varied."

"Kuk, she's an interesting girl. Even if I care about my identity, the elves don't like to swallow, and besides, I don't like fire dragons."

"No, really. Please don't be a dragon all of a sudden!? But Hola, if I'm good with alcohol, I can probably do most of the work. Even if you don't like it, it's rarer down there than I am."

"I see. I hope so. Swallow. In Jeanne's hometown colony, there's no more booze than the ground."

"Ha. If it's free booze, I'd love to."

Kneeling in a playful motion, Naris immediately sits next to Lyla and begins to give (slightly) to her companion.

"... well, I can't help it when it comes to being a detached elf. But when I was an adventurer, after I went into the gauntlet, there would have been as many of them below him."

Tetes laughs bitterly as Almeida whines as she unloads her stuff.

"Naris, I can break it right up with the people at the bottom of the National Army, too, because I can dig it. The Red Arm is regarded as only high-ranking, even though it's not just a command position... okay or bad"

"It's important not only for the top, but also for those below to be well aware of class and duty. It's not good to be too unconscious."

"But you can't imagine Naris being bitchy and respected by others."

"………………… Indeed"

It's funny how Almeida affirmed the potpourri while pointing her sinister face at the ceiling, and it blows out.

Naia, on the other hand, had also turned her face to Sharon.

"I heard the elves are tough on their identities, but is that true in the Southern Great Plains?

"Oh.... Speaking of which, you weren't a Northern Elf or one to take to Arcus"

"Yeah. Well, I think if we trace it back to the original, it's connected to one or the other... because it's nearly impossible to follow the lineage in our country first"

"Yes. But. Either way... your husband doesn't like that."

"No, you don't have to worry about it. I don't like to talk about mixed things with bad emotions, but I'm not willing to talk until it's time to discuss real issues."

Let Sharon, who cares, shake her head, and Sharon laughs with a complicated look (perhaps remembering the first time we met, when she was silent all the time) before turning her face to Naia.

"Elves are a species with a long and closed life span. We tend to value our opponents on a clan by clan basis because we often only negotiate between elves and because many people know each other's past. We didn't show it together, but it's the same in the north and south... the fact that blood muscles prove themselves above all else can only lead to an inescapable sense of identity in the end. Naturally."

"... right. Thinking of it that way...... because of poverty, maybe not enough to say that our country's system is bad where both elves and half elves are treated the same way"

"The same treatment?

"The elf system is a bracket because it has a long life span and there is no difference in terms of being able to work without old age. Well, if the country lasts for over a thousand years, the story will gradually change, so far."

"... I thought the more distressed you are, the wider the gap between the rich and the poor, but you're not."

"You can't even afford that, Carlwin. If someone sits there, something will soon starve to death. It's a country that even narrows down the number of professions fighting demons and turns the rest of its population into productive jobs as much as it can to finally maintain them."

"... you don't seem to understand. Few safe lands and inefficient farming… even if you give up ten steps to understand that, if you can produce as many warriors as you can, you must never have teeth on demons."

"... it"

"Then you can increase the amount of arable land that surrounds you like a fort... it should be much better than a hassle but a starvation. Why narrow down the number of warriors? Instead, it should be imperative in the long run to increase the number of warriors for hunters, to combine pioneering while overcoming hunger with demonic meat, and to gradually expand the national territory... was that also why you couldn't?

"... the reason warriors are squeezed is just like I said. We can't feed those who don't farm any more..."

"In the first place, that's a funny story, too. Regardless of the year of natural disasters, could it be agriculture, where 100 people take care of it and always produce only 100 people's worth of food..."

"... the land loses weight if you keep using it. But we have to make crops on the same land."

Naia's voice gets harder and harder.

Sharon doesn't look at Naia like that and thinks with her hands on her mouth.

"The magic of adjusting lean land has been in Arcus for 3,000 years, but it has not been passed down to the six northern countries...? Is that possible?

"What..."

Naia looks like she's been poked in the void.

"There is such magic... is there?

"Of course, right? Magic is the eighteenth of the elves. And the elf is he who walks with the forest and the earth. There's no reason for an elf not to have the art of healing trees and soil, though it's often underestimated in modern times. The spell of glory was established three thousand years ago, but the original spelling of the natives must have been countless from time immemorial for every family and forest."

…………

"... how much does the ruler know about witchcraft and neglect agriculture? Even though it's a lifeline...?

"That's... impossible. The king is an elf."

"... Huh?

Sharon rounded his eyes.

"That's crazy.... Anyway, if you're a faraway elf like Naris, that's what you're gonna call a king..."

"It should be an elf of the old Karlwyn royal muscle, from the right origins. That's why more treasures and books have been brought out to the present royal palace than the former Royal Castle of Karlwyn, and there are many that cannot be handled without the king's hand"

"... it'll never happen. It is only if you are a precious elf of blood muscle that you do not neglect the means and spirit of symbiosis with the forest and the earth. And yet such a state of affairs... it's like we're deliberately in a negative chain"

Naia lowers her hat as Sharon tells her not to wear it on her teeth.

"... I've just been wondering lately if that's the case..."

"You..."

"Me too, I believed. No, I believe it. I want to believe. But the more I knew about the outside world... my country was too harsh, too harsh... and since when have I had no choice but to retain my trust in the king by thinking of it as a luxury outside. My country has no choice. There is no land, no people can afford it, no hope, no demonic threat leaves, so our country has no choice in hell either. He said that the king could only protect the people by making it into a system like this, in the absence of anything."

"Mr. Naia."

"So I, my companions, my predecessor Grance... my adoptive mother was also trying to assume that as long as I could fight and die and connect to the next generation, that would be all I needed, and that would be right."

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"But the deeper I think about it, the more darkness overflows. If I wasn't right, the world would stick to reality. He says he's not a brave man or a hero, he's just a wrong killer..."

"Naia, no."

I raise my voice to block Naia's sinking voice.

And affirming it was surprisingly lila.

"Ho.... okay little girl. The first name indicates who it was. Whatever his name may be, he that knoweth it shall only call him as if he had lived. If it was just a title you inherited from above, but you were called a brave man, you were not a fool or a madman, and the people thought you were a brave man."

"But I... just obsessed"

"What matters is not beyond that."

Lyla sips the liquor and puts the cup down.

"No one knows who he is now."

"... from now on?

"Bye. Neither the people nor I, nor anyone else, can decide who they were from this moment forward. Don't let your name move you, make your name. Look, little girl, nobody can but live now. From now on, there is only one problem in the world. Look around. What did they call you? And what are you trying to be?

Lyla laughs niggly.

"It's just a dish of booze, like the past. If regret and crushing your chest is the most important thing to do, you can't bother stopping it, but if not, throw away the heavy stones of the past on the chest of our owner, as we all do. I guess there's something I'd like to do. And"

Let Naris pour the liquor and carry it to his mouth again.

"The owner will never return a heavy stone again. After something is done, you just have to come back and give me my thanks for letting me hold the heavy stone."

"... you know what?"

"Kuk, the way you thank me depends, but you don't have many anyway, do you?

Naris turns his jito eyes to Lyra as he devotes the vial he pours to Lyra, who niggles.

"Mr. Lyla, Mr. Lyla, I always wondered what's so fun about letting Chief Smythson cheat on you so much. Assuming you're a partner."

"Don't push a dragon to cheat or anything."

Lyla only tells Eagle Deep, and listens to it.

"That sounds like a thankful word when the dragon says it, doesn't it? Well, what you're saying is normal."

"Heh heh, normal is the most important thing, Tess.... Sir, do we swallow too? Or are you off already?

"You guys are tired, too. I just did the etsy thing, and let's get some rest."

"Uh, I went into the Spirit Springs."

"Teenagers are the only ones who will recover soon!

"That's what you say about old age, Andy"

"I'm telling you guys to take into account!?

Hold Naia's shoulder, and the three gauntlets besides Naris head to the bedroom together.

"Why don't you guys get some sleep, too? I'm sure Mr. Deane will be moving around tomorrow."

"Heh."

"I know.... Naris, is the bedding good at the owner's place?

"Oh, wait a minute, I'm just in there. Aren't you five already, no matter how many beds you say you're old... no, relax. Me, you're not!

Quickly he enters the bedroom listening to the voice of Naris, who is also played by Lila, and the five of us go up to bed naughty. I did it earlier in the hot springs, and I would be tired, so etsy is in the direction of none.

"… Ah, Knight Sharon, what are you taking off all of this?"

"Look, it's still cold, so don't take it off to Tess."

"Eh heh. You can sneak it in your butt when everyone's asleep."

"Mmm... well, I take it off, too, but it's not like I have a heart."

"Um, I figured I'd go to bed elsewhere... I mean, could you just let me leave the flash sword in the next room?"

For some reason, only the three of us in the gauntlet are naked, and me and Naia go to bed side by side dressed.

A little surreal.

(cont 'd)

Chapter end