'Well done, Master Bartolomeus. It's as if Valaha was no match for you.

　At the words of the Chief, Meena stands in front of them and announces the end.

'Let's call it a close,'

What, it's over?

'You barely saw what Lord Bartolomeus was doing.

　The onlookers gave their thoughts in a buzz.
　Many said the fight was short, and many were disappointed that they didn't understand Val's power.

'Just as Vilhemina said. There was almost no one who could keep up with Lord Bartolomeus' fighting speed. In this case, I should have called in the other six wreaths.

　The chief regretted.

'I'd like to come back once in a while in the future. If it's okay with you guys.

　Val said, much to his delight.

'Really?　Thank God.

　His eyes light up and he shakes Val's hand, thanking her repeatedly.

'I haven't done much, though.

　When Val was puzzled, the Chief denied it, "No, that's not true.

'We tend to lack outside knowledge and experience. It's a good idea to have a visit from Lord Bartolomeus, as he will be able to make up for it and provide some stimulation. Vilhemina rarely comes back.

　The chief looked at Meena as if she were looking at a troubled child, but she didn't take the slightest bit of offense as she retorted, "I've heard it's called 'no news is good news' in human language.

'They say in human language that 'no news is good news'.

Hey, meena!

　Val cautions that he doesn't want human customs to be used in a strange way.

'I'm sorry ......,'

　Meena uttered an apology, although she seemed unwilling to do so.
　It was the chieftain who looked at it with a very unusual look.

''I didn't expect that Vilhemina to be this honest: ......

　He spoke like a parent who feels his child is growing up.
　Meena threatened him with her eyes, telling him not to say anything unnecessary.
　Unlike the majority of the Empire, the Chief was unconcerned enough to be intimidated by her with his gaze.
　The length of their relationship must be different.

'You have come all this way. I suggest you take it a little slower.

No, I don't think so.

　Val declined the chief's impatient offer.

'I came here today with the intention of taking a relaxing vacation. But I'm not in that mood anymore.'

'Right. That was a bad thing to do.

　The Chief finally knew why Meena had been so angry with him, and he bowed his head and apologized.

'Not that it's a substitute, but I would like to use today as a prelude to future relations between the elves and the Empire.

Of course.

　The chief readily agrees.
　As an elf, he wanted to have a good relationship with the Empire if he could.

''Master Baru, what will you do after this?

'Yeah. 'I'd like to be somewhere out in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of nowhere. And if it's green, then I'm happy to oblige.

　When Val answers Meena's question, she answers immediately.

There is one place where you can enjoy a nice breeze, the scent of flowers and a clear blue sky. There is one good place, where you can enjoy a nice breeze, the scent of flowers and a clear blue sky. There are no animals, though.'

Yeah, that sounds good.

　Val has a glint of interest in his blue eyes.

'Vilhemina, no way you ......

　The chief muttered as if he noticed something, but Meena pretended not to hear and activated her magic.
　The place brought by her was a hard green leaf underneath where the blue sky and sun were close together.
　They were horizontal in shape that could only be the leaves of a tree, and a large wreath of six colors - red, blue, white, green, yellow, and purple - formed a short distance from Bal's feet.
　When a gentle breeze blew, the six different scents of flowers tickled Bal's nose.

'Could this be the World Tree?

　He pings from the six large wreaths.

'Yes. 'It's the top of the World Tree.'

　Meena replied with a smirk.

'I didn't expect to be brought to the top of the World Tree with the designation of an empty, lush area.

　Val laughs as he gets one.