Never touch Eldmia Egar-Episode 367
Chief Lavery's suggestion was not spontaneous..
It is said to be a conclusion reached after much discussion during the two days when I lost consciousness. It is said that the damage the ear hunter was causing to the elves was so severe that it seemed like it was a wise choice to solve the problem with a surprise attack before he finished preparing. Hunting can be very different depending on how much and how thoroughly you prepare..
"Of course, the fact that you are a monumental human race that heard the words of the World Tree also had an impact. There were various opinions other than the armor... but after hearing it from Celebian, it seemed like your weapons were already at a sufficient level. Since tokens of friendship would already be useless after receiving the seeds of the World Tree, there was an opinion that the best thing would be armor.."
Of all the things I was wearing, the worst quality was definitely the armor. It was just a common leather armor..
Until recently, I didn't have any problems, so I was just using it, but I was still concerned about the small wounds I got while fighting the ear hunter, so when I returned to Ithisel, I was planning to use the power of my thick pockets to buy a set of useful armor..
"It's not as good as the dwarves' armor, but it's surprisingly strong considering its weight. What is it like??"
"...Then I will gratefully receive it.."
For a moment, I thought about just taking the money and asking Mr. Balkun to custom-make it, but... after seeing it once today, it's not like I won't come back again, and in the end, I had to stop by at least one more time with Asilier..
At that time, if the person who rejected their sincerity is wearing armor made by a dwarf, they will get into a lot of trouble, so it would be better to just accept what is given. I was curious about what elf armor was like, so there was nothing wrong with it..
"Haha, thank goodness. This is not an empty remark; the blacksmith skills in our village are quite good. One day, out of nowhere, he picked up a hammer and I thought he was crazy, but seeing as he was pounding 1300 years, I realized he had the right aptitude.."
"...1300Year?"
"Chief. This year is 1354.."
"Oh, was that so? As I get older, my memory of this is a bit blurry. Hehehehe."
While having a conversation that gave me a strange feeling of déjà vu, I thought, ‘That could be true.’ Unlike Celebian and Mr. Lavery, who laughed haha with answers like this, I felt cold sweat running down my spine..
This is why I'm scared to talk to Jang Saengjong. How old are these old people??
"Every time I couldn't last a century and changed jobs, I thought it would always be like that. After all, life is always unknown.."
According to the explanation that follows, it is said that although there are some unique aspects, the skill is clear, but after hearing the period of 1354, I felt uneasy that the craftsman may have lost a screw somewhere..
Just as dwarves are artisans and architects from birth, elves are hunters and forest keepers from birth. Because there are so many differences in likes and dislikes, the accepted opinion in the academic world is that even with their long lifespans, elves cannot surpass the technology of dwarves on a racial level..
I have never seen the land of the dwarves in person, but according to the rumors, it was like watching arcane punk alone in a medieval fantasy world. At least, we did not see anything like that in the elf villages or the territory of the World Tree, so there would not have been any change in their pro-natural behavior..
In such an environment, an elf who has devoted more than a thousand years of time to blacksmithing emerged, so how could they be treated normally? If you occasionally listen to the conversation going on in front of you, it is said that you are even interacting with the dwarves on a regular basis..
Since these people are of the same longevity species and village people, I'm just thinking that's a good idea, but to me, who is of a different race, they feel like crazy elves even if they are crazy. I feel very sorry and sorry to that person who didn't even see his face, but I can't help it..
1300A man who only digs one well for a year can only be seen as crazy..
"...Then, I will stop by Lumings' blacksmith shop with Eldmia early tomorrow morning. Anyway, I left a comment at the last meeting, and since he is a friend who lifts a hammer every morning from dawn, I don't think it will be a problem.."
"Well, that would be nice. Our guests should also get some rest today.."
The two people who had already scheduled my visit were smiling brightly and drinking..
What I heard from Asilier when I briefly stopped by Ogwen with Sen and his party was true..
The Blue Vine Tribe elves were very fond of alcohol..
◈
I was barely able to return to the Enderinia family after drinking so much that I thought that saying I should get a good rest didn't mean I was going to kill myself with alcohol. But as soon as I fell asleep, I had to wake up with a terrible hangover and cold..
The drinking party, which at first seemed like it would end with just Mr. Lavery and Mr. Lavery, was passed on to Celebian because I was a better drinker than I expected, and soon other elves who were getting drunker joined in and it turned into a huge party..
A noble and noble elf? I don't know if such an elf exists somewhere, but at least the green vine elves are very far from such prejudice..
It was closer to a Viking. Later on, there were even people who became friendly to me simply because I drank well. At first glance, I thought I could see Mr. Lavera sipping from behind, looking at the scene with satisfaction, and I guess that's probably right..
I finally realized that all the shyness I had shown when handing over the seat to Celebian was all just an act, but I didn't feel bad. In that way, he provided a place for me to become acquainted with other elves..
"Whoop."
Of course, that doesn't mean that I didn't feel bad mentally, but the reality of suffering from a hangover and my physical mood were getting to the worst. Originally, she wanted to leisurely look around the room that Asilier used and feel her emotions like the main characters in the novel, but she doesn't have time to imitate that..
I definitely remember walking home with Celebian yesterday, but why was it so painful? Looking back on my memories, I think the second drinking party with the Enderinia family was the cause of the problem..
Even the youngest, Mr. Amie, was 40 years old, so my last memory was of everyone in the family, without exception, casting Pour, Drink, and crawling up into the room almost dead. Just as I was remembering that and feeling disgusted by the smell of alcohol lingering in my mouth, I heard a gentle knock on the door..
"Hmm, son-in-law. Did you wake up??"
I was very, very embarrassed, but looking at Mr. Arwell's reaction, it was clear that no one had cut off the film, so I had no choice but to answer while swallowing my disgust..
"Yes, father-in-law. just woke up."
What a drink, really. It was the first time in a while that I drank enough to taste it, so I just passed over Mr. Arwell's guided interrogation..
'you! Do you know what those earrings mean?!'
'That's it... Shelevian told me....'
'You can protect our Asilier well, son-in-law.!'
'What can I say? I will treat you more preciously than my own life, father-in-law....'
fuck.
It would be better if I didn't even remember. I don't think it was a slip of the tongue, but it wasn't what I wanted to say when I was drunk..
As I hurriedly got out of bed, Mr. Arwell quietly opened the door and came in, handing me a teacup with a happy face and speaking to me..
"It will help relieve your hangover. He drinks really well.."
"I was already having a hard time because I felt like I was pushing myself harder than usual. thank you."
"Haha, just staying sane is amazing. Are you going to Lumings' blacksmith shop today? Celebian is also just waking up and getting ready. Her wife is making a good soup for her hangover, so she eats even though it's hard.."
It was an offer I really, really wanted to refuse, but this time I was defeated by curiosity. I was very curious about what elves who like alcohol like to eat as a snack. In the end, the moment she reacted somehow and left the room with Mr. Arwell, a familiar smell that made her eyes light up hit her nose..
"The scent... is very nice.."
"ha ha ha. Don't give it too much credit. You might not like it because it's a soup with only vegetables.."
I had already stopped listening to Mr. Arwell's words about it being a food only eaten by elves. Because I already knew a smell similar to this..
I went down the stairs to the second floor, which I don't even remember how I got up, and entered the dining room, where my brothers and sisters from the Enderinia family and Celebian, who were just as tired as me, greeted me with smiles. It wasn't all that bad that the distance suddenly narrowed due to yesterday's drinking party..
"It may not suit your taste, but you will feel more comfortable after eating it, so try to eat at least a little bit.."
As I said that, I smiled from the bottom of my heart after seeing the clear soup in the bowl given to me by my wife, Himir..
"It looks very delicious. thank you for this food."
What was in front of me was bean sprout soup itself, both in appearance and smell..
When I tried it with a spoon, there were differences in the details, but the overall taste was similar. In the kingdom, there were a lot of people who wouldn't eat food because they looked unpleasant..
I was so fond of it that I forgot even the pain of my hangover. After finishing two bowls, I got up with Celebian and headed to the blacksmith with 1354 years of experience..
I hope you are a normal person.
Comments