"Sister, this country is amazing. It's surrounded by forest and the sun is warm.

"Yes, Iris. I think I would like to come here again and again if the environment is so nice.

　When the three of them arrived in the land of the elves, they were able to fully enjoy the real nature.
　Even in a dystopia, there is nothing that can compare to this level of nature.

　Gazing at the gentle trees and breathing in the clean air, they felt as if all the bad things in their bodies were disappearing.

I don't want to move from here for a while, Mr. Richt.

Your sister is right. At least another thirty minutes or so.

...... You're right. Let's take our time.

　As they rested in the shade of the tree, they could not take the first step toward the deal.
　Their feet and legs were tired, but the comfort of the shade was their worst enemy.

　As for Iris, she was leaning against Tise, almost falling asleep.
　If Licht gave in to this temptation, there was no one left to discipline him.

　Even if the giant spider were to attack now, it would be impossible to move the three of them.

"Richt-san!

　Lyrica, who had guided them here, came back to them.
　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.

　I don't know what has happened in such a short time, but it doesn't seem to be bad news.

"What's wrong?　Lirica-san.

Yes!　I told the princess about you and the others, and she said she'd love to meet you!

Is that true?

　What a harvest!
　Even Richt didn't expect that things would go so ideally.

　The fact that he was able to achieve so much just by saving an elf (who died) is more than just lucky.
　I can only express my gratitude to Tise and Iris for the opportunity to meet Lyrica.

The princess is in that treehouse. I'm sure you won't have any trouble finding her, but I'll come with you!

　Lyrica pointed to a huge tree that had been bothering her for a while now.
　It was too magnificent to be called a treehouse, and it would have made sense to call it a castle.

　Both Tise and Iris were looking at it with longing eyes.

I'd like to have something like that in Dystopia, sister. ......

I know, Iris. I'll ask Rosé to do it.

You really don't want to do that. ......

　I can hear some disturbing conversation next to me.
　But if he hadn't, the request to build the treehouse would have gone to Rose.

　If he hadn't stopped him, he would have been asked to build a treehouse. If he had to do more work, he might have died mentally.
　It was impossible for even a lich to revive his mind, so this was all he could do for now.

Well, all joking aside, let's head to the princess's place. Iris, don't be too rude, okay?

"Okay, sister.


...... Who's better, Tise or the princess?

Sister.

You don't get it, do you?

　It was about five minutes too late for me to go to the elf princess to teach Iris some manners.