It was a gray space. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is incomparably vast and deadly. There is a quiet swirling gray sky in the sky.

Everything was so peaceful.

It was so quiet, and even that alone caused an inexplicable panic in Loelle's heart. It even made her forget about how she was going to get back - there were no mirrors or portals for her at the moment.

Loelle's curiosity has always been quite heavy.

Before this kills her, it may bring a lot of unusual experiences - after all, curiosity kills cats, but cats have nine lives. Loel is an elf, and the elf only has one life, but this guy has a high degree of luck.

As long as you're lucky, you can ignore any problem.

The whirlpool in the sky made her feel even more strange. But unexpectedly, it didn't make her feel terrible.

What she fears is...... This atmosphere.

and a large cemetery all around.

A coffin, a tombstone...... I don't know how many people sleep here.

The cold wasteland, not even a trace of life can be felt.

However, when everything was so silent, her panic disappeared inexplicably.

It didn't seem scary anymore, it just made her feel reassured.

A visceral sense of tiredness and comfort came over me. This calmed Loelle's heart to the core.

She always had a feeling of "this place is so warm".

Bleak and rich smell of death...... It is the best portrayal of this.

Why do I find such a place warm?--Loelle couldn't help but wonder in the back of her mind.

However, the brain did not reject such an idea at all.

She felt ridiculous, but at the same time acquiesced to this idea, and even had the illusion that "this is the right idea".

The area she was in seemed empty. Desolate to the extreme.

Flowers bloom all around, but for some reason even the colors are as gray as faded memories.

Desolate meadows, overgrown with weeds.

It seems like no one has visited for a long time.

A bench was placed next to him. There is a bouquet of flowers on it.

It seems to have just grown from here and been collected, and the flowers on it have the same sad aura as this neighborhood.

The vivid colors of the flowers, compared to the bleak and gray atmosphere around them, give people an indescribable sense of sadness.

The elf picked it up in a daze, feeling its weight and floral scent, and felt that it was all very unreal.

She smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and felt the bitterness in her heart.

Many of the flowers around are gray or white.

Just looking at it, it makes people feel depressed and heavy, but also with an incomparably complex sense of lightness.

Gradually, the colorful flowers began to wither.

The flowers begin to wither and lose their color. Gradually, the bright flowers turned to a dull primary color, and the slightest touch of the dried petals also made it shatter and turn into dust.

A petal fluttered in the wind over Loelle's pale golden ponytail and scattered across the horizon.

Seeing the flowers completely lose their vitality made the elf's heart feel as sad as a pinprick. She no longer focused her gaze on the flowers, but instead on the bouquet of flowers.

There was a note hanging from it. The elf gently took it down and read the words with mixed feelings.

The note read, "Farewell." ”

...... Loelle looked sadly at the bouquet and put it back in its place.

She didn't know why the flowers had withered, but she suddenly felt sorry for the person who made the bouquet.

Maybe if I don't pick it up, the flower won't wither......

Her sentimentality begins to make her wonder the story behind the bouquet.

Who is it, what kind of mood do you have, and why did you write this "goodbye" card?

???????? bard's desire to create came to an outpouring of ideas, which led her to gather her mind and try to inspire herself.

This subject matter should be very moving...... The problem is the story.

Most of the poems sung by the bards have been artistically processed.

No one likes to hear too mundane things.

For example, the knight who cuts at the windmill is said to be attacking the giant......

This can't be considered a fraud, it's just an artistic treatment.

However, after a moment of hard thought, Loel remembered that now was not the time to do this.

The fact that this sudden reaction made her panic a little.

Although this should have been the first reaction, in fact she was just incredibly unaware.

"Speaking of which, here...... Where is it?" Roel couldn't help but blurt out the words, and stood on the ground in a daze.

She didn't know who would respond to her, but after she subconsciously said this, she felt a wave of panic from the bottom of her heart.

What if I can't go back!

Is it possible for me to starve to death here!

What to do...... Gently patting his hand off the petals of the thin frozen pantyhose under the short skirt, Loelle, who felt a little frustrated, hurriedly looked around: he had to find a way to leave quickly...... But I don't see the way back?

Maybe find another mirror to go back?

Maybe wait a while, and then go back automatically?

Or can't I really go back, and I have to survive here in the wilderness?

Although she thinks she is quite good at surviving in the wilderness, the surroundings are so desolate that there is nothing to eat no matter how you look at it.

"That...... Is anyone there?"

No, right...... The elf thought weakly as he shouted.

However, to her surprise, someone apparently heard it.

"I've been waiting for you to say this for a long time, and the young lady who has been in a daze - I didn't expect anyone to chase you here. Suddenly, a calm voice sounded, startling Loelle.

She hurriedly looked in the direction from which the voice had come from, hoping to see someone there. Sure enough, at some point, there was already a red-haired man in civilian clothes.

The man stood by a tombstone and looked at Loelle in silence.

"Ah...... That's great. The elf finally put his mind at ease and breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect there to be someone here." ”

"Did that surprise you?" the man's expression didn't fluctuate, but he quietly approached Loelle, his voice rather calm; "I thought you came in after me." ”

"Chasing you—ah!" Loelle suddenly realized who this person was, and was a little scared: "That...... You won't be ......"

"Who am I?" Seeing that Loelle was frightened in the middle of his words, the man snorted and took a step closer to Loelle.

This caused the elf to panic and turn back.

However, because he didn't look at the road, he tripped over a pebble and fell to the ground as he retreated.

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