"Why are they fighting?" asked Royer, anxious to Ethel. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"They are opposites. Those white spirits are the guardians of the Forgotten Graveyard. Ethel said this in a soft tone, then stopped in front of a glowing white portal and led the elf in.

They were soon on the other side of the portal. Teleported to a round platform, but there was no door to teleport back.

At this time, Ethel turned around and said to the elf with a very relieved expression: "...... We're here. ”

"...... here?" said Loelle, looking at the chapel in front of him, a little puzzled.

"The chapel in the center of the cemetery. Ethel looked at the chapel with a complicated expression: "There is a coffin here that can bring you back to reality." ”

"The ......," Loelle didn't want to leave just like that, so she asked hopefully, "I...... If you write down what happened here and put it on you, you'll keep these notes when you go out, right?"

"No, it won't. Any memory that proves the existence of this place will be erased. Ethel shook his head regretfully: "Don't waste your efforts. ”

"I'll have to try. Loelle's curiosity eventually overwhelmingly dispelled the other thoughts, and she began to write down the information she wanted as quickly as she could.

"It's useless to say it......" Ethel looked at all this, and still seemed to cry and laugh: "It's okay, but please hurry." ”

"Don't worry, I'm writing fast. He really stopped writing quickly, and Loelle carefully checked his notes, and then turned his head with some fascination: "That, Miss Ethel...... Is there anything you'd like to say?"

"Huh, uh-huh......" Ethel was suddenly asked, and blushed a little: "Hmm...... Something like that, hello guys?"

"What's that......" Loelle listened a little confused, "you can—hey? Why did your body start to become transparent?"

"Well, that's just because my presence is too low and it's starting to become smaller and more transparent. Ethel also noticed that the phantom body he had created with projection magic was beginning to disappear, and hurriedly began to push the elf's back, urging her: "Come on, come on, you have to leave quickly." ”

"Oh...... Oh. Although he was still puzzled, Loelle was hurriedly pushed by Ethel to the side of a coffin, and he was even more panicked: "May I ask ......?"

"There's no time to explain, lie down. Ethel hurriedly patted the coffin and said, "Hurry up." ”

Ethel's body became more and more transparent.

So Loelle lay down honestly, inwardly terrified of the terrible fact that he might be buried alive and in a coffin. Soon, Ethel tried to push the coffin board up, but because Aya's strength was too small (she still didn't make much progress after giving birth to a child), she slipped her foot when she pushed a fingernail distance with all her might, fell to the ground, and hit her head hard.

You can hear the thud through the coffin.

"Wow, are you alright?" Loelle was startled, and hurriedly got up and looked at Aya by the coffin. Ethel sat on the ground holding her head and choked with tears in her eyes, but in the end she didn't cry directly like her daughter Lucina. In this regard, being a mother is still relatively progressive.

...... At least it must be no problem to take Lucina, although Ethel's body is actually in captivity to this day, and he has never had a chance to hold his daughter.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......" Ethel wiped his tears with his little hands and stood up pretending to be strong: "That...... Why is this coffin board so much heavier than I thought it would be......"

"No, it's definitely your strength that is too small...... Really, you don't have to be reluctant as Aya......" Loelle tried to push the coffin board, and found that it wasn't too heavy.

Speaking of strength, last time Mellon lifted it with one hand.

Aya's pitiful strength was terrible. Lusa has a strong werewolf bloodline, and her strength is not half that of Anusen.

Be careful not to let the plate push her to the ground when she serves the food.

If your strength is too low, it will be difficult to remedy your agility. If you are a human and the mother who adopted you is Aya, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold you when you're older.

When you are a teenager, you can be her sister or brother in appearance.

When you're older, people don't know where you are when you go out together. She looks like your girlfriend, wife, daughter, friend, brother...... And so on and so forth. No one will think she's your mother.

Immortal races like Aya and the High Blood Clan, whose appearance has not changed, all use appearance as the standard for addressing people...... Brother or uncle, grandfather or something.

The same goes for a long-lived race like elves.

"Wow! Why is my body so transparent!" Ethel looked at his body, frightened enough, "It's terrible! Is my presence so low?!"

"Can you really push the coffin board......" Loelle was extremely weak: "It always feels bad......"

"No problem. People are very reliable. Ethel muttered, saying he could do it well.

"Then, let's hurry. Lo Ayr shuddered, thinking that if he continued like this, he might soon be killed by the group of white spirits who were surrounding him. So she hurriedly climbed into the coffin and waited for Ethel to push the coffin board.

"Woo......" Ethel pushed the coffin board hard, looking like he was using all his strength. However, after trying hard for a while, he fell down softly, as if he was tired.

"That ......" Loelle sat up in panic and looked nervously at Ethel, who was leaning on the coffin with a tired face, "Is it really okay...... Your body is already very transparent. ”

"Looks like I can't push it. Ethel stood up weakly, with a sad face: "No way...... You can only use magic. ”

"Then why didn't you use it sooner?" asked Loelle, who remembered that she could use magic.

"I want to rely as little as possible on the dual cultivation of spells and magic and martial arts. Ethel squirmed: "When I first started learning spells, I thought that I wanted to be a good wife who could roll on the battlefield and stay in bed or something. ”

"Then you're actually very good at hand-to-hand combat?" Loel was still a little surprised: "I see...... Isn't it agile enough to make it up?"

"It's, actually, I'm ...... It's still in the process of progressing. Ethel smiled a little shyly when she said this: "...... The current goal is to be able to pick up a large watermelon......"

...... What was I expecting.