The Elven Country (9)

On a certain day in my eighth year in the country of Shiyo, I had asked a little too much of the elves and made my way to Koful in the northeast.

...It was because about a hundred years had passed since I left the deep forest of my homeland.

It wasn't as if I had left the deep forest exactly a hundred years ago today, but around this time, I had passed through the Pluha Great Forest and arrived at Vistcoat in the Kingdom of Rudria.

So today, of all days, I absolutely wanted to visit various human towns, stop by a tavern, and have a drink.

And not some small rural town, but a large city where I could enjoy seeing all sorts of things.

Yes, this was nothing more than my own selfish whim.

"Eisa-sama, look, that thing they're selling over there at that stall—what is it? Let's go."

"Hey, Thule, wait. Just because Eisa-sama is kind doesn't mean you should get carried away and do whatever you please."

Thule and Reas had humored my selfish whim and come along with me.

Well, Reas was apparently acting as my bodyguard, so perhaps it was only natural for him to come along. Thule, on the other hand, had probably just been interested in seeing the city herself...