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    ch45.5

    “Demis, I think you need to come take a look at this.”

    “Hmm?”

    Demis, who was working in his office as usual, felt an ominous premonition as he saw an Elf enter his office in a hurry.

    Two years ago, Araya discovered an intelligent life form belonging to the natural species called ‘human’ and used that species as a herald to send information to the forest.

    This human species resembled Elves, except for their slightly strange faces and their weakness, and this species was in the process of building a fairly advanced political system called a kingdom.

    Accordingly, the Elves changed the name of this land, which they simply called ‘the forest,’ to ‘Elven Road’ to distinguish it from other worlds.

    For 13 years since their birth, the world of the Elves, which had only known the forest, was divided into the Elven Road and the world outside it.

    But even so, the lives of the Elves did not change much.

    Unlike the human species that Araya had told them about, the Elves were not a naturally occurring species on this planet, so they only existed in this forest, and it was difficult for their population to increase rapidly like humans.

    In fact, only a few names had changed, and nothing had really changed. Due to the still insufficient population, they were suffering from a chronic shortage of manpower to manage the vast forest, which was fittingly described as immense, despite their outstanding abilities.

    However, even in such a situation, there were no major problems in the Elven Road, except for the occasional mediation of wild gods clashing over territory disputes.

    ‘They call it RoAra out there, or something?’

    Even this would be resolved when the Elves born now grew up and began to play their roles.

    Some of the children born about 10 years ago had already grown larger than Araya.

    Therefore, the Elven Road was stable, and if problems arose, it was always from the outside.

    ‘And most of those problems are brought by my unworthy sister.’

    Two years ago, a group of humans appeared on the outskirts of the forest, using the hand signals of the forest keepers.

    Pallas and the forest keepers, who had gathered in response to the emergency signal, were initially surprised to see a group of humans resembling Elves.

    They used the Elves’ hand signals, so they approached, only to find surprisingly ugly Elves?

    Instantly, the forest keepers mistook those Elves for Elves who had been cursed or attacked and had their faces ruined, and they gave them looks of pity.

    Moreover, they looked dazed as soon as they saw the forest keepers, as if they had really suffered a shockingly big event.

    Pallas and the forest keepers led the group of humans to the center of the forest.

    Later, the human who regained consciousness, a human man who introduced himself as Kyle, said that he was a herald sent by Araya and handed over a bundle of parchment.

    The Elves had long since moved from wooden tablets to paper as a recording medium, so they were amazed to see records being kept on processed leather, but soon the parchment was delivered to Demis.

    Demis, who was reading the report written in Elven on the parchment, confirmed that Araya, the youngest of the High Elves, was doing very well.

    However, somehow she had become involved in the political system of humans, and she intended to add a political system called faith and religion to it.

    Having a political system, and seeing the future potential of intelligent humans who, although inferior to Elves, processed natural products into better goods, the content was that they should maintain a friendly or vertical relationship to prevent them from becoming a threat to the Elves.

    It was a pretty good method.

    So much so that he thought it was amazing that she had come up with this level of political system on the spot.

    The youngest was always clumsy, but she always came up with amazing methods such as martial arts, paper, and religion, so he wasn’t too surprised.

    The problem was the content that followed.

    ‘I think Mother needs to get married.’

    Demis momentarily thought he had misread it.

    Who? Get married?

    He hurriedly read the following content.

    Roughly speaking, if they only worshiped Mother World Tree as their main god, the human spirit could become overly subordinate to the Elves, so it was necessary to incorporate a higher being called Ul-Kanadiel, who was equivalent to Mother, into the worldview of the religion.

    El-Prigion, the earth mother who represents the land.

    Ul-Kanadiel, the celestial god who represents the sky.

    The first Elves were born from the World Tree, but the Elves also had offspring through normal sexual activity with members of the opposite sex.

    Along with the concept of marriage, a social contract system, although still weak, had also been created.

    The problem was that it was surprising that an existence they had never seen would become their father, but the problem was that that father was the same existence as their mother in the East Continent, and had already been betrayed by his own children, the Einherjar, and had already died.

    The High Elf siblings were thrown into turmoil by the parchment that the girl, who had not heard from for about a year, had suddenly sent through a human.

    Pallas was so angry that he was about to rush out of the forest to catch Araya, asking what on earth she was doing outside.

    However, after discussion, they decided to ask their mother’s opinion.

    “Huhu… Your sister is always causing trouble.”

    “Ul-Kanadiel… The energy that flew in from the east was my brother, I see.”

    “I don’t mind much. Huhu… Thanks to Araya, I’ve ended up with a husband I never expected.”

    Araya’s opinion was accepted due to her mother’s generous attitude, but the High Elves’ feelings were subtle.

    Their mother had a husband, and they had a stepfather, but at the same time as the beginning, their mother became a widow, and they had lost their father.

    “If that child ever returns to the forest, I’ll bury him.”

    Pallas was angry for a while.

    Demis, who was reminiscing about the past, felt uneasy about Araya, who brought bombs every time, and the somewhat dark face of the Elf, but he decided to follow.

    “Ah… well… I think all the High Elves should come with you.”

    Demis felt even more uneasy at those words.

    ◈ ◈ ◈

    The Elves were buzzing around a human.

    When the five High Elf siblings arrived, Pallas had already arrived and had a stiff face.

    The human, surrounded by everyone’s attention, had a somewhat uneasy expression.

    “…You’ve come?”

    Pallas replied to the High Elves who had arrived in a somewhat weak voice.

    The High Elves looked at the human named Kyle, who had visited once before.

    And they looked at what Kyle was holding.

    Clothes neatly folded and placed in a black box, and parchment.

    Moreover, some parts of the clothes in the box were very frayed.

    Araya’s only Elf clothes.

    It was clothes made of Telenia silk.

    There was no reason for the clothes to be so damaged in such a short period of time.

    Along with the uneasy expression of the human named Kyle, ominous imaginations came to the minds of the five High Elves who had just arrived.

    In particular, the sisters Atira and Anat looked even more pale than their original white faces.

    Pallas, who had discovered Kyle and guided him here, seemed to have had a similar imagination to the others, and had a somewhat hollow expression unlike usual.

    “Ah…”

    “Anat!”

    “Anya!”

    Atira, the second daughter who had made the clothes for Araya, momentarily lost strength in her legs and sat down.

    The other High Elves supported Atira.

    But the expressions of the High Elves who were supporting Atira were not good either.

    She was a sister who always caused trouble, but they never thought they would part like this.

    Araya’s actions were often unreliable, but her strength was the best among the Elves.

    Kyle, who flinched at the sight, carefully opened his mouth.

    “Are you… Atira?”

    Atira, who had been sitting down, raised her head and looked up at Kyle at Kyle’s words.

    Kyle’s breath seemed to stop when he saw the woman, who looked like what Araya would look like if she ever grew up and became a mother, looking up at him with mournful eyes, but he barely regained his senses and opened his mouth.

    “Araya… told me to be sure to deliver this to Atira.”

    “Ati…”

    Anat looked at Atira anxiously as Kyle held out the box.

    “Atira, take a break if you’re tired. I’ll take care of it.”

    “Demis… no, I’ll take it.”

    Rejecting Demis’s help, Atira accepted the box that Kyle held out with trembling hands.

    “Um…”

    “Yes…?”

    “How was Araya’s last moment…?”

    Last?

    Kyle tilted his head momentarily at Atira’s unexpected words.

    But Kyle, who wanted to answer with all his might to the question of the beauty who resembled Araya, racked his brains with all his might.

    ‘Last, Araya I saw last.’

    “She looked as beautiful and noble as ever.”

    “…I see. That’s a relief.”

    Kyle swallowed as he looked at the dew in Atira’s eyes.

    There was no way to express the image of the beauty stroking the clothes in the box with a melancholy face.

    ‘Mother must miss Araya a lot.’

    Even Araya, who is so strong, is still a child who worries her parents.

    Atira, who was stroking the clothes, put down the box, broke the seal on the parchment inside, and began to read it with trembling hands.

    And after a while.

    The face of the beautiful woman, who had been immersed in melancholy, changed to a questioning face, then turned red with shame and anger, and finally turned into a face that looked like a demon in the eyes of the Iju Shin-gyo.

    The other High Elves, who had been anxiously watching the scene as Atira’s face, which had been sad until just now, changed hideously, also became curious and examined the parchment.

    The High Elves’ reactions after reading the parchment were all different.

    Demis put his hand on his forehead as if enduring the headache that was coming.

    Saraswati had a look that said, “That’s what I expected.”

    Pallas, with an angry expression, began to say that Araya should be dragged back immediately.

    Anat, as if relieved, sat down like Atira and burst into tears.

    Elmoni was expressionless as usual.

    Kyle, while questioning the sudden appearance of the High Elves, began to read the room, sensing the strange atmosphere.

    What on earth was written on the parchment…?

    He peeked out and looked at the writing on the parchment that had been thrown on the floor.

    ‘I can’t read it because it’s a language I don’t know.’

    Demis picked up the discarded parchment again and felt empty.

    “…Sending it in such an unnecessarily meaningful way.”

    The letter read:

    【To my beloved sister Ati.

    Puberty has come.

    While practicing martial arts, I felt a change in the feeling transmitted from my limbs, so I kept watching, and I’ve been growing very little for two weeks.

    My stupid brother Pallas said that I would be a midget for the rest of my life, but he was wrong.

    Now I’m going to grow up and become like my sisters.

    The problem is the clothes I’m wearing now.

    The fabric that humans use for clothing doesn’t feel very good, so the feeling is too uncomfortable.

    So I asked the humans who make clothes to unravel the thread from these clothes to make new clothes, but they couldn’t handle the Telenia thread at all, and the clothes only got damaged.

    There isn’t much Telenia thread, so I don’t think there will be enough thread to make clothes, so I’m sending you the clothes I was wearing, even though they’re uncomfortable.

    I can’t leave the human realm for a while due to circumstances, so I sent it through Kyle.

    Please use it to unravel and make new clothes.

    I can’t go back and forth because of clothes every time, so I hope you can make them a little bigger to fit my growth spurt.

    It’s a growth spurt, so there won’t be a problem even if you make them bigger.

    The human clothes I changed into while writing this letter are uncomfortable. I hope you can work on it as quickly as possible.

    And if possible, please keep it a secret from the other siblings, because I want to surprise them later when I grow up.

    I told Kyle to only show it to you.

    From your loving sister Araya.】

    Demis watched her other siblings calm the rampaging Atira and Pallas, and sighed.

    “You always make problems out of things that aren’t problems, Araya.”

    ◈ ◈ ◈

    Araya received the completed clothes and a huge stack of papers that looked like letters (?) from Kyle at the Great Temple.

    The letters contained the High Elf siblings’ enormous resentment and angry petitions.

    Even though the Elf language’s style was stiff, Araya was embarrassed by the emotions that were conveyed.

    In particular, even the benevolent Ati and Anya seemed to be enormously angry.

    In Ati’s case, she even threatened to spank her until her bottom was red when she returned to the forest.

    “…Why?”

    Araya sat on the throne, blankly staring at the letters with a bewildered expression.

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