75 – World Tree-6

“All right. I think I’ve heard enough.”

Erin couldn’t hide her expression. If the opponent was Nerwen in front of him, there was no need to hide it.

“I was having a ridiculous misunderstanding. I thought the atmosphere was strange, but…”

I knew that the hostile pressure he exuded was just an accident.

It is unavoidable for elves to shoot arrows at outsiders. In preparation for an unexpected visit from a hero, we can’t let our guard down.

Even if some of the elves’ errors caused him even greater humiliation, he thought it would be alleviated if those involved were severely punished.

However, the problem lies deeper.

“The hero… hates you.”

“That’s right.”

It wasn’t that the atmosphere had temporarily subsided, it was that atmosphere throughout the trip. Traveling with people you don’t want to see wouldn’t be easy.

“Did the real hero share the hero’s power with Eleanor?”

“Yes.”

Eirin had to revise her thoughts.

“Still, if it’s enough to travel together, maybe you’ve loosened your mind to some extent? Any chance that your relationship will improve in the future?”

“Looks like it’s going to be difficult. I’m already not thinking about anything other than returning.”

“What should I do… It’s difficult.”

“I came this far because I found something that could be a clue to his return. If I hadn’t signed a subordination contract on top of that, he wouldn’t have accepted me.”

Erin’s face widened slightly.

“You made a difficult choice. You made the choice to give up your elf pride and sacrifice yourself…”

“At that time, I knew that he was a hero. Besides, the smell of that smell disappeared at some point…”

“So, did he hug you?”

“yes?”

Nerwen said nothing. I couldn’t understand why you would ask that in that situation.

“Answer me when I ask. If you didn’t understand, I’ll answer slowly. Did he hold you?”

“It wasn’t…”

He was prepared, but he seemed unwilling to hug her.

“Was there a functional impairment?”

“I haven’t checked, but… I don’t think he’s not interested in women at all.”

Very occasionally, while traveling, I’ve smelled a thick man’s scent. A terrible smell that cannot be washed away with water.

He’s never had a relationship with a woman who sells himself, but he’s probably not dysfunctional.

“It just… seems to hate me.”

There was no reason to have good feelings. Accompanying him on the trip was also the result of his coercion.

The moment Nerwen becomes worthless, he will throw her away.

“That’s too bad.”

Eirin smiled dejectedly. The plan went awry.

I couldn’t say it was anyone’s fault. No one would have thought that a hero would transfer his power to someone else at the same time he was summoned.

But someone had to take responsibility. Ignorance is no excuse.

“Nerwen.”

Hearing Eirin’s voice calling her softly, Nerwen flinched and trembled.

“You’ve made a big mistake.”

“that…”

“No. More, deeper than you think. Maybe the elves in the world tree want to kill you.”

“Is that enough?”

“More than that.”

Eirin thought of a small revenge.

Wanting to help the community and the world tree is an instinct that all elves have from birth.

Characteristics of elves that allow them to overcome selfishness and create devotion and love.

It’s too much that usually leads to arrogance that looks down on others, but nevertheless, it was an elf instinct that should never be lost.

“If you’re curious, I can tell you.”

If the elf realizes that he has caused trouble to the World Tree, the elf will struggle with guilt.

“Is that so?”

“From the beginning, you said you wanted to return to ‘normal’? You also said you wanted to know why you were weird…”

Nerwen sensed an ominous feeling in Eirin’s smile. However, it was not something that could be avoided by trying to avoid it.

“Yes. I’d like to know.”

“But once you find out, you can’t take it back. Whether I want it or not, you’re going to need punishment.”

“If it is necessary, I will accept it.”

/////

there was a girl

A girl who was born into an aristocratic family and lived a happy life.

Losing her parents right after she was born made her feel sorry for others, but it wasn’t a big problem for herself.

She had a grandfather and grandmother. The people who loved and cared for her more than anyone else.

I could do anything I wanted to do. Abundant estates, developed commerce, and the achievements of ancestors made it possible to enjoy a luxurious and affluent life.

He didn’t squeeze the territories, and he didn’t have to fight with others. Her world was beautiful, and everyone loved the little one.

There were no wars and few armed bandits, so there was nothing in the world to make her unhappy.

Except for one thing, time.

“grandfather?”

No matter how good they ate and rested, time relentlessly ate away their lives.

The little girl couldn’t understand. That such a good person, such a kind person, a person who has done nothing wrong must die.

“It’s okay. I’ve lived enough, I’ve lived happily ever after.”

Objectively, the old man was right. Thanks to luck, skill, effort and position, they lived happily without any harm.

More at noblemtl com

Just like the story behind the knight and princess in an adventure story, they ‘lived happily ever after.’

We were able to prepare for an eternal sleep by lying together in the hospital bed until the last moment, looking at what they had accomplished.

However, that wasn’t forever.

The girl felt that there was a lie in his words.

lingering lingers still love yourself

I feel regret for not being able to do more.

It is regretful not to see her grow up to become a full-fledged lady, meet good people, eat delicious food, and give birth to a cute child.

Nonetheless, they leave.

More at noblemtl com

Just because human life span is limited.

“No. Grandpa, you can’t die. Why, why…”

“It’s something that humans can’t help. You know that.”

“There’s no way that’s the case. If I try, somehow…”

She could do anything she wanted, but for the first time she felt helpless and hopeless.

“Thank you… Parseer. Still, can we live happily ever after?”

“I can do it well, because I can do it…”

“Then I’m satisfied. Anyway, I can do well. I’m someone’s granddaughter. I will be able to do well…”

Very leisurely, slowly, when they had said all they wanted to say, they closed their eyes.

It was a fortune. Because they have already lived much longer than the others, and they were comfortable until the last moment.

But not for Parseer. Those left behind must live in a world without them.

So the girl became a wizard. With a long-cherished wish that no one would ever go through that sadness again.

/////

It was life. The Farseer felt this and was in awe of the elves’ skills.

It was amazing that the hollow trees were alive, but what was even more surprising was their design and technology.

The purpose of all life is its reproduction and maintenance. However, this house has apparently had its purpose reversed.

To free up space, an inefficient structure must be forced upon the tree. Even so, there should be no harm to his life.

Perhaps even this size and number of leaves, the location and purpose of planting the seeds were decided and raised as a tree.

When she set the goal of eternal life, the first place she turned her eyes to was the technology of the elves.

It is a species that lives so long that lifespan cannot be measured. Rumors that some of the ancient elves were still alive and appeared in battle were common in modern times.

I tried to make friends with them somehow and uncover their secrets, but even she, the owner of the Mage Tower, infiltrating this village was no different from committing suicide.

“Still, I didn’t know it would come like this…”

A man’s voice was heard from behind her as she spoke to herself.

“Is there something wrong?”

It was him.

One of the few people who didn’t understand her, who understood and encouraged her to speak Farsi.

“I just muttered to myself. The longer you live, the more small talk you become.”

His complexion was complex. Farseer felt that his essence had not changed.

He is a person who could not endure without doing something to others. This is the person who couldn’t sleep unless he found someone who could be saved.

It was shaking. Hatred and resentment for her suddenly soared and he grimaced.

The pity and sympathy you would feel when you see a small child suddenly come to mind, and you turn your face away to hide it.

It wasn’t because he was a warrior. Enerel was just him.

Looking at his back as he turned his back and walked away, Farseer fell into sentimentality for a moment.

More at noblemtl com

Just enough to keep the long chants prepared just in case.

For a very short time, I fell into sadness, pity, and regret.