60 They're gonna show you the elves.

What we call the city of elves says it will probably be made in the woods.

The city visited by Lotus Mita through the transfer gate also did not leak into the example, but was in the woods.

As the elves themselves are called the people of the woods, the elves are a race that loves trees more than rocks and sand and wants to live beside them.

Consequently, many buildings in the cities of Elf make use of the natural wooden trees and so on to make them columns, and if you look at them from Lianya and so on, many buildings do not know what the hell the building itself is built on.

The room where Lian Mita left through the transfer gate was one of the Adventurer Training Schools in Gran Cain, the city of Elf Country.

Kroir, who named himself a guide, says he is one of the students at the school there.

"Why, again, school students?

It was Lianya, who I don't think needs guidance, etc., but even if I were to prepare guidance, it was likely that around teachers would be assigned because it was a school, and it was a little difficult to think about saying that one of the students would be nominated for the role.

From the room with the transfer gate, Cloire, who is leading the way outside the school, looks back over her shoulder and answers lightly.

"Isn't it because you're good?

Though it was a croissant that answered with a slight chest tightness, there was no difference in the fact that what was not there was not a tension.

"As for the use of good people, I feel wrong, don't I?

"I don't act incompetent because of my role in preventing trouble."

I understand that Lianya said it with the intention of provoking a little, but was cold and ineffective.

Come to think of it, Lianya should have lived more than 94 years in conjunction with her previous life, but the elf in front of her may have lived more than the time she lived lightly.

In doing so, Lianya will have met an older being than herself for the first time since she came to this world.

"An elf is a long life, isn't it?

"I feel the conversation is too abrupt, but yeah"

"How many cloires are there? I have no idea what it looks like."

"I'll be seventy this year"

"... seventy?

He is just younger.

Lotus Ya, who had earlier heard Lorna say she was an adult in about 200 years, predicted that she should think that Elf's age was roughly ten times that of an adult, and Lotus Ya expected that even if she didn't go from appearance to Clower's age to 200, it would be about 140-150, but apparently the idea is wrong.

Having thought that far, Lianya looks at the back of Cloire walking ahead again.

I was there, I just thought the idea that ten times as many people would say Elves were old was wrong, but I wondered if maybe the idea was right and the Elves in front of me could be said to be about seven years old where humans say they are.

"Anything?"

You notice such a Lotus Ya gaze, Cloire asks as she looks over her shoulder at Lotus Ya.

I'm a little worried about Lianya, wondering if it's okay to walk without looking forward.

"Don't worry, you don't have to look forward to hit the wall"

"That's high performance again...... how old are you in the elves that I just heard?

Cloire gives Lianya the look she asks, wondering what she's talking about.

"The master is a bit oblivious to the knowledge of this world because he is a lost man"

Frau, who was walking next door, shook Lianya's hand, explains that to Kroir.

It was thought that only Lorna and Lorna Ya with skill could use Elf at Lorna Ya's party, but Flau was also very fluent in manipulating Elf.

When this happens, you're going to say that the only person you can't talk to is Zion, who has abandoned talking to the elves with the look he gave up half the time.

In response to a question about why Flau can manipulate the Elf language, Flau replied that the Elves and Fairies are similar.

Frau says that saying elves is like half a fairy.

"Lost people...... is that unusual again"

"I would be grateful if you would stop treating me like a rare beast"

To Cloire, who seemed a little surprised, Lianya responded with a soft-hearted look.

"If you're lost, I'm convinced. A normal person would have thought he was an ignorant fool."

One thing, the words mix with poison.

It's Lianya who wonders how much she hates people.

"Elves welcome adults in appearance approximately forty years after birth. These forty years are called the growing season. About 160 years from there until about 200 years have passed is called maturity, and for the first time after that, as an elf, it is recognized as an adult."

"Heh, so you're saying that cloir is in the middle of maturity"

"Exactly. We accumulate knowledge and experience during this maturity. I'd be treated like 14 or 5 if I were to say it at people's age. Life expectancy, by the way, varies slightly, but it's about 1,000 years."

"Elves are also famous for making little difference in appearance."

Lorna pinches her mouth as she walks behind Lianya.

From Lianya, I can't tell if Lorna speaks people's language or elf, but she speaks people's language from where Cloire doesn't react.

By the way, Lianya's words were experimented with by asking Lorna, who understands both the language of the people and the elf language. If you think it's the language of the people and speak it, it sounds like the elf language.

Lianya is impressed that it is a very user-friendly skill because it is the same when writing letters.

"A grown elf remains its appearance until death. It's been a long time since an old man appeared to be young even though he didn't exist, so he used to be thought to be an immortal species."

Actually, you get older properly, and you just don't get screwed up because you're an adult compared to when you were a kid, and you get older properly, Lorna says.

"Lenya...... I don't know what fat is talking about though. I don't admire people's secrets from each other."

"If you regret it, how about when you can understand people's language?

To provoking Lorna, a cloire that changes her complexion slightly.

Seeing that reaction, Lianya realizes that she is apparently deliberately switching to elf and provoking.

"That's right..."

Lorna's gaze is risky.

"I kind of feel my gaze coming from everywhere,"

Lotus Yakiya was somehow aware of that.

While I was guided by the cloir and walking in the school building since I left the room, all the time, but through windows and shadows, perhaps sneaking from the people themselves, there were multiple signs that I kept sending my gaze without hesitation.

Those gazes weren't directed at Lianya, Frau, or Zion, and even stuck all over Lorna, so Lornanya didn't really care, but she noticed those gazes, too.

I wonder if it's because women are very sensitive about saying they can be seen, Lianya thinks.

Otherwise, it was such a slight sign that it was unaware.

"There's no way in the Elf Country that people get so much gaze, so this is an elf gaze, isn't it?... you're going to treat me like a fat man again and laugh... ok, let's just educate him to drive away without one and say that big breasts are a testament to rich motherhood, big butts are a testament to cheap birth,"

Lianya cocks her shoulder.

If the existence of an educated elf is to be known that way, Lianya quickly flies instructions to Zion, who was behind Rhona, out of fear of developing into a major problem between the races.

Theon, make it stop.

Copy that, Lenya.

Lorna, who tried to drag a rather boneless mace out of her luggage while citing a dark, low laugh, etc., nodded Scion and hung it to a halt.

Ha, no! and watching Scion strangle the noisy Rhona with wings, Lianya asked Cloire in a whisper.

"Is the Lord of this gaze the result of the Aesthetic Reform?

"... embarrassed..."

I try to keep it from appearing on my face, but croils nod slightly as I lean over.

Apparently, in the elves in the school, an elf who understood the charm and likeness of meat keeps sending a hot gaze lurking in the shadows, etc. to Rhona's sight.

From their point of view, they are a rarely seen people, and moreover, Lorna is the owner of a proposition out of the group among the people.

It's not hard to imagine you just trying to look after your eyes here.

Perhaps it is better to look, but it is a very annoying story because those who are seen will be exposed to an inexcusable gaze.

"Possible raids?

Lotus Yakiya asks about the possibility of having an elf with a special attack, keeping the urge to stick it up.

"I can't deny it... because in that case, no matter what kind of interception you get, you're not guilty"

Cloire runs out of expressions.

I can also take the contents of it if it is taken exactly as denominated, and I have no problem killing it at worst.

"No, it's more of a killing recommendation. If you eradicate it, there may be gratitude from other elves."

"Are you a minority? The elf that says glamour is fine."

"I hate to say it...... I'm in the minority now, but I'm also on the fast track"

Lotus Yakiya shrugged her shoulder when she heard the noise of croils biting her teeth.

After taking a quick look at Lotus Ya, who is still about to rumble.

"You mean you can let that thing go and banish it?

"I don't mind..."

Cloire also turns her gaze to Lorna and then returns to Lotus Yaya's face and says:

"Because that one's strong there? Enough to fight an elf in the woods?

"What do you think? I've never fought an elf myself, so I can't say anything."

"If you only have half the strength, it's that proposition. I can't deny the possibility of being brought somewhere into a powerless statement, so with that intention."

"My image was of an elf as a long-lived, pale species... That's all I hear, it sounds oddly like a carnivorous species..."

Lotus Yaya thought trying not to do anything to release Rhona even if she made a mistake.

When I realized it, Lorna was being used as an elf radical toy, so I'm in trouble.

In that case, he would burn down every forest, but while hiding his noisy thoughts, Lianya awaits Cloire's response.

"I am fortunate as you can understand that thinking is gradually changing around young elves."

It is a cloire that speaks in a flat tone so that there is no emotion in the words, but it does not sound like a genuine word, Lotus Yaya continues to ask.

"What's the real deal?

"I have to admit the fact that more elves are dyeing into the thoughts of people who say their lower bodies and heads have separate thoughts"

"For once, I argue in the honor of the people, but not all of those guys, huh? It's true that there are so many of them..."

"As a whole, I don't care if it's human or not, but if it leaves descendants behind,"

As he exhales, Cloire tells him to throw it away.

"Isn't that just more halves? That?

Lianya twisted her neck wondering if she cared about the blood mixing.

"Half?"

"Master, children born between people and elves are anchored to the male race."

Chloe asks back when she says she doesn't know what she's talking about.

Flau explains to Lianya, who twisted her neck wondering if she had said anything strange.

"So if the elves grab Sister Rhona, all the children born are elves"

While I think the story is terrible, Lianya asks about a different pattern.

"What if I made a child with Cloire?

"Become a people."

"What are you talking about!?

Cloire raised her protest as she blushed her cheeks.

"No, well, it's an example, an example"

"Naturally. How many dead people have I been with..."

The words of the bumpy and grunting croir butt were unclear and inaudible.

Lotus Yaya smiles bitterly that the topic has fallen to Simo for a long time.

What did he mean by that bitter smile, Cloire began to focus on walking forward again when he turned away a lot.

I felt even more sorry for Lotus as she walked after her back, still calling out behind her back and how Shion was trying to forgive and calm it down.