What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

Whether, therefore, we could reach Arnotu, the capital of the woods, without the directions of Milliu of Erov, who is not an elf.

Much more obscure.

Or, well, eighty-nine out of ten, I wouldn't have made it.

Milliu changed direction again and again, marking it as a big tree, a fountain, and a sawa.

Apparently there are endless cracks, large and small, running vertically and horizontally on the ground in this impacted forest, and they just hit the end of the line a little wrong on the road to go. Even the growing trees are not promising, so if you get lost, it's over. You can't get out of the woods, and you can be a wingspan that lasts until you die.

I mean, it's a natural factor.

Naturally protected, which also means protected and pulled there.

It looks good, but it's closed, exclusive, and we look down on nothing but ourselves. Perhaps even among his peers, he's below himself, or he's no good or inferior, or people who don't feel comfortable saying all that shit, like they don't have to.

I still don't know if what I imagined about the elves hit me.

However, Arnotu, where the elves live, is a beautiful city without complaint.

Tree City, should I say?

With the branches of giant trees as the foundation to lay the planks, a building is built on them. The big building has the trunk as a pillar, so you don't seem to have to worry about collapsing.

Between the giant trees there are suspended bridges, but the majority of them draw stunning curves, not straight. How did you make that, that stuff?

In buildings and suspension bridges, cages filled with glowing mushrooms hang all over them, and when the wind blows, they shake.

The cage has a bell of vitreous or something to match the swing of the cage, and the crystal clear sounds overlap, and then it rings quietly.

Then there are lots of flowers all over the place. I don't get tired of just smelling that variety of scents.

The city is made to trance visitors by comfortably stimulating their vision, hearing and sense of smell.

On the tree I go up on a lift, but I didn't feel the smooth and unnatural shards when I did it, and I have no doubt that the inhabitants of Arnotu have a high aesthetic feel in all respects.

That's why I expected you to be arrogant.

It occurred to me that Milliu's humility was perhaps the reversal of the arrogance of the elves, or that Milliu, who had been persecuted for some reason because the elves were so arrogant, had to be unusually humiliated.

It was a hit.

Arnotu looks a lot wider. But the population density seems to be low, and I didn't run into anyone for a while after I went up on the lift.

The first elf I met was a fucking elf who walked from across the suspension bridge, and while she was a transcendent beauty who boasted such an exceptional style that for humans a fairly styled strawberry seemed sumptuous, she was well damned.

"Oh. If you wonder who it is, aren't you ashamed of the Mercurian family? You're still alive. Aren't you ashamed? Oh, come with me, you filthy wild dog. Not a dog? Oh, were you human? Because you look a lot alike,"

"Oh, uh..."

Milliu just goes away and can't say much about things.

Still, awesome, fucking elves.

That's right. I can't help but admire it.

Normally, when you speak ill or have bad feelings, humans... well, I'm a fucking elf, not a human, but its inner ugliness is what comes on the table. Finally, no matter how pretty a woman is, her face gets ugly and distorted when she's in bad shape.

But when it comes to fucking elves, that's not true at all. You speak so much contempt to the lower ground, you remain a super beautiful man.

Because of that, I wasn't always angry, but Milliu is my servant serving me. An insult to Milliu is also an insult to me.

"Hey, fucking elves"

"Fuck eh......?

The fucking elf raised a willow brow. Still, well, she's still super beautiful.

"Oh, who is that about? It's not me, is it?"

"No, it's you. You. Other than you, you don't like it. You don't know, that's about it. If I don't know, it would be useless to talk about it. I don't think we have the level of intelligence to have a conversation."

"Bu, be disrespectful! The human spirit......!

"Ooh. It's finally getting ugly."

"Ugly!?"

"So it's you, you fucking elf"

"Well......!

"Oh, you know, Dear Xaragi...!

Milliu broke in between me and the fucking elf... he tried to fall over and fell on me.

"Geez."

"Mmm..."

When I finally took him, he felt like he was drowned in a flood of meat, meat, and meat, and both of us were about to drown.

"... Shit, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"Also, I'm sorry......! No, with boobs...! At the very least, if you can have good boobs......!

"What kind of dick is a good dick?"

"Uh... that's, I don't know... eh, it's not! That one is Ariarea, heir of the Randulowal family, a gateway to the Six Curses...!

"Oh? So what?"

"The six curses are alongside the seven swords, the five bows, the famous house of Arnotu......! disrespect to Master Ariarea is guilty..."

"It's too late."

Ariarea blew something like a whistle. It sounded like a whistle, or a whistle, but it didn't sound like a whistle. It's like the sound when you tap a fork.

"... oh my god...!

Millilu covered his face and crouched.

Ariarea took the whistle away from her mouth,

"You can run away. If you think you can get through the Impact Forest because you're being chased, you should."

"Being chased...?

Bibili's strawberries are already shivering.

"Ah."

and Momohina pointed to the end of the suspension bridge.

"Somebody's coming."

"Hmm......"

I put my arms together.

The ones trying to cross the suspension bridge...... yes, they're not alone, they're multiple. There will be seven or eight of them, too. They wear Kinkira's armor, they have swords on spears, even shields. He's wearing a helmet, but politely, that helmet also has pointy ear-like decorations, and naturally, it would be an elf. The soldiers of the elves.

"Regret at best, man"

Ariarea is staring at me with all her black disdain.

That, again, is soothingly beautiful, probably because Ariarea is such an elf.

Yeah, it must be very normal for Ariarea to do it and look down, mock and retaliate against others.

"Who's running away?"

I sat down on the spot and clawed.

"If it's a sin to call a fucking elf - catch him on your own. I'm not running or hiding."

You seem to have a good heart.

Ariarea laughs fun-filled, ho, ho, ho.

I can't help it. She's beautiful.

Don't get upset.

Fucking elves.

... so I was imprisoned.

Figs and Momohina must have finally gone to jail too, but I don't know for sure. Because we're not together. I hear strawberries and momomohina are being captured elsewhere.

There's a staircase in the sinus of a giant tree, and the little room down there, just ahead, is my current my-room.

How small and small, I can't stand. The ceiling is low, so I have to sit down. I can't put my arm down. He hits the left and right walls before raising his elbows to the shoulder and horizontal position. Naturally, I can't even fall asleep. The entrance and exit are wooden plaid doors but full of thorns. I can't even touch it.

My belongings were confiscated.

And the Demon Sword Soul Collector.

What happened to Temuzin, which is connected by the lift?

And then there's Milliu.

Milliu had eaten by the elf soldiers and was trying to stop us from being imprisoned until the end, but I don't think he was in custody. Is it because he didn't insult Ariarea? But when I say that, even strawberries and momomohinas don't.

Ariarea called Milliu a disgrace to the Mercurians.

Mercurian family.

Do you think Ariarea is the heir of the House of Randulowal, a gateway to the six curses and the Doraemon? Inheritance. You mean inheritance.

Six curses.

Seven swords.

Five bows.

There are eighteen famous houses in Arnotu, and the Mercurians, like the Landurois, are one of them… or are they?

Maybe Milliu is also the heir to the Mercurian family. And yet he's no good. He's a dick, so he's looked down on me a lot, and he's been scorned.

Until... To put it, I was thinking before the elf soldiers caught me. If Ariarea were the daughter of a powerful man, Milliu would be the same, and you could handle being imprisoned.

I don't have any certainty, but even if it goes wild over there. If you turn the soul collector around, you can kill one or two of the elves. If he finds out he's just gonna die from a scratch, he'll be scared, too. If we did it well, we would have been able to get away with it, but don't even think about turning the whole elf over to the enemy all of a sudden.

Mostly, I just said a little too much in the buying words to the selling words.

Well, you'll be released one of these days.

They will, won't they?

Is that it?

That's crazy, huh?

Nobody's coming, right?

Is that...?

You don't mean like this all your life, do you?

You're gonna die, me?