They straddled south over the gentle hills, and approached the group that was still walking on the edge of the sand, sheltered by a rocky protrusion—at least, until they saw it for the last time.

And now, standing on the beach, they could see the entire beach in full view, and at the southernmost point, which was not beyond their sight, the group of nearly 100 people had completely disappeared. Behind a rock, the southernmost cliff of the Karnak Mountains rises majestically, and there is not half a human figure in sight.

Rosa was not in a hurry, she had a hunch that things would not be so simple. Besides, what are they doing in such a hurry? If the other party has a place to hide, they will be easily discovered when they have nowhere to hide.

Is, however, was impatient. Before Rosa could stop it, he had completely left the shadow of the rock and stepped out into the sun.

He didn't say anything...... Of course, it is unlikely that he will tell Rosa and the elf, who are not friends or even "companions", but Rosa can see that there is something else hidden in his heart besides rescuing Sersio, which makes him always seem a little anxious.

But...... Maybe the dragon was impatient.

Since there was no need to hide, Sethyana followed closely to the south, but consciously or unconsciously, he always walked on the edge of the waves, whether they rose or fell.

Probably not even he realized it was making his steps look like some kind of dance move, treading lightly on the waves.

Rosa felt a little helpless as if she was the only adult of the three...... There was always a smile on his lips.

She likes it when elves unconsciously show their open-air sex. His exuberant curiosity, his heartfelt respect for the world. He is unworldly and simple...... Rather than the skill honed by decades of undistracted but isolated decades of his razor-sharp twin swords.

The latter is nothing more than a gifted sword dancer, and there may be hundreds of more in the forests of Grivar, and the former is Cesyana. Expelled from their homeland, a unique elf.

Sometimes she even felt that being expelled from the enclosed forest might not be a bad thing for Sesyana. She only occasionally wondered what was the reason for such a Sesyana to swing his sword at her teacher

Of course she wouldn't tell him that, and she didn't ask him why...... She rarely said anything to him. It's not like she can't read the glint in his eyes, though.

It was both a joy and a fright.

She almost had to trot all the way to catch up with the two guys who were too fast. As she carefully watched her surroundings and climbed up the reef, she found that even they were gone.

She was taken aback. Instinctively stopped, almost opening his mouth to call out immediately.

Sethiana's head popped out from the other side of the reef and beckoned to her.

She breathed a sigh of relief, deliberately slowed down and walked slowly.

The wind that was blocked by the cliff whined and blew obliquely. The waves crashing against the rocks are much more ferocious than the ones hitting the beach. Isis stood at a lower level. He stared at the waves with his back crossed, as if he wanted to freeze the entire surface of the sea into ice.

- Can he really do it?

Rosa quickly extinguished the overly dangerous curiosity in her mind, ignoring the elf's outstretched hand towards her, and jumped smoothly to him.

"Did you find anything?" she asked.

Sesyana silently withdrew his hand.

"They either got into the rocks or jumped into the sea. Iss glanced up at her, irritably brushing back his wave-soaked blonde hair.

In front of them, the gray cliffs are ...... by humans At least the arc that the horses could not climb rose sharply, and the climbing plants hung down in wilts. It is full of vitality because of the moisture of the moisture, and it is not like being pulled by someone. It doesn't look like it's been manipulated by magic.

Rosa's gaze followed the cliff towards the forest from which they had come.

“...... Will they turn back to the forest?" she asked.

“...... Even if the brain was stoned by a barbarian, it wouldn't be inexplicable to this point, would it?!" Is's reply sounded like a roar as he tried to crush the waves.

Rosa smiled, not angry. She's not a very smart person, but she knows that what seems like a stupid guess can sometimes make someone else have a flash in the light and find the right answer.

Sesyana suddenly moved—he jumped past Iss, straight into the waves.

In an instant, the white spray rushing towards the cliff completely submerged him, and Rosa vaguely watched his body shake and crash against the cliff wall, and rushed out of his mouth with a low exclamation uncontrollably.

The waves receded, and Sethyana held the rock with one hand, turned back and said calmly, "You can go here." ”

The water was above his knees, and he sped forward before another wave hit

Isis was stunned for a moment, muttered something, jumped down, and then turned back to Rosa and stretched out his hand, showing unexpected thoughtfulness at such a moment.

"Pull me. He said, "You're too light, you'll be washed away." ”

Rosa did not refuse.

The "road" in the water was smooth and not narrow, but her legs were submerged in the water, and she seemed to have lost most of her strength, and every time the waves hit, Rosa felt like she would be carried away.

Is's hand was cold, but he always held her firmly.

She looked down at the foamy, rippling water, almost dizzy, and couldn't tell what made the elf realize that "this place can walk".

Slowly turning a bend against the cliff, the narrow slope extended upwards and disappeared into an inconspicuous hole.

The elf waved at them, and Iss obediently stopped—perhaps he wasn't completely unaware of what "cooperation" meant.

Rosa watched as Sesyana adjusted the dual swords behind his back, silently sweeping into the hole under the cover of the white waves.

“...... He's still pretty good. ”

Eth suddenly turned back to her - albeit in a somewhat awkward tone.

Rosa smiled habitually, but she was a little unsure why he was telling him this...... That doesn't sound like a simple expression of "I have a little bit of admiration".

A moment later, Cesyana reappeared at the entrance of the cave and nodded to them, but there was a strange look on his face.

The cave is a little narrow, but it's not dark. The light and wind came in through some large and small cracks, and the passage that winded forward was a bit like a forest path shaded by thick shade at dusk.

“...... It's something you elves made, right?"

With a sentence that he blurted out, Iss explained the confused look on the elf's face.

(To be continued.) )

PS: I've made it! I've been working on it for a week, even though each update is only 2,000 words...... (Paralysis.)