59 I hear you're welcoming the elves.

"Through the long tunnel ahead of the transfer gate, it was the land of the elves"

"Master, what is that?

Frau, walking side by side holding hands, looks strange and looks up at Lianya.

I can't honestly say that I tried to puck some of the work of a certain writer in the world I was in before, and Lianya thought a lot about it.

"I guess it explains the status quo somehow"

and make a no-hassle reply.

Exactly two days after I applied to AZ for use at the transfer gate, AZ contacted me that the transfer gate was ready for use.

Pushing the luggage that had already been packed into Lianyi's inventory, the four Lianyida who came to school in almost hand-held condition are guided by AZ to a room with a transfer gate.

It was only in time that I realized that once I had delivered my package to the inventory, I would be able to float a set of transfers.

Now I can float a set of transfers, so I don't have a hand in not doing it.

The room was a truly murderous landscape with only a gate of height embedded in the wall to the extent that each adult could normally stand and dive.

Inside the hole just next to the gate, as Az puts the demon stone into it unconstructively, the gate that was embedded in the wall opens and you can see the pompous, black space opening its mouth.

Come on, come on.

Lianya accidentally says back to Az, who points to that pitch-black space with a very throwing attitude.

"No, no, wait a minute. What, are you usually afraid to dive?

"Afraid of what? It's just a hole."

"I don't see anything!? Are you okay with this coming in?

"If it wasn't okay to come in, wouldn't it act as a gate?

What are you talking about. This guy was just azz, but it seemed instinctive to say that he would step into a pitch of pitch black with absolutely nothing to see, but Lianya who remembers a little fear.

If this is the darkness of the night or something, then to some extent it was Lianya who sees the situation in the darkness, but the pitch black beyond the gate does not appeal to the sensation of Lianya one thing.

"Master"

Flau pulls on Lianya's sleeve.

"Frau's going in first, Master. Just hold hands and follow me."

"Yes, you are, Lenya. If I came with you to tell you that even a little girl like you would be fine..."

"What if we go first?

Flau buys directions on the road and leaves.

Az to say while even distorting the edge of his mouth in a pleasant way.

Do you see Lotus Ya not trying to get inside, Rhona? I suggest we go in first.

Lianya takes a deep breath once she's starting to feel like she's being hunted down.

"No, I'll go"

Master, dive with me.

That's what Lianya says and walks out, but you're still worried, Frau holds Lianya's hand.

That was how Lianya threw up the dialogue at the beginning where she finally dived the transfer gate.

By the way, there are no long tunnels.

As soon as Lianya dives the gate, her vision changes from pitch black to a view of some room made of wood.

As in the room where it came in, there was a gate attached to the wall, and there was just a hole right next to the gate for the demon stone to be laid, and this was a very murderous room.

In front of the gate, a single elf stands.

Golden hair that reaches to the waist, bright blue eyes in the long cut eyes.

Long, thin ears claiming to be elves.

A thin, neat face is certainly a face that does not boil any discomfort whatsoever, even if you call it a beauty.

Plus an empty dyed leather chest with a grassy jacket and skirt.

I wore white knee-high socks, brown boots, and really dressed like that when people saw me, but Lianya didn't have any knowledge of the area.

I'm just purely impressed with the fact that elves are like this.

"Are you the welcoming elf?

When Frau, who was pulling Lianya's hand, visited, the elf broke his hip, albeit slightly.

"I say Cloire, who belongs to the Adventurer Development School. We have requested guidance here."

"Guidance?"

I don't remember asking for guidance, but Lianya and I think.

Behind it, Lorna and then Theon show up from within the gate.

"Yes, because humans have trouble walking around on their own"

"You want me to just follow you behind me?

"If you do, I don't have to make a fuss."

The elf, who named himself Kroir, said so without even trying to gaze into Lianya.

In an attitude that can also be taken as disrespectful, Lianya frowns, Flau looks slightly grumpy, Zion remains a decent look without the situation swallowing, and Lorna suddenly sells out a fight.

"You don't have a big building, what kind of rhetoric is that, don't walk around on your own? It would be a city almost the same as the woods anyway."

"... now I feel like some kind of wasting fat kedathing has spoken people's language, is it a pet or something?

Feeling like the air in the room was frozen, Lianya quickly retreats from the straight line connecting Lorna and Kroir.

"What a joke that such a fucking troublesome word is a person's word"

"I praise you for the trouble you put into it and where you can use it properly. That's a lot of learned keda stuff. Is it a new breed?

"Hey... Lenya...?

Flau remained grasping on the sleeve, so Shion, who pulled around Lianya's shoulder, ears to Lianya.

"What theon. Can't fit, read the air. It's not the kind of air you can waste talking about right now."

"No, well... I kind of feel that way. What are those two talking about?

"What are you talking about..."

As you can tell, Lianya almost notices that Flau's expression, caught on her sleeve, is also dark in the color of the doubt.

Why we both thought... Lotus Ya, but soon we got to one reasoning.

"Maybe those two. Are we having a conversation in elf?

"I don't know if it's elf, but I don't know what Lorna is talking about. Does Lenya know?

I don't know why I can understand the words of the elves when asked about Lianya herself.

After a while of pondering through it, I come to the conclusion that one of the skills I have received from young girls, "different world languages", is allowing me to even understand the words of the elves.

This looks convenient and Lianya thinks it may be very inconvenient.

Anyway, Lianya herself, I don't remember switching words, but I know both the words of the people and the words of the elves.

And perhaps this is likely to have the same function as the talking side.

In other words, it is possible to say that Lianya's words will be understood against any race in this world.

I can't talk about Taka bracketing that this won't make sense at all.

Lotus Yashi with her head on her ass and Lorna and Kroir's conversations were heating up every hour of her life when she was given a much less user-friendly skill.

"We heard about the people coming, but we didn't hear about the fat kedamono coming?

"Can't a thin elf that can't even tell a man from a woman from a kedathing?

"Oh, no, I didn't know chunks of fat even had bad eyes. It's pathetic that you can't tell the difference between a man and a woman."

"Do you think an elf who can't be an adult without 200 years is laughable?"

"Uh, I think it's a good thing we're both close..."

Leaving it alone, Lianya pinched her mouth to say that she seemed to be hungry forever, but the two of them stared at her with a gaze of even intent to kill her, stuck in the next word.

"Huh. Sure, did you say that with Mr. Lenya? I admit you're a human being, but I'm sorry to hear you say I'm close to this fatty thing. Don't let me down because I've heard from Az over there that people are better off."

"Mr. Lenya. What's wrong with this shadow, this thin claw elf and me like a twig?

"I can't fit in, Lorna, come here for a second"

Of the two people who went into the stare again, Lianya grabs Lorna's shoulder and pulls.

Turning his back to the cloire staring at this one, Bozo and Lianya ask Lorna.

"You. Why are you fighting so much out of your head?

"... Elves are a race of racially thin body types, as they seem..."

Somewhere shy, keep your voice down and blur, and Lorna answers Lianya's question.

"As for, it's too thick from them to say people with good proportions ethnically. Or it would be an assessment that there is too much fat..."

"So?"

"This is not the first time I've come to Elf Country. I've only been here a little while at work before..."

By that time, Lorna, who was treated like a knight, came to Elf's country about a great man in the Duchy of Triden, but it seemed unusual for the Elves to say a female knight, and it was exposed to the eyes of many spectators, Lorna says.

And by the standards of elves, Lorna was made a laughing stock when she said she had too much meat on her teeth, or that she was only treated fat when she said she didn't put clothes on her teeth.

Of course, since it was Rhona who had been talking about the country to country, she didn't suddenly get laughed at face to face, but the whispers she sounded deliberately were made of, and she hated what she called an elf, by the way.

"Is it also the story of the area where the elves can speak"

"Honestly, I don't want to use it. Elves are vain, so they don't try to use the common language of the continent."

Lorna glanced at the majority of the elves who genuinely believed that the most beautiful and brilliant language in the world belonged to the elves.

"From what I can tell, I just don't think it's a really functional word, with multiple words pointing to the same object or a lot of modifiers in vain."

"I don't care about the neighborhood, but I know what Lorna said"

Pomped Lorna's shoulder, instructed him to go to Sion and the others, and now Lianya turns to Kroir.

Kroir is also luxurious in his body, but his back length is low, so from Lianya's perspective, he only looks like a junior high school student.

Still, I can quickly see that the years I've been through don't come out as an atmosphere, or the feeling that my body wraps around, as it seems.

"My people made a scene. I'm sorry."

Apologize first.

I don't like it, so you can put up a corner, and saying that is not a good thing for the first person you meet.

"No, I got emotional too. I'm sorry."

Unexpectedly, Lotus Yaya lowered her head and waited for her face to rise before lowering her head herself too.

I heard he was in a high mood, so I expected Lianya to say even one of her dislikes, pointing her surprised face at the cloir.

"Surprised, that's your face, isn't it? I can't help it."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was surprised to hear that the elves had a high temper.... for any reason?

Lotus Ya, who asked out of interest, was a croissant who stared, but after a while he invited Lotus Ya a little while and took Lotus Ya straight to the corner of the room away from Lorna and the others.

"Don't tell me what I'm going to talk about. Are you sure?

"... Got it. I swear I won't say anything else."

When Lianya undertakes, Kroir faces Lianya's ear and whispers blush.

"As a matter of fact... in recent years there has been something like a reform of aesthetics in the Elf Country..."

"Hmm?"

"Women like you, with lots of meat, that's pretty beautiful... or the idea that sexual performance lightly outperforms normal elves, or is that excellence..."

"Hmm?

I think the clouds of conversation are getting kind of crazy. Lianya frowns.

"I mean, what do you mean?

"... To be honest, I think you call this jealousy"

With a muffled face, slightly dyed around his cheek, and that's what Cloire told him, Lianya had to look back at that elf's face without even knowing what he had answered.