Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de
143 I Hear An Elf Brave Man Is Here.

The brave man with the name Grune-Pas-Tifareto visited Klinge a few days after Lianya sent the Elf's protg from His Majesty the Emperor to the capital.

His Majesty the Grand Duke had received an order with a heart mark from an autograph telling him to respond appropriately because there will be a line of elves there in the near future.

It was Lianya who thought about her age and wanted to write letters, but she couldn't even complain because the body of the formal order was in place at once.

Furthermore, there was no detailed designation of the date and time of the visit of the Elf's brave men in this order.

It was a mildly angry lotus yak that anything would be too appropriate, but there was a wack in this, and Cloire could fool the lotus yak.

I hear Elves aren't too obsessed with what they call date and time because of their long life.

They don't care about it as a margin of error for a few days before or after when they decide it's around here.

Lotus Yashi, who was asked about the circumstances of such an elf by Kroir, was impressed by the fact that the state can organize things like that, but I'm sure it won't be a problem because I have to tighten them up.

Given the circumstances in which I said that, apparently, this visit to the country of the brave people of the elves was classified as an event of relative irrelevance.

"It's something you don't think too hard about. No one will be angry if this response is appropriate."

Cloire says as she glances over the order from the Grand Duke, but Lianya wonders if that's okay.

But such Lianya's thoughts were put aside somewhere soon after she saw the serious look that came to her as soon as she saw a single sentence of the order.

"What's up?

Basically, the women around Lianya don't have very difficult looks.

Not to mention Scion, but Frau, Emil, etc. often smile like they don't know what they're thinking, and Kroir doesn't face things enough to change his face first because his position is mostly there.

Meyria had been busy processing paperwork with her eyes triangulated at first when she launched Klinge, but now that she and the number of civilians had begun to align, she gave less of a frightened look because she remembered to say she would throw a job at her men.

The only exception is something like Rhona, who's stuck her foot in both affairs and military, and this one still fights against paperwork and errands while creeping between her brows in her assigned room.

The condition worried Frau, as often as he went to visit him, the food and medication that Frau claimed was good for beauty and health had been delivered to Lorna day after day.

However, from Lianya, it was all about the colours and smells that made me wonder whether those things were really good for health and beauty.

Flau didn't try hard to mouth those ingredients, even when asked by Lianya, but as far as Lorna's skin and hair gloss seems to be using them properly, it seemed to work quite well.

In time, I will try to sell it to the aristocratic wives of the capital, Lianya.

Aside from that, Cloire, who looked difficult when asked by Lianya, raised her gaze from the order and looked at Lianya and said:

"This Grune is a person..."

"Yeah? I know from the name that you're an associate of Cloire and that Emperor Majesty, but is that it?

I can quickly tell that saying Pas-Tifareto is the same family name as Kroir and is in a blood relationship with the emperor of the elves.

But his opponent was His Majesty the Emperor.

It is completely unpredictable to say that blood ties lead to how much they relate on any route.

Because there are 35 blood muscles alone that would be considered authentic at any rate.

"Brother Grune will be the seventeenth child of His Majesty from above"

"You're not an adult, are you? Elfly."

"You're a minor. I can't say it's a child."

Whether you are over a hundred years old or not, you will not be an adult in the light of the common sense of the Elf country.

However, they only talk a little differently when they say that would tie in to being a child in equals.

"I'm simply not an adult, it is. I don't mind that..."

"Yeah."

"I... I don't know this person"

That was Lianya, who almost said that if there were as many as 35 siblings, it would not be strange to have one or so strangers, but he would be blocked by the words of the next croir.

"I have 34 brothers upstairs, but up to 33 have a name and face match."

"Yeah?"

Lotus Yakiya wonders if we should stick in what only one person can't remember here, or if we should stick in what even 33 people remember.

"Only one of you, Brother Grune, I know his name, but I can't remember his face."

Lotus Yaya thinks about the words Cloire has spoken for a while and talks about what she comes up with.

"Haven't we met much?

"It's similar or stopping by with other siblings. About once or twice a year."

"You just weren't close, or you've had enough experience to be traumatized to forget your face?

Lotus Yashi's words, which I thought would be troubling if they were affirmed, were also lightly denied by Kroir.

"I was my youngest sister, so I was generally adored."

"I mean, what do you mean?

"I don't know."

Lotus Yaya's shoulder gets cocky when she is instantly answered.

But Cloire said it only with a serious face.

"It's strange that I don't know. Assuming he's enough to be chosen as a brave man, it shouldn't be weird to have some impression if he's face-to-face..."

If you were incompetent, unprofitable, and you didn't give Cloire any kind of heart certificate, there's nothing unexplainable about only missing information about that person as if it were an air pocket.

But there will never be such a person chosen as a brave man, Cloire says.

Unlike the summoned brave men of the human race, the brave men of other races are to be chosen from among those who are quite powerful from past examples.

If you were incompetent, you weren't even supposed to be a candidate.

"Excuse me, Lenya. I can't throw out the possibility that I've forgotten, so I'm not going to be able to help you with this."

In advance, it would have been a helpful story if information about the other person had been obtained, but Kroir bows his head to Lianya as if he were done.

"Never mind. It's enough to say it would help if I knew something in advance, and I don't have any trouble with it because I didn't know. You'll see."

He was Lianya, who said so and panicked a little, causing Cloir to raise his face.

It was not until the next day that a line of elves brave men dived the Klinge transfer gate.

An elf, the preacher, first informed him that a line of brave men was coming, and then he made sure to follow him, so that elves and elves appeared from the transfer gate.

It doesn't feel like a bunch of witches brought in like the Beasts, or brave men coming alone like the Dragons, but for some reason a bunch of soldiers fully armed with leather armor, long swords, bows, etc.

A blur runs among the soldiers who were defending the transfer gate.

When using a transfer gate, it is rare to dive the gate fully armed and often solidified, even if there is no alternative to some arming.

That would be an even rarer story if the destination of the gate was another country.

Regardless, you can't have a large number of soldiers transferred at once, so if you imitate anything funny, you just have to destroy each and every one from the edge that comes out, but still tension ran between the soldiers on the Klinge side.

"I'm sorry, soldier of the people. We are dead and armed, but we are not here to imitate the undeserved."

To the shortcut blonde, an elf female soldier with the appearance she said Binocular raised her voice.

On this occasion, he does not intend to speak elf to further enlarge the confusion, and the language used is that of the people.

"My name is Skuld-Solvaise. I'm on a brave escort mission this time. I promise in the name of His Majesty the Emperor that the armament is for this purpose and will never be directed against you."

Hearing a voice that went through perfectly well, the soldiers on Klinge's side look at each other.

There was no doubt that the kingdom of the elves was more to say against the Duchy of Triden, Lotus Ya individual than to say, but it was recognized by the soldiers as a friendly country.

That's why the words of the female soldier who named her Scrood were worthy of belief, but if you believe those words, one question remains the next.

That's why we're escorting the brave.

At least he was chosen by the brave, so he should be strong enough not to be compared to the average soldier.

What is the reason why the average soldier, who is supposed to be inferior in strength, must escort the brave man?

In front of the Klinge soldiers with such doubts, a substitute emerges from within the gate that plunges them further into confusion.

It was a cage made of thick iron bars.

It's about a meter and a half square in size. It's put on a wooden trolley, and the trolley itself is pulled manually by four elves.

In that cage, a thin figure sat so that he could hold his knees.

pointy ears visible from between rusty blondes.

From the top-down face, it looks like only blue eyes are shining a shitty light as to why.

The mouth is securely fixed with a mask made of some kind of skin and a number of thin chains, so that no voice can be heard.

The clothes being worn were worn slightly squeezed around the neck with holes that would allow the arm to appear in just a barrel of cloth rather than a garment, with a boneless collar attached to its neck, the collar of which was connected to the cage by four chains.

The arms are also fitted with handcuffs, the handcuffs of which are still connected to the cage by four chains and the hammered shackles are fitted disappointingly on the feet.

No matter where you go from here, the prisoner escort, that just looks like escorting a pretty vicious prisoner too.

"What the hell is this...?

I don't see any other words to say, and Scrood responds to words whimpered by one of the guards at the transfer gate.

"It's Grune-Pass-Tifareto, where he was chosen as the brave man of the Elves. Somebody, I'd like to take over from Count Knugi. I just... I want to decline to look at the format. If possible, I'd like you to take me back to Elf Country once again."

"Ko, are you saying this is a brave man?

In Skuld's words, one of the soldiers ran out to raise the report to Lianya, but the soldiers entrusted with the occasion stared at the person in the cage as if they had heard an incredible word.

Skuld nodded heavily at the inquiry of one of the soldiers.

"I know what you're trying to say, but it's a fact... it's a fact"

At the same time, Lianya, who had first glanced at a letter sent by the Elf Country, was flipping over on her own chair.

In the letter thrown on the desk, it says:

Grune-Pas-Tifaleto is the seventeenth prince in the orthodox bloodstream of the current emperor, and he is a felon in prison as the perpetrator of eight and thirty murders, plus twenty-nine and eighty-seven murders in respect of those suspected of involvement, just as it has been found at the same time.