215 A tomb without seals.

Along the Ancient Mountains of the Caligo Kingdom.

I was chasing Shira, who was ahead of the mountain path alone with Armida's sister and Alieta.

All this way, Shura walks without a word.

I told him that the destination was a village near one Moon Elf, but there was nothing else to say.

Shura was looking very different from usual shortly after hearing about the wars between the kingdoms of Calgo and Lumen.

I used to hang out with Alieta and Padilla and talk to the Federation very well to me, but I've been very quiet lately because I'm only selling swords.

That's why I had to come after him.

Despite his busy days, he was unable to send Shura, acting like a screw, to the battlefield alone.

Although he is said to be the master of the intermediate masters, it is very dangerous to go to war in such a state of mind.

Armida's sister poked me in the side.

“What's wrong with Shura? ”

I froze my chin, which I didn't know in English.

“Hmm. Is it menopause? ”

“Menopause?”

“We mortals who don't know immortals like you have our own temperament. It's a very troublesome time in many ways. I'm not trying to conquer the world, but it keeps getting harder and harder. That's why some people call it the second puberty. ”

“Really?"

“Yes.”

Alieta said her opinion a little while ago.

“Mr. White, don't you think it's a little premature for Shura's age? And a lot of that. ”

“But it's too late for puberty, isn't it? ”

“Yes, but is there any other reason? ”

“Why? ”

“The revenge of my mother who died on the battlefield in the past. ”

“Who is the enemy? ”

“I don't know who died in which battlefield, but the Lumen Kingdom did kill Shura's mother, didn't it? ”

I shook my head.

It didn't make any sense, but there was one big blind spot in Shura's view of the entire Lumen Kingdom as an enemy.

“Alieta.”

“Yes.”

“You and Shura are close, right? ”

“Yes.”

“But what country are you from? ”

“Oh, right. ”

It was Alieta who asked for her opinion.

She is an Elf from the Lumen Kingdom.

“Yes, it's definitely menopause. There's no other reason. ”

Armida sighed for a long time because of my reassurance.

“Menopause. Terrible timing. ”

“Yeah. Touch it and it explodes. So save your words in front of Shura if you can. It's time for anything to get caught with a bag. ”

“Got it.”

Then came the sound of popularity from all over.

They were chasing us through the thick trees, and there seemed to be hostile energy from the faint life flowing around them.

But I didn't really care.

This was the realm of the Moon Elves, and the Elves shared an exclusive disposition.

It's kind of a unified common trait.

Elves were made of sticky love among their members, but they are usually highly exclusive.

It's a very gentle thing for the same community, but very exclusionary behavior for others.

That's why it is better for so-called others not to approach these communities.

Armida asked me if she felt it, too.

“Are you Shura's friends from home? ”

“Maybe so. ”

Soon, dozens of elves stood in front of the mountain path we were walking.

They were all female elves.

Elves are primarily women in combat.

Originally, there were not many male subjects, and the majority were one-size-fits-all.

That's why the Elves are so envious. In many ways.

Soon, a sharp voice came out of them.

“Outsiders, halt! This is the Realm of the Goran Tribe. Come any closer and I'll attack. ”

Shra stares at the Moonelf warriors with her eyes wide open.

“Move. I'm not here to see you. ”

“What?"

Shura pulls out Dalahan without hesitation, and the Moonelf warriors stand together to protect the bow and sword.

Shura said in a grim voice.

“Move or die. ”

Suddenly, things were flowing into a sudden state.

Then Armida ran out in a hurry.

He was going to stop Shra from coming to his hometown and causing blood.

“Shura, what's wrong with you? ”

“They're blocking the way. ”

“Oh, my God. Do you look like your brother? What if I pull out the sword first? ”

“It's going to be drawn eventually. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“They're going to piss me off eventually. ”

I sighed and approached Shura.

“It won't be like old times. You're a different person now. He'll probably choke you on your knees as soon as you tell him who you are. And he'll try to look good for you somehow. ”

“Then I'll be angrier. ”

I rolled my eyes.

“Is that it? ”

“Yes.”

“Hehe. Then there's nothing we can do. ”

Armida yells as I retreat.

“Brother! What are you doing? ”

“Leave it. Do what you want. ”

“Brother, is that what you call it? ”

“So what do we do? The feelings of the past are irreversible, and the packs are turned against each other. ”

“Huh? What do you mean? ”

“From now on, Shura, who is a pack, will flow at will. ”

I stepped back and watched.

Shura's not going to get hurt by a few of them, and nothing good is going to happen if I don't do something about it.

in many ways.

Armida's sister approaches the Moonelf warriors to calm things down.

“Hey, you guys. ”

“Halt!”

“I need to talk to you. The boy who just drew his sword. ”

“Take the shot!”

A few snapping arrows. Armida's sister, who caught everyone with a quick hand gesture, opened her eyes.

“Did you just attack me? I just want to talk. ”

A moonelf warrior stands up and says,

“This is the Realm of the Goran Tribe. I will not allow your approach anymore. ”

Armida said in a grim tone.

“Oh, you mean we don't have to go near it? ”

“Stay back. Then we won't hurt you. ”

Armida took a quick step towards me.

“Brother, get the coordinates. ”

“Coordinates? Where? ”

“They have a tribal village. Plus, if I drop one of those chaos bombs, they're gonna... oh, I messed with the wrong guy! You'll see.”

I immediately turned my back.

Shura followed by Armida.

“Oh, really. What's wrong with you? ”

“If we don't get close enough, we'll be fine. ”

“That's not what I meant. ”

“It doesn't matter. That's what they said. ”

Eventually, I felt like I had to step up.

I leave it alone, and things get out of hand.

Here, I can hand a few people over to Shra's sword as a courtesy, but I don't think I can kill the whole tribe.

At this time, a person like me, who was very rational and kind, would have to intervene.

I walked towards the Moonelf warriors.

“Hey, we're done here. We have a place to stop for a while, because we're here. I'll just stop by quietly and be on my way, so please excuse me when I say something nice. ”

“Gear wants you dead. ”

I snorted, covering my lower back.

“You guys don't seem to recognize me these days because it's fashionable. I'm a backpack. If I pull a knife on a few of you, we're all dead. So let's settle this quietly. ”

A horde of Moonelven warriors rumbles for a moment.

I was the world's fourth swordsman and the lover of three saints.

No matter how many other people were, they could never be ignored.

A Moon Elf warrior spoke up in courage.

“Are you the White Mask, the husband of our Lady Shura? ”

“No! I'm not married yet! It's just a relationship. ”

The lives of the horde of Moonelf warriors sank to a standstill.

I cover my face with a backpack to hide my identity, but it makes it easy for others to recognize me.

No matter how fashionable they are, there aren't many people who can walk around in masks.

“Prove it if you really are a grim. ”

I pulled out the lumbar cord and performed a tour over the air above their heads.

It was the Heavenly Sword, the skill of the Mind Master.

After seeing this, the Moonelven warriors knelt all together.

“I see you. ”

The situation is cleared, but I tilted my head and asked questions.

Your husband was a title you could name me after Padilla's men.

“Sir? Why am I your husband? ”

“Weren't you Shura's husband? ”

“He's not my husband! I'm a bachelor!”

At that moment, I had several young eyes stuck in my back of my head.

I rolled my eyes and cleaned up the mess.

“Oh, that doesn't mean he's not my husband. Sort of. It means we're not in a format yet. We're having a wedding soon, so it doesn't matter if you call me husband or wife. Hmmm.”

Alieta passes by me with a cold voice.

“You said that, didn't you? ”

“What?”

Armida said something.

“My brother did. She hasn't had a wedding in years. ”

“No, I'm just saying the format matters. ”

Shura said as she passed by me.

“I don't really care. I just need you by my side. ”

“No!”

I was unfair and jumpy.

I postponed my marriage for the sake of humanity.

To be honest, there was never any wind like that, but if you create a crisis and create a crisis, your hands are small enough.

I'm so disappointed when lovers doubt me like this.

* * *

When word came of my arrival, the Goran tribe of Moonelves came in unison.

I wanted to ask about Shura, a tribal boast.

I was briefly alerted by her relationship with Wood Elves, a member of the forces of light, but I treated her extremely well as soon as I learned that she was the Lady of the Wind.

As soon as Armida stepped into the path, she approached me.

“They don't recognize Shura, do they? ”

“I left here when I was a child. Besides, Shura's wearing full body armor, and we didn't tell them she was coming. ”

“Why didn't you tell me? You're from home, right?”

“That seems peaceful. And honestly, you don't have to come to the shrine and turn your homeland into a bloodbath, do you? ”

“No, why? ”

“There is such a thing. The absurdity that exists in the community and the stories of those who are sacrificed in it. The community of perpetrators says they're proud, but the victim's perception of the damage is completely different. ”

“Really?"

“Yes. The Elves are more community-conscious. So they severely exclude something that goes against the community. But Shura's appearance is very wrong in their perception. It's Halfblood.”

Armida's sister now understands.

“Ahh. They say elves have many such qualities. ”

“Anyway, be quiet. In a situation like this, when a relationship changes, it becomes blurry. You saw it earlier.”

“Well, the entire Goran tribe was nearly extinct. ”

I looked at my sister, Slummy Armida.

Now she was trying to pass on to Amon Shura what she was going to do.

“Enough. Let's go quietly. ”

After a while, Shura stops walking in a neatly packed wooded area.

There are no graves around, but it appears that this is where her mother was buried.

Elves have an idea of returning to nature when they die, so they bury them in the forest without setting up a seal like humans.

This is a habit contrary to current religious theory, but the Elves have been keeping it for thousands of years.

However, it was also slightly different from the old customs. It is to erect gravestones.

Shura approaches the tomb with the flower on it and raises her silence.

The tomb belonged to her mother.

After finishing his silence for a moment, Shura burns the flowers on the slightly dead gravestone and returns.

“I'm done with my wife. Now go to Khaligo Castle. ”

Armida's eyes widen.

Already?

“Our Moon Elves don't do rituals that long. ”

“Why?”

“You don't have to bring anyone back to nature. because the rest have the lives of the living, and the dead have the lives of the dead. ”

Armida shakes her head.

“Is that why you burned the flowers on the gravestone? ”

“Yes. Similar context. You don't have to bring the dead back to life as the origin of the living. ”

“That's a little harsh. ”

“Nature is naturally unkind. But if you don't follow that compassion, you will suffer even more. ”

I intervened in the conversation.

“Well, without that compassion, wealth dies with it. ”

“Yes.”

I looked at the tombstone some time.

“But it's pretty shabby for the Mother of Saint Mary's grave. ”

“Only two of my people know my mother's tomb. ”

“Just two? ”

“Yes.”

“One will be you, and the other? ”

“I don't know him. He was just a passerby. ”

I checked the name on the tombstone.

Anathema Impensa.

It's an unfamiliar name I've never seen, but it's so unfamiliar.

“But your mother, Shura, is not your last name? ”

“Yes.”

“Hmm · · · · · · · · · ·. Well, maybe. ”

Since Shura grew up under a single mother, of course, she deserves to follow Mother's castle.

But there are examples that are not.

if it's universal.

Elves usually inherit their paternal castles, just as humans do.

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