López stood on the deck of the spaceship and leaned on the railing silently looking at the white clouds that kept passing by, although he had heard of this tool, but if he took it, it was really the first time.

In that poor and backward town, even the carriage could be called extremely valuable.

After a moment of shock in his heart, he began to look down for Hayes and Aya.

"Seriously, uncle, the spaceship is a good thing. López, who didn't gain the slightest gain, spoke to the big man in admiration, trying to distract himself from some attention and make himself less boring.

"Of course, you don't look at how expensive it is. The big man held the rudder and said casually with a leisurely face, and then seemed to be a little uneasy, and then reminded: "Also, don't touch it, you can't afford it." ”

This left López speechless for a while, he really couldn't understand why he wanted to talk to the stingy man: "Maybe you can be generous, otherwise your gold coins will rot to the point of mold sooner or later." ”

"Who is disgusted with too much gold, and you may talk to the capitalists who are high up in the sky why they would rather eat a roasted steak for a few thousand gold coins than give the extra gold to the poor people who starve to death on cold street corners?" said the big man, turning the rudder to the right.

The direction of the ship changed.

He looked up at the sun hanging high, sighed for some reason, and continued: "No one in this world is obliged to treat all sentient beings, those indifference and meanness are taken for granted, and those gentle treatments should be cherished. ”

As he spoke, the big man showed a prodigal smile: "You have to understand that only gold coins are the eternal truth. ”

"Maybe you're right, uncle, but everyone should have their own understanding of this, which may be more necessary. ”

After that, there was silence.

Until López's excited voice broke the silence: "I saw it, they were there." ”

This made the big man lower the rudder, quickly walked to the railing, and looked down.

After determining the position, he turned around and went back to the helm.

With the big man's methodical operation, the cumbersome spaceship steadily approached the group of villagers.

Before the boat could completely stop, López couldn't wait to jump off the boat.

The back of his brisk running made the big man who had just docked and was about to get off the boat laugh, and then silently said to himself: "It's really hairy." ”

"Isn't it a good delay? Looking at Lopez, who was still so active in a bandage, Aya smiled back.

Hayes, who was standing quietly, raised his head and glanced at the big man who was walking towards them.

Seeing that he was near, he greeted him with a smile: "Long time no see, Narse, how did it turn out?"

"That's a little too late, to be honest, Hayes, Arnold is old, how about another one?" Narcse shrugged, looking helpless.

At his voice, a brown eagle flew over his head and slowly stopped on Hayes's shoulder, all the while screaming loudly to show his displeasure with Narse.

Hayes raised his hand to tease Arnold and then replied with a smile: "Loyal old man, I can't bear it." ”

However, this series of actions couldn't help but make López stunned, he never knew that grandpa knew this kind of guy.

While he was thinking, Hayes suddenly turned his head and looked at him seriously: "You've grown up López, you can't stay in this dilapidated town for the rest of your life and spend your life ordinary, understand?"

These words made López, who had just recovered from his senses, fall into thought again.

Of course, he knew what Hayes meant, and he had expectations for the outside world, but he was still a little reluctant and worried about Hays.

Seeing that López did not answer, Hayes continued to say earnestly: "This time, you have to make your own decision, López, you need to be decisive and follow your heart." ”

Hearing this, López, who had been silent, began to tremble slightly with his lips.

Although he hadn't quite reacted yet, López's instincts told him that he had to get out and see the outside world.

If a fierce falcon is always attached to the warmth of its nest, it will never know and discover its ability to spread its wings.

The breeze caressed López's hair, and he looked up into the distance, thinking quietly, his eyes beginning to grow resolute.

For a long time, he made a vow here:

"I'm going to be a real warrior and then, protect everything I want to protect. ”

In this way, bidding farewell to the villagers, the three of them slowly marched towards Azeritto.

"Downwind, oh, that's a nasty word. Narse took the helm and grumbled with dissatisfaction on his face.

"Be generous once in a while, Master. López shook his head helplessly, and then he explained to Aya embarrassedly: "Ignore my master, he is always like this. ”

Late at night, the ship sails at an average speed in the sky,

Narse leaned on the rudder with a bored expression, and López, not far away, was lying on the guardrail looking at the scenery in the air.

"Where's your elven friend?" asked the bored Narse casually to López.

However, López was still a little listless: "Aya? ”

It seems that he has not yet come out of the sense of loss of being separated from his grandfather.

Seeing this, Narse smiled: "It's a long night, for the sake of you being a free laborer in the future, I'll tell you a story."

López wasn't interested, but he didn't interrupt.

Immediately afterward, Narse spoke slowly:

The war between humans and elves has been going on for hundreds of years.

This adds to the already devastated Forest of Life.

Tens of thousands of elves and humans died in this war.

This makes the elves, who already have little affection for humans, hate humans even more.

Although the conclusion of the peace treaty brought the two races to stop the war, it still could not erase the elves' hatred for humans.

The elves who are still so friendly to humans are estimated to have been born less than a few hundred years ago.

"Hundreds of years?" the sudden message made López a little uncomfortable.

If it weren't for the fact that this sentence really reached his ears, he would have insisted that he had misheard.

"Don't be so surprised, the average lifespan of elves is a thousand years, and humans are nothing more than a seaweed to them. Narse raised his hand and clasped his nose, and although he told López so, he really had no interest in this kind of thing.

López looked down at his fifteen-year-old body, and finally only let out a helpless sigh: "But hundreds of years is too exaggerated." ”