Chapter 46 : Anna's Happy Stick
In the end, I spent an entire day dealing with adventurers, but still couldn't find a suitable master.
As usual, the lawn and fence in the courtyard were severely damaged. If this continues, repairing them will practically become part of my daily routine. I think I should seriously consider whether to find replacements.
Sigrdrífa completely shut herself indoors for the entire day. If I hadn't confirmed that Sigrdrífa's ears were genuine, I would have suspected she was a fake elf.
Elves are extremely close to nature. Even the most prosperous holy capital within Midgard has never been completely eroded of nature's green by brick and stone like the towns of human kingdoms. The places where they live are more like being one with nature rather than towns.
Elves are not suited to the town style of human kingdoms, but Sigrdrífa didn't seem uncomfortable at all.
She's even getting along better and better with Lily, and is currently satisfying Lily's curiosity.
"What is this?"
Lily pointed at the golden apple and asked.
"It's a specialty of the beastkin of Arcadia. It's not for eating—on the contrary, those who possess it will attract many misfortunes. Don't be afraid though, it only takes effect when actively used."
"Then... is this beautiful thing like the golden apple also the same?"
Lily picked up a bouquet of roses.
"Those are roses. Human males like to use them to express love to females—they're flowers that carry beautiful thoughts. How ironic though... humans destroyed nature, causing roses to greatly decrease in number, while we elves guard the flowers nurtured by nature, yet no elves use roses to express love... Oh my, I've said too much."
Lily was impressed but didn't quite understand.
Afterward, Lily turned her curiosity toward something with a... peculiar shape, a rod-like object.
"This thing looks so strange."
"Hmm. How should I put this... It's something that can let your Anna-onee-chan experience the pleasure of being a woman... Anna's happy stick..."
"—What are you teaching Lily?!"
I unhesitatingly swung my chains at Sigrdrífa's head, then quickly put everything on the table back into my storage space while Lily stared in shock.
I was worried Lily might be bored, so I took things out of my storage space to see if there were any toys Lily might find interesting... Ugh, I want to cry so badly, I want to find a hole to crawl into. How did I end up pulling out the [Dragon's Root]... I'm guilty of letting Lily see such an obscene object...
"That hurt! What are you doing?!"
"I should be the one asking you that! I come back only to find you corrupting a child..."
I glared at Sigrdrífa with resentment. Fortunately, Lily is still young and doesn't understand Sigrdrífa's suggestive expression.
I adjusted my mood and turned to Lily with a gentle smile.
"Are you feeling better, Lily?"
Lily didn't answer directly, but stood up from her small stool and ran around on the ground, jumping twice.
Although I understood that Lily wanted to use actions to prove her recovery, seeing her make such vigorous movements inevitably made my heart ache.
"You'll be completely recovered in a few more days. It's getting late, Lily. Could you go back to your room and wait for onee-chan?"
"Mm!" Lily nodded obediently, but then showed a hesitant expression. "Anna-onee-chan... wait, Lifa-oneechan said she would tell elven stories..."
"...I see. We'll both come find you later."
Hearing my answer, Lily's face cleared up, and she regained her brightness and joy.
Lily went back to the bedroom on the second floor by herself to wait for me... wait for us. Thinking about this, I turned back to glance at the elf who was still rubbing her silver hair.
"You're getting along quite well with Lily, Li-fa-on-ee-chan?"
"Don't you feel a sense of closeness?"
Of course it's intimate—she's even calling you Lifa-oneechan.
"Ahem, calm down. In order to understand Lily as much as possible, I need to get closer to her. Isn't it natural for things to develop this way?"
"...I hope you didn't open old wounds for Lily."
"I have my limits. Although I still don't have the complete picture... I deduce that the people who hurt Lily weren't from the church."
Sigrdrífa seriously stated the conclusion she'd reached after sticking to Lily for an entire day.
However, Sigrdrífa's intelligence and thinking patterns clearly exceeded my preconceived notions about elves, so I was somewhat skeptical of her conclusion.
"Really? But if Lily really is... wouldn't the church be the most likely group to harm Lily?"
"She knows less about the church than I do."
Sigrdrífa's serious demeanor seemed quite credible.
"Not every member of the church possesses the ability to discern. Lily's impression of the church remains at the level of 'priests and nuns are all good people who give her food and provide shelter.'"
In other words, in Lily's preconceived notions, the church consists of good people.
Indeed, providing relief to the suffering is the church's responsibility, one of the missions born from their faith. Given the certain possibility that Lily embodies, the church would most likely be the organization that would harm Lily—that's what I originally thought.
After all, the church, which possesses holy magic, and undead—or rather, any existence related to the [Demon Lord]—are forever irreconcilable enemies.
If the church didn't harm Lily, then who could it be?
"...I also have a guess."
"Let's hear it."
"Do you know about [Quests]?”
