Chapter 50 – Episode 50: Elf Girl 下
The more I read the emotions in the letter, the more I understood why this unfamiliar elf girl was so kind to me.
Like I’m petting her her and marveling at her like her her little cow animal
I guess this elf girl was treating me like a little boy too.
It didn’t hurt her pride her or anything.
Aside from her appearance her, there is already a difference of almost a hundred years compared to her life her as a Constellation.
Hwashin also has hundreds of farmers and dozens of Hwashin who fell into combat.
The scale of using points also differs by about 3 zeros from me.
It’s not that I have any malice, but I treat young human males with caution as a newbie Constellation.
It’s not that his personality has been ruined enough to get angry over it.
While I was thinking about elves like that, the blessed Han Ye-ji, Jung A-rin, and Nam Goong-hee were having a conversation.
Looking over the screen, you can see something exciting.
‘Well, the constellations are double…’
Jung A-rin laughs loudly after hitting Ye-ji on the back of her back her, and pulls out her card her from her arms her.
Han Ye-ji and Namgoong-hee respond moderately to the exaggerated gesture, and move forward with the idea of getting food to eat.
At the very beginning, when Namgung-hee was just transferred to this group and a 3-member group was formed.
At that time, everyone was awkward with each other. Yeji for Jung Ah-rin was her junior with good skills and at the level of an incarnation loved by the constellation.
She treats her well as a senior, but the relationship she was all about.
For Namgoong-hee, the two were just seniors at work, whom he met for the first time.
But now it seems that the relationship has gone much deeper.
Needless to say, it was because she received the attention of ‘a giant tree that never withers’.
It’s a situation that dare not compare to her getting coffee from someone else’s Constellation and starting to get attention from her own Constellation of her.
Thanks to her wisdom her, Jung Ah-rin is receiving attention from my Constellation and receiving her blessings her, so she laughs so much that her mouth her goes from ear to ear.
Han Ye-ji, who was strict, treats her well and her juniors her listen to her, so she lives a comfortable career in the world.
And Namgoong-hee said, maybe because she resembles my constellation, I don’t care about anything else.
The seniors at work and the two members of the same group seem to be satisfied with their skills.
Perhaps thanks to the branches of the World Tree, for some reason, the feelings and thoughts of others are felt smoothly even across the screen.
First looking at her face to face, then observing through the screen,
After that, from the handwriting of the letter or the presence felt over the branches of the world tree—
As I thought so, the world spun around.
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Boys and girls wrapped in pure white cloth.
I don’t know what kind of clothes it was, but if I had to compare it, it was something I would see in Greek and Roman mythology.
An outfit that wraps that long piece of cloth around your waist and shoulders.
A white cloth that came down from one shoulder, wrapped around the waist, and covered the thigh, and a green brooch that held the shoulder and waist.
The well-trimmed crafts in the shape of branches and leaves made me think that way as soon as I saw them.
Ah, this is the dream of a giant tree that does not wither.
Boys and girls with pointy ears or furry animal ears playfully farm each other.
When I saw a scene where a tree branch came down from the high sky to help people, I couldn’t help but want to know.
“Who is going to Field No. 2?”
“Knox and Deia? I think the two of us went together.”
“Okay? The two of you hang out often these days~”
A situation similar to being sucked into the memory of a tyrant who burns with just eye contact.
When I was touching the branches of the World Tree and using my abilities, did the giant unfading tree accidentally touch the branches of the World Tree?
It is not known exactly, but it is clear that they are connected indirectly through the branches of the World Tree.
From the touch of moist soil on bare feet to the refreshing air blowing from a huge tree trunk that defies perspective in the distance.
While enjoying the scent of nature that I couldn’t feel even in my previous life or becoming a constellation, the world flows like a video when I pressed the fast-forward button.
A small boy becomes a young man with a dark beard.
A puppy girl with cute fluffy ears becomes a woman with a voluptuous body.
Young people become old people, and women become old women.
However, the flow of time of the three races was very different.
When a young man becomes an old man, she becomes her aunt.
However, the few elves were still little boys and girls.
In the rapidly passing time, only the elves were moving slowly.
And, the natural result came.
All but three elves died.
The empty lot, which used to be full of green sprouts poking out of the moist soil, was filled with tombstones before I knew it.
Even though they made love according to their instincts, no one had children, perhaps because of the demon king’s curse.
There were only three elves left here.
And an elf girl who came in late outside was the first to die.
Unlike the two who were kept pure by the protection of the world tree, the demon king’s miasma slowly ate away at his body for over a hundred years.
Pain and disability did not come, but the girl who could have lived for hundreds of years died before she was only one hundred and fifty.
Then the one remaining elf boy died.
Long-lived species such as elves had to learn how to get along with the short-lived species.
However, there was no adult left to educate them on such things and teach them about the cycle of life.
Desperate that all but one of her friends were dead, the boy hung himself.
I left a note saying sorry to the last elf girl, the giant tree that never withers.
‘It’s a pretty fucked up world here too… ‘
Left alone, the elf girl tended to her little garden her and tended to her her world tree her.
While the sprout grows, blooms, bears fruit, and ripens, it repeats hundreds of times.
One day when she was living such a dry life, the girl did not go to the field even when the sun rose.
And, the world cracks.
It’s not about getting out.
It will be swept away in a deeper place.
The feeling of being swept away by artificial waves in a swimming pool and drifting away from where I wanted.
The intangible flow that wraps around my back leads me somewhere.
It is different from the two incarnations of corridors and museums, to the inner world in the form of a large tree.
Remember one fruit.
Strong memories are large and dark in color, and blurry memories fade.
Happy memories smell sweet and fragrant, and sad memories smell like rotating compost.
The two largest fruits on the top of such a tree.
One depicts an elf boy laughing, and the other depicts an elf boy who hung himself.
‘Well, I might like it for that long time.’
Unlike humans and beastmen, who fell in love and bonded quickly, the love of the elves was slow.
Her mind her was slow enough that she hung herself to death before she could confess her feelings her.
An elf boy whom the giant unfading tree loved.
Where do you think I saw that face?
But he suppressed his curiosity of her and turned his head away.
It is because of the heavy contents that cannot be compared with Hwashin’s memories.
What you see is the wall of the studio with the branches of the world tree protruding from it.
It came out naturally, whether it was because the time had run out or if it had gone too deep.
[Is it really okay?]
[I think I learned a new management method]
[I’m sending spirits through the World Tree, just like you do]
[I finally got all the points!]
At the head of the bed was a pile of notes.
As if the tree branches were arranged, I read whatever I could get my hands on, starting from the left, and the story continues.
As I was reading the note slowly, I tapped on the top of my head and another slip of paper fell.
[I am coming]
“It’s not a horror movie…”
It may have been written without much thought, but I instantly thought, ‘Can this be used for nightmares?’.
I went through someone else’s memory on my own, but the object said it was going now and popped out.
Isn’t that bad for the heart?
While thinking about that, the branches of the world tree swayed.
“No-Nyeong-!”
A spirit the size of a forearm appeared from among the branches.
Looking at the fog-like lower body and the face made of water droplets, it must be a spirit.
If it’s an elf, isn’t it a spirit?
“Earl, face the oyster-“
Perhaps it was the elf’s unique way of speaking, she stopped talking in her own unique way.
Then, a small body made of water bubbles boils and becomes a mist of water,
“Oh, hello!”
Pong disappeared again with a sound.
Just by looking at her face her, anyone can tell that it is the reaction of a girl in love.
Only then did I know who the elf boy’s face resembled in that big memory.
‘It’s my face, frankly…’
There is a difference between a boy and a young man, but to put it mildly, the elf boy who died by hanging would have grown up like me when he got older and exercised.
Not a face that grew up in an apocalypse, but a beautiful face made of women’s dreams.
Should it be said that it is also a species of beauty?
It just feels unreasonable that the boy in the neighborhood has the perfect handsome face drawn out by the subconscious of the women.
Heck, the giant tree that doesn’t wither in my memory and the other elves also have beauty, but they look like moving graphics.
I was lying in bed with aftereffects while thinking about that, but the spirit that disappeared did not return.
A note, of course.
