episode_0146
by fnovelpia“That is, Your Majesty the Queen is saying that this incident is groundless.”
“How many times do I have to say that? I have never had a conversation with that race, and I have never entered the arms of the World Tree.”
In the conference room of Daesurim, a question-and-answer session similar to an interrogation is in full swing.
The one sitting on the highest throne, crouching like a sinner, was the elf queen, Ivrellia. The rest were the elf elders and the important figures of the Great Forest.
Their eyes looking at Ivrelia were filled with suspicion.
‘Why is this happening to me…?’
Ibrelia felt wronged.
I was born a high elf and have never caused any trouble since I became queen. I can swear on this with my hand on my conscience…
‘… … .’
No, I think I smoked it once. Back when I didn’t know what a wig was, I took off an elder’s wig as a joke.
But other than that, there really wasn’t anything else.
It was incredibly unfair that the elf queen, who was respected by everyone, had suddenly become the youngest daughter who caused a major accident.
“Really not?”
“No! I swear to the World Tree!”
“If you say so… .”
Ibrelia finally pulled out her ultimate attack. Only then did the elders realize that this was a lie. The queen’s prestige had already fallen.
But even if it was an absurd slander, the truth had to be set straight.
“Elder. Send a message to each elven elder right now… no, send a messenger.”
“I will do that. Who would you like me to send?”
“That’s….”
“I’ll go.”
People’s eyes are focused on one place.
The one who stepped forward confidently was the playful flower Arphia Liliande.
There are still many people who dislike Arphia. However, she is the winner of the Fairy Dance Festival and is undeniably the greatest power of the elves.
Even though he had no official position, he was qualified to attend the meeting. Arphia offered to act as a messenger.
“Arpia is going?”
“Yes. I have some free time, and wouldn’t it be more persuasive if I went and spoke rather than someone else?”
“Sure… .”
When Ibrelia showed signs of distress, the elders quickly stopped her.
“That is not right, Your Majesty. It is true that Arphia is a strong warrior, but it is also true that she has many immature aspects.”
“Um… .”
“I feel a little uneasy about entrusting you with the official duties. It would be better to send Leon. Then you have nothing to worry about.”
“If it’s Leon, then it’s true that I can trust him.”
Ivrelia nods.
Arphia immediately tackles.
“Lion should stay here and work as the leader of the watchmen. More than anything, when it comes to Daesurim, there is no one here who knows the outside world better than I do.”
“Hmm.”
Ibrelia was troubled.
Arpia stepped forward and said she would do it herself.
But what would happen if we left it to Leon?
‘I’ll come into your bedroom every day.’
And it’ll be annoying.
Just thinking about it gives me a headache.
It’s fortunate that you don’t secretly chase after Leon.
In that case, it would be better to leave it to Arphia from the beginning.
“Okay, I’ll leave this to Arpia.”
“Your Majesty the Queen!”
“It’s already been decided. Don’t argue any further.”
The elders were silent at Ivrelia’s sudden dismissal. Ivrelia sighed deeply and stood up from her seat.
“We’ll end today’s meeting here. Everyone, go home now. I’m tired.”
***
Wedge!
The upper back of the messenger.
A sharp crackling noise echoes through the training grounds, which are designed to train young elves and their martial arts skills.
One side is Narsha Brian.
A battle dress for combat, not a social dress for everyday use. The sight of her swinging a rapier and scattering red arrows is more like that of a knight than a lady.
Narsha’s opponent is the dark elf Renard.
Short top and bottom that clearly shows off her firm stomach and thighs. A black mask that covers more than half of her face is the epitome of an assassin’s look.
For Leonard, it’s just everyday wear.
This is a story before I got a job at the night club.
Narsha and Leonard are experts in martial arts. If they don’t exercise their bodies occasionally, their senses will become dull. When the time comes, they often exchange swords like this.
Kaang!
Leonard takes a pair of daggers in his hand and blocks Narsha’s attack. Metal clashes and sparks fly.
Narsha’s attacks continued as if she wouldn’t give anyone a moment to catch their breath. Her rapiers rained down like a pouring rainstorm.
Leonard moves his dagger busily and strikes the rapier.
‘Hurry up!’
Leonard is an assassin.
If it were a one-on-one match against a power type, I wouldn’t know, but if it were a match with agility, I’m confident I wouldn’t lose.
However, Narsha’s attack speed is blowing holes in Renard’s confidence. A merciless public attack that ignores the harmony of the attack and defense.
Narsha.
I don’t want to get hit at all.
Narsha.
I just want to lose.
Just hitting and hitting again.
And yet I just want to hit him again.
If only I could squeeze everyone.
If a future where not a single hit is allowed.
As if to make that claim.
‘We need to take a step back here… .’
A head-on confrontation is impossible.
There is no choice but to create an opening and launch a surprise attack.
Phew!
Leonard summons the Dark Cloud Spirit.
A black cloud spreads thickly from the body.
Leonard tries to evade backwards and immerse himself in the darkness.
In front of Narsha, it was an obvious mistake.
Crunch!
The ground is warped.
The image of Narsha, accelerating in an instant as a red magic light bursts out.
Like a ray of light.
A ray of red light pierces Leonard.
The dark fog that was trying to surround Leonard suddenly disperses!
“Ugh.”
Leonard lets out a single groan.
The body staggers and then leans forward.
Thud, I fall to my knees on the ground.
“Ugh, ugh… .”
Leonard lets out a breath he had been holding during the fight.
“Are you okay?”
Narsha wields the rapier.
Reach out to Leonard.
Leonard, who had caught his breath, stands up, holding Narsha’s hand.
“Thank you for your hard work. It was a good match.”
“… … .”
Leonard couldn’t say anything good about it, even with his mouth open. It was fortunate that the previous battle was a mock duel, but if it had been a real fight, he would have been killed without even realizing it.
The fear of death that had come too late came to Leonard’s mind.
His complexion turned pale.
Of course, it didn’t have a dark elf feel to it.
“I’m always amazed when I see you. How much training did you put in?”
“Well? 2 years?”
“… What?”
Two years is like a moment to an elf. Even when calculated by the human’s sense of time, it is not a long time.
It’s hard to believe that she gained that much power in just two years. After all, Narsha wasn’t even born with that kind of bloodline.
Narsha said with an ecstatic expression.
“It’s all thanks to you, Master.”
“… Why is that guy being mentioned again?”
“That’s because of him. Originally, I was just a lowly noble lady. Thanks to my master taking me in, I was reborn.”
Narsha is usually the type of person who can’t be found without any weaknesses, but when it comes to Karami, she changes strangely.
It’s hard to believe, but recently, Leonard has begun to doubt whether it’s true. Of course, not only Narsha, but also his slave Arphia is too strong.
Maybe Karami has a secret ability to raise slaves.
“When you return from him, ask him to take Mr. Leonard as a slave too. You will become much stronger than you are now.”
Is it right to ask to be made a slave?
I still don’t agree with this way of thinking.
“Oh, Miss Arphia. Are you on your way back from Daesurim?”
Narsha, who was chatting with Leonard, found Arphia returning to the top.
“Yeah. I’ll leave right away.”
“Leaving. What do you mean?”
Arphia explained everything that had happened in the forest. After hearing the explanation, Narsha quickly grasped the situation.
“So you’re leaving now?”
“Yeah. I’ve finished talking with Daesurim.”
Elves, including Arphia, have a high level of patience when it comes to time.
They don’t care if they are a day or two late for an appointment, they say they will be back soon, and even after 10 years, they end up saying, ‘It’s only been 10 years.’
The sense of time of the long-lived species is different from that of the short-lived species.
But the past few months since Karami left have felt like an eternity to Arpia.
Has time ever passed this slowly?
Was waiting this hard?
It hasn’t even been a year, but it feels like thousands of years have passed.
I was thinking of just waiting quietly for Karami to return, but I changed my mind.
‘Snow Princess? What is that?’
Arphia still treasures the leaf letter that Karami left behind. It says that she is going to the water nation to look after the poor fox.
I can understand that much.
But I should have come back after finishing my work, and I’m wandering around strange places again.
It’s obvious that he’s already gone to the North and is having fun with new slaves. I can’t just sit there and wait. If I just sit there and wait, I can picture a future where he brings dozens of women.
Since someone has to deliver the message, Arphia plans to bring Karami herself.
“Would you like to go with me?”
Narsha asked her companion casually. When she was a slave, she also traveled around with Karami.
Even if I just sit still these days, my body starts to ache.
But Arpia shook her head firmly.
“What are you talking about? You have to guard the top. If not you, who will?”
That’s true too.
The current top of the Shinigami has been on a steep growth curve. With no one to trust and leave, if Narsha leaves, it will plummet.
Everything you’ve built up so far can crumble in an instant.
“… That’s right. There’s no other way right now.”
Although it would be a little lonely if Arphia left, Narsha didn’t even think about stopping her.
Because the ‘playful flower’ was withering away day by day. So much so that it carved countless scars on the beautiful body of the thorn rose.
Arphia packed her bags simply.
The money bag Narsha gave me.
A bluish-green bow made from the branches, leaves, and stems of the World Tree, awarded to those who won the Fairy Dance Festival. A laurel wreath symbolizing the strongest elf.
I didn’t forget to collect Lacnia’s pollen either.
She is the eternally suffering elf Arphia. She must suffer to be with Karami.
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