Chapter 1171: City of Pleasure, Part 6 - Dark dwarf ② -
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Petefloat approached Farsil very naturally. It entered the range of Fursil's vigilance net. Naturally, a sharp voice flew in from Fursil.
"Who!?
"(Hia!?
Petefloat raised a loud voice that did not speak and was stuck in the air. Doom is also a surprise act. Sure, it's a newborn fairy setting, but newborn fairies don't have a language. I don't think I can do this myself.
"(Ahhh, big guy!
"Mm, you say it's a fairy?
Fursil looks surprised. Petefloat, who looked frightened, but Fursil was not relieved of his vigilance.
It is also natural. This section of the workshop has been cleared of people by fairly harsh sorcery. Though this surrounding area is an originally unpopular place, it is rarely close to a single beast workshop. It's built to be so. I could hardly even think about the spirits approaching there. The Dooms can recognize this place because they stuck to the Orange Bull and infiltrated this workshop first. Otherwise, you'll need to be prepared to walk lice all over the continent to find this workshop. There was still a chance that I would walk away from this place alone.
Fursil went on to observe Petefloat even more.
"How come there's a fairy in here? Answer me."
"(Wow, I don't know. Because I was here when I realized it!
Petefloat was just frightened to tell him that, but Fursil stared at him to appraise Petefloat with a sharp, unlike any boy.
And after a while, he was sighing loudly and unzipping.
"... you just said its nature, a mixed subspecies of darkness and other elephants (demi hybrids). Sure, there's a chance you'll be born alone around the workshop, within boundaries. Too much witchcraft... no, I've been paying close attention lately not to be, but wasn't it perfect yet"
"(hey, what the hell)"
"Oh, I'm sorry. This is the story."
Fursil laughed fluffily when he broke his expression, looking at Petefloat. It was a laugh like the goodness of the native had seeped out.
"You're a little concerned, forgive me if I threatened you"
"(Angry?
"I'm not angry, I hope you're relieved"
Fersil reached softly and let Petefloat sit on his palm. Peat floats are always used.
"There's no name, is there?
"(Name?
"Can you help if you were just born? I'm Fursil."
"(Fursil?
Petefloat was still responding with a small tremor. In that attitude, a sentiment of pity arose from Farsir.
"I won't do anything. So don't be frightened."
"(Really? Isn't Fursil the scary one?
"Oh, no."
"(But the plants around me say this is a place where creatures shouldn't be. If I were there, I'd be pissed off. That's why I tried to escape)"
"You think you can hear the plant?
Fursil turned his eyes round. As a matter of fact, unless you're also a spirit, it's nearly impossible to hear a voice other than an organism, no matter how high a mage you are. It is an impossible artistic discipline unless one renounces its nature as a person, how close compatibility and attributes are. To Farsir, who is a high elf, and to Doom, who is an evil spirit, this was impossible.
Firstly, Firsil intended to dispose of the fairies that appeared before him. But he stopped sneaking at his frightened appearance and was at least about to let him go somewhere else. But if you can listen to the plants - if you miss them well, I thought you might be able to be even better on this perimeter alert.
"I see - do you have any idea where you're going?
"(I don't. I don't even know where this place is)"
"I guess that is. So why don't you help me out here?
"(Help?
"Yes. I helped protect what was important. Must be rewarding."
Fursil thought that he would have about the discretion to have that much help. Fursil still looks like a boy because of his appearance, but his real age is over 200. If it was the original high elf, I thought it was time to use the demons and phantom beasts that would be me. Of course, Oranzebul didn't give such permission, but he thought there was no harm in a fairy like this.
But the furcyl boy could not know what evil look the fairy had behind him when he fulfilled it and drew him into his company.
On the other hand, a short distance from the workshop in Oranzebul, Polskaya, bewitched by Oranzebul, was walking in a lump. Because it just took some magic, and its footprint is somewhere out of place. It looked like it could not help hitting a branch or scowling.
But before the polskaya, a forest wolf suddenly appeared. Normally overwhelmed by the magic of Tetrapolishka, the concurrent demons and warcraft lurk their breath, but only this forest wolf sees the path of Tetrapolishka in a dignified fashion and trivializes its appearance. And when he had seen it all, he began to hum the flower with dissatisfaction, and to speak unto what would be.
"Again, you Orangeable guy, were you doing magic to me, too? I thought that would happen anyway, but it's a pain in the ass when it comes to brainwashing named parents. I can't think of a way to disarm it."
The Lord of the Voice is Polskaya. Polskaya did not use the main body when boarding into the Oranzebul workshop, but used the consciousness that separated some of the parts from the main body to transfer them to Tetrapolishka. And the main unit used the forest wolf around it as a temporary residence. This ability of Polskaya was something neither Oranzebul knew.
"Was it a mistake in the first place to be named after a guy like that? But I can't help but regret it, but I wonder what happened. Even if we keep rendezvous with our identities, there will be a good chance that the magical influence of the Orange Bull will come out. I can't just leave Tetrapolishka's body as it is, but she's a part of me because she's separated. You can't just give up. And if you find that there is no magical influence of the Orange Bull, what kind of hand can you get this time... I wanted to know the sincerity of the Orange Bull and I tried it for now, but the information I got is about the exact location of the Orange Bull workshop so far and the fact that he has a loyal ally too? Well, I wonder what's wrong with this information alone."
"Hmm, you're in trouble for sure"
It is Yugdrasil who has spoken from behind Polskaya. It was also for a moment that Polskaya opened her eyes to the emergence of Yugdrasil, where she felt no sign, later in the guise of tranquillity, rather talking about sticking out her jaw to create room.
But when Yugdrasil rang his fingers, Tetrapolishka's body had stopped behaving completely and even the leaves of the trees that danced through the universe had stopped moving.
Continued
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Petefloat approached Farsil very naturally. It entered the range of Fursil's vigilance net. Naturally, a sharp voice flew in from Fursil.
"Who!?
"(Hia!?
Petefloat raised a loud voice that did not speak and was stuck in the air. Doom is also a surprise act. Sure, it's a newborn fairy setting, but newborn fairies don't have a language. I don't think I can do this myself.
"(Ahhh, big guy!
"Mm, you say it's a fairy?
Fursil looks surprised. Petefloat, who looked frightened, but Fursil was not relieved of his vigilance.
It is also natural. This section of the workshop has been cleared of people by fairly harsh sorcery. Though this surrounding area is an originally unpopular place, it is rarely close to a single beast workshop. It's built to be so. I could hardly even think about the spirits approaching there. The Dooms can recognize this place because they stuck to the Orange Bull and infiltrated this workshop first. Otherwise, you'll need to be prepared to walk lice all over the continent to find this workshop. There was still a chance that I would walk away from this place alone.
Fursil went on to observe Petefloat even more.
"How come there's a fairy in here? Answer me."
"(Wow, I don't know. Because I was here when I realized it!
Petefloat was just frightened to tell him that, but Fursil stared at him to appraise Petefloat with a sharp, unlike any boy.
And after a while, he was sighing loudly and unzipping.
"... you just said its nature, a mixed subspecies of darkness and other elephants (demi hybrids). Sure, there's a chance you'll be born alone around the workshop, within boundaries. Too much witchcraft... no, I've been paying close attention lately not to be, but wasn't it perfect yet"
"(hey, what the hell)"
"Oh, I'm sorry. This is the story."
Fursil laughed fluffily when he broke his expression, looking at Petefloat. It was a laugh like the goodness of the native had seeped out.
"You're a little concerned, forgive me if I threatened you"
"(Angry?
"I'm not angry, I hope you're relieved"
Fersil reached softly and let Petefloat sit on his palm. Peat floats are always used.
"There's no name, is there?
"(Name?
"Can you help if you were just born? I'm Fursil."
"(Fursil?
Petefloat was still responding with a small tremor. In that attitude, a sentiment of pity arose from Farsir.
"I won't do anything. So don't be frightened."
"(Really? Isn't Fursil the scary one?
"Oh, no."
"(But the plants around me say this is a place where creatures shouldn't be. If I were there, I'd be pissed off. That's why I tried to escape)"
"You think you can hear the plant?
Fursil turned his eyes round. As a matter of fact, unless you're also a spirit, it's nearly impossible to hear a voice other than an organism, no matter how high a mage you are. It is an impossible artistic discipline unless one renounces its nature as a person, how close compatibility and attributes are. To Farsir, who is a high elf, and to Doom, who is an evil spirit, this was impossible.
Firstly, Firsil intended to dispose of the fairies that appeared before him. But he stopped sneaking at his frightened appearance and was at least about to let him go somewhere else. But if you can listen to the plants - if you miss them well, I thought you might be able to be even better on this perimeter alert.
"I see - do you have any idea where you're going?
"(I don't. I don't even know where this place is)"
"I guess that is. So why don't you help me out here?
"(Help?
"Yes. I helped protect what was important. Must be rewarding."
Fursil thought that he would have about the discretion to have that much help. Fursil still looks like a boy because of his appearance, but his real age is over 200. If it was the original high elf, I thought it was time to use the demons and phantom beasts that would be me. Of course, Oranzebul didn't give such permission, but he thought there was no harm in a fairy like this.
But the furcyl boy could not know what evil look the fairy had behind him when he fulfilled it and drew him into his company.
On the other hand, a short distance from the workshop in Oranzebul, Polskaya, bewitched by Oranzebul, was walking in a lump. Because it just took some magic, and its footprint is somewhere out of place. It looked like it could not help hitting a branch or scowling.
But before the polskaya, a forest wolf suddenly appeared. Normally overwhelmed by the magic of Tetrapolishka, the concurrent demons and warcraft lurk their breath, but only this forest wolf sees the path of Tetrapolishka in a dignified fashion and trivializes its appearance. And when he had seen it all, he began to hum the flower with dissatisfaction, and to speak unto what would be.
"Again, you Orangeable guy, were you doing magic to me, too? I thought that would happen anyway, but it's a pain in the ass when it comes to brainwashing named parents. I can't think of a way to disarm it."
The Lord of the Voice is Polskaya. Polskaya did not use the main body when boarding into the Oranzebul workshop, but used the consciousness that separated some of the parts from the main body to transfer them to Tetrapolishka. And the main unit used the forest wolf around it as a temporary residence. This ability of Polskaya was something neither Oranzebul knew.
"Was it a mistake in the first place to be named after a guy like that? But I can't help but regret it, but I wonder what happened. Even if we keep rendezvous with our identities, there will be a good chance that the magical influence of the Orange Bull will come out. I can't just leave Tetrapolishka's body as it is, but she's a part of me because she's separated. You can't just give up. And if you find that there is no magical influence of the Orange Bull, what kind of hand can you get this time... I wanted to know the sincerity of the Orange Bull and I tried it for now, but the information I got is about the exact location of the Orange Bull workshop so far and the fact that he has a loyal ally too? Well, I wonder what's wrong with this information alone."
"Hmm, you're in trouble for sure"
It is Yugdrasil who has spoken from behind Polskaya. It was also for a moment that Polskaya opened her eyes to the emergence of Yugdrasil, where she felt no sign, later in the guise of tranquillity, rather talking about sticking out her jaw to create room.
But when Yugdrasil rang his fingers, Tetrapolishka's body had stopped behaving completely and even the leaves of the trees that danced through the universe had stopped moving.
Continued
Petefloat approached Farsil very naturally. It entered the range of Fursil's vigilance net. Naturally, a sharp voice flew in from Fursil."Who!? "Hia!? Petefloat raised a loud voice that did not speak and was stuck in the air. Doom is also a surprise act. Sure, it's a newborn fairy setting, but newborn fairies don't have a language. I don't think I can do this myself."Ahhh, big guy! "Mm, you say it's a fairy? Fursil looks surprised. Petefloat, who looked frightened, but Fursil was not relieved of his vigilance.It is also natural. This section of the workshop has been cleared of people by fairly harsh sorcery. Though this surrounding area is an originally unpopular place, it is rarely close to a single beast workshop. It's built to be so. I could hardly even think about the spirits approaching there. The Dooms can recognize this place because they stuck to the Orange Bull and infiltrated this workshop first. Otherwise, you'll need to be prepared to walk lice all over the continent to find this workshop. There was still a chance that I would walk away from this place alone.Fursil went on to observe Petefloat even more."How come there's a fairy in here? Answer me.""Wow, I don't know. Because I was here when I realized it! Petefloat was just frightened to tell him that, but Fursil stared at him to appraise Petefloat with a sharp, unlike any boy.And after a while, he was sighing loudly and unzipping."... you just said its nature, a mixed subspecies of darkness and other elephants demi hybrids. Sure, there's a chance you'll be born alone around the workshop, within boundaries. Too much witchcraft... no, I've been paying close attention lately not to be, but wasn't it perfect yet""hey, what the hell""Oh, I'm sorry. This is the story."Fursil laughed fluffily when he broke his expression, looking at Petefloat. It was a laugh like the goodness of the native had seeped out."You're a little concerned, forgive me if I threatened you""Angry? "I'm not angry, I hope you're relieved"Fersil reached softly and let Petefloat sit on his palm. Peat floats are always used."There's no name, is there? "Name? "Can you help if you were just born? I'm Fursil.""Fursil? Petefloat was still responding with a small tremor. In that attitude, a sentiment of pity arose from Farsir."I won't do anything. So don't be frightened.""Really? Isn't Fursil the scary one? "Oh, no.""But the plants around me say this is a place where creatures shouldn't be. If I were there, I'd be pissed off. That's why I tried to escape""You think you can hear the plant? Fursil turned his eyes round. As a matter of fact, unless you're also a spirit, it's nearly impossible to hear a voice other than an organism, no matter how high a mage you are. It is an impossible artistic discipline unless one renounces its nature as a person, how close compatibility and attributes are. To Farsir, who is a high elf, and to Doom, who is an evil spirit, this was impossible.Firstly, Firsil intended to dispose of the fairies that appeared before him. But he stopped sneaking at his frightened appearance and was at least about to let him go somewhere else. But if you can listen to the plants - if you miss them well, I thought you might be able to be even better on this perimeter alert."I see - do you have any idea where you're going? "I don't. I don't even know where this place is""I guess that is. So why don't you help me out here? "Help? "Yes. I helped protect what was important. Must be rewarding."Fursil thought that he would have about the discretion to have that much help. Fursil still looks like a boy because of his appearance, but his real age is over 200. If it was the original high elf, I thought it was time to use the demons and phantom beasts that would be me. Of course, Oranzebul didn't give such permission, but he thought there was no harm in a fairy like this.But the furcyl boy could not know what evil look the fairy had behind him when he fulfilled it and drew him into his company.On the other hand, a short distance from the workshop in Oranzebul, Polskaya, bewitched by Oranzebul, was walking in a lump. Because it just took some magic, and its footprint is somewhere out of place. It looked like it could not help hitting a branch or scowling.But before the polskaya, a forest wolf suddenly appeared. Normally overwhelmed by the magic of Tetrapolishka, the concurrent demons and warcraft lurk their breath, but only this forest wolf sees the path of Tetrapolishka in a dignified fashion and trivializes its appearance. And when he had seen it all, he began to hum the flower with dissatisfaction, and to speak unto what would be."Again, you Orangeable guy, were you doing magic to me, too? I thought that would happen anyway, but it's a pain in the ass when it comes to brainwashing named parents. I can't think of a way to disarm it."The Lord of the Voice is Polskaya. Polskaya did not use the main body when boarding into the Oranzebul workshop, but used the consciousness that separated some of the parts from the main body to transfer them to Tetrapolishka. And the main unit used the forest wolf around it as a temporary residence. This ability of Polskaya was something neither Oranzebul knew."Was it a mistake in the first place to be named after a guy like that? But I can't help but regret it, but I wonder what happened. Even if we keep rendezvous with our identities, there will be a good chance that the magical influence of the Orange Bull will come out. I can't just leave Tetrapolishka's body as it is, but she's a part of me because she's separated. You can't just give up. And if you find that there is no magical influence of the Orange Bull, what kind of hand can you get this time... I wanted to know the sincerity of the Orange Bull and I tried it for now, but the information I got is about the exact location of the Orange Bull workshop so far and the fact that he has a loyal ally too? Well, I wonder what's wrong with this information alone.""Hmm, you're in trouble for sure"It is Yugdrasil who has spoken from behind Polskaya. It was also for a moment that Polskaya opened her eyes to the emergence of Yugdrasil, where she felt no sign, later in the guise of tranquillity, rather talking about sticking out her jaw to create room.But when Yugdrasil rang his fingers, Tetrapolishka's body had stopped behaving completely and even the leaves of the trees that danced through the universe had stopped moving.Continued
