Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

"It seems that [Sword Princess] failed the adventurer's quest."

"Oh, this is truly an incredibly surprising shock. But then again, she's only human, after all."

Then, as if remembering something, Feros said.

"Speaking of [Sword Maiden], she and Bell Crane unexpectedly ran into me in my magic workshop. They were quite surprised and ran away, was it just a test of courage, or perhaps a secret rendezvous between the two of them? Hahaha, Bell Crane can't just ignore it either—hey, what's wrong, Uranus? Why do you have that pained expression?"

after a few days.

It is said that the ghosts in the house suddenly stopped appearing, and the young girl who had been the client expressed her gratitude to the brave adventurers who were sweating profusely.

Then a few days later...

It is said that the adventurer's quest, which the Sword Maiden was ultimately unable to complete, has thus become an urban legend that has shocked adventurers, with no one knowing the details.

Short story about royalty and reverence

The online translation is from the Kingdom of Light

Translation: Wanderer

"Well then, Finn. I'll go clean myself up."

Late that night, after Bell and his rescue team appeared on the 18th floor, Riveria left those words and walked toward the back of the campsite.

Having endured a whole day, secretly making her way alone towards the forest spring, avoiding everyone's gaze, all to prevent the other fairies from noticing. Riveria vehemently disliked being treated like she was in the High Elf village. But...

"Lady Riveria, please allow me to accompany you." "Me too." "I...I want to go too!" "..."

One after another, a long line of female guild members formed behind Riveria. Sometime later, the lower-ranking mages, led by Alicia (level 4), and even Lefia, had arrived. Riveria rubbed her furrowed brow.

"Alicia, and Lefia and the others... I've always told you this, haven't I? Don't treat me like royalty."

"But Lady Riveria, even setting aside your nobility, it's far too dangerous for a beloved young girl to bathe alone! This is a forest at night; how can we allow Lady Riveria's skin to be exposed to lowly men and monsters!"

"Please let us stay by your side!"

Seeing Alicia and the others bowing their heads in supplication, the princess (Rivellia) sighed, realizing it was a waste of time, and granted their permission.

The fairies arrived at their destination in neat rows, a small spring reminiscent of a secret realm.

Riveria sighed again at the fairies who were setting up a tight security system, and began to undress. She removed her hairpins, and her long, emerald-green hair flowed down her back like a clear stream. Amidst the occasional sighs of admiration from Lefia and the others, Riveria began her bath.

Then, as Riveria was washing her beautiful body with spring water, a mysterious figure appeared in her sight.

"Enemy attack—?!"

The guard had barely uttered a cry when the mysterious figure vanished into the depths of the forest.

Just as the intruder's presence enraged the fairies, Riveria, having clearly seen the intruder's figure, closed one eye.

(I remember that one was... a masked adventurer from the rescue team?)

While I was thinking about it, I found a small water bottle and a rolled-up parchment where the other person had left.

"This...this is 'Alva Water'...?! Oh well, let me test it to see if it's poisonous..."

"Ah, Alicia's so cunning?!" "What's with trying to take it all by herself?!"

"What are you saying!? I'm thinking about Lord Riveria's safety..."

Two weeks have passed since they left the ground, and a dispute has arisen among the people over the drinks the fairies miss most and the clear water of Lingfeng.

Beside them, Riveria, who had risen from the spring, picked up another item that had been left behind.

"A Tribute to the Royal Family of Love (high elf)"

Looking at the letter written in the common language and the clear water offered as tribute, the fairy princess muttered...

"Who exactly is this masked adventurer?"

Short AI stories are in your heart

The online translation is from the Kingdom of Light

Translation: Wanderer

This happened not long after the war game that had made the whole city famous, on a certain afternoon.

While strolling down the street, Teona spotted a familiar figure from behind amidst the sea of ​​people.

(It's Agno-kun!)

Before even saying hello, he moved, leaping towards the boy's back.

"Agno-kun!!"

"ah?!"

The boy, Bell Craney, who was tackled from behind, was naturally taken aback.

Although Tiona accidentally hugged him tightly, just like she had with Ais and Lefia, she immediately smiled broadly and said, "Well, that's fine too." Thinking of the boy who had won the wargame—like a child witnessing a brand new heroic tale—she spoke excitedly.

"Agno-kun! You were amazing during the wargame!! I was cheering you on from in front of the 'Mirror' the whole time! Oh, did you get the congratulatory bouquet from Ais? I was going to come and deliver it too, but I had something to do." (Translator's note: There was a short story where Ais personally delivered flowers to Bell after the wargame ended to congratulate him.)

Tiona bound Bell's body with her two slender legs, while her hands held the white-haired man's head and ruffled it, pressing close to him.

On the bustling street, Teona hugged Bell like a monkey, startling the surrounding crowd.

"And Finn and the others also said that Agno-kun is very... Hmm? What's wrong?"

Tiona, her cheeks flushed and excitedly chattering away, gently bowed her head towards the silent Bell.

The boy, head bowed and ears turning red, spoke in a barely audible voice.

"Miss Tiona... her chest... collided..."

Seeing the boy's face flushed red with shame and his voice barely audible, Teona suddenly stopped what she was doing.

So that's how it is; the boy's head collided with Teona's.

Although it was indeed only a tiny bit small, it was indeed her breasts and Bell's head softly pressed together.

Tiona slowly raised her head and looked up at the sky. (Chest)

What came to mind were the humiliating words that had been repeatedly and excessively thrown at me by others, such as "flat-chested" and "flat-chested."

The girl's gaze returned to the boy, who was extremely embarrassed by his own breasts, and she immediately beamed with joy.

"Wait, wait a minute?! Miss Teona, why are you hugging me even tighter than before?!"

"..."

"Hey, don't just press your chest against me without saying a word! And why are you smiling like that?!"

"...Hehehe"

"Wait—please spare me! Aa ...

The people around were puzzled as they watched the crying boy and the girl who was tightly hugging him and pressing her chest against him.

Short story about parents' qualities

The online translation is from the Kingdom of Light

Translation: Wanderer

"Honestly, Riveria has completely taken on the look of a stern mother now~"

"...Loki, stop teasing me, it's so noisy."

"Haha, you're not as strongly denying it as before, which means you've become more self-aware, Riveria?"

The voices of Loki, Riveria, and Gareth could be heard in the base's office.

It was a sunny afternoon. The three people who had met by chance were chatting casually. The topic of conversation was Riveria, who had recently been lost in thought, reminiscing about Ais from her childhood.

"Rivia, now that Aistan no longer needs your meticulous care, you must be quite lonely, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Loki. I'm only happy for that child's growth; loneliness is out of the question."

"No, no, no, I understand. If it were you, you would definitely be sad without saying a word once Ais finds a partner and gets married."

"Gareth is an idiot! How could he hand Aistan over to some random brat?! Aistan is our princess!"

"Why are you the one who's angry...?"

Loki, having adjusted his breathing with a "ha, ha," switched back to his teasing tone towards Riveria.

"However, if, really if, Aistan finds a future husband... Riveria will definitely complain, 'How could I possibly entrust my daughter to someone like you!' and so on, hehe~"

The moment Loki said it, pretending to be nonchalant.

"—Of course."

Riveria's tone changed abruptly.

"The child's partner must be carefully selected. I absolutely cannot allow a fool. To be precise, a rational person is better. It doesn't have to be fairy-level manners, but there must be a minimum level of character. Most importantly, it has to be a good personality. If the personality is bad, it absolutely won't work. Also, although I know this requirement is harsh, it would be best if he had the qualifications to make me feel at ease entrusting Ais to him, to put it bluntly, strength. He doesn't need to have to defeat me first to stay by Ais's side, which is a requirement from the previous era, but he must at least have the same level of strength as Ais. Well, I can turn a blind eye to the issue of race. As long as the child is happy, I will bless him even if he is a dwarf. But the gods are an absolute exception. I must never touch the child's heartache that is so closely connected with the elves—"

(...I always felt that it wasn't just a motherly quality, but also a fatherly one.)

(So ​​fairies are really troublesome...)

Loki and Gareth gazed into the distance as the fairy continued to rattle off Ais's requirements for a partner.

Short story 5 Years After ~Side Ais~

The online translation is from the Kingdom of Light

Translation: Wanderer

This is a dream.

The girl (Ais) immediately understood.

A little older, Ais is traveling with Riveria.

This is a different place from Orario. Climbing the hill, I marvel at the beautiful plains and see a village with windmills in the distance. The sky is clear, tranquil, and incredibly gentle.

Riveria and Esmi, standing side by side, narrowed their eyes and curved their lips into a smile, like a mother and son.

A dream of happiness.

This is a dream.

The girl (Ais) immediately understood.

A few years older, Ais, Tiona, Theone, and Lefia chatted happily in the small shop. Tiona smiled as always, Theone declared that she would definitely live with her lover this year, and the most refined Lefia was elegantly sipping her black tea.

Ais watched all this with a happy expression, her face much gentler than that of a young girl.

Warm Dream

This is a dream.

The girl (Ais) immediately understood.

Ais and the others, covered in wounds, collapsed. Deep within the labyrinth, blood flowed endlessly, and their bodies were completely immobile.

Finn, Riveria, Gareth, Tiona, Theone, Bert, Lefia, and everyone in the Loki Familia.

They succumbed to the dark labyrinth permeated with malice, exhausted their strength, and were all wiped out.

Ais's eyelids remained closed and did not open again.

A sad dream.

This is a dream.

The girl (Ais) immediately understood. Because it was simply impossible.

Ais, who grew up to be as beautiful as her mother, became the "Queen".

Deep in a secluded forest far from any village, in the land of elven spirits where springs gush forth, the spirits, some floating in the air and others submerged in the water, lavish praise upon her. Ais sits alone on her throne, like a puppet, clad in a white, rolled-up robe and wearing a crown woven from leaves.

The scepter was raised high, radiating light, and the joyful elves frolicked.

The girl (Ais) couldn't stop coughing.

A dream I can't understand.

—Is this a dream?

The girl (Ais) didn't quite understand either.

Sword, spear, axe, staff, shield.

They stood like tombstones in the wilderness, surrounding Ais.