You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

"By the way, how old are you?"

As Iori watched, she suddenly asked a question that was very impolite for a woman.

"Ugh?"

"Don't elves live for hundreds or even thousands of years? So I was thinking... by elven standards, you're not even an adult yet, are you?"

"That's not true!"

Miss Elf's good mood was interrupted by Iori, who explained in an annoyed tone: "It is true that elves live much longer than humans, but it's not that exaggerated. In the end, even if the physical body can last for thousands of years, the soul will be eroded and decayed by the world. Generally speaking, it only lasts for a few hundred years, and the difference between individuals is also very large."

As for me… well… I’m already an adult, which is… not too early for royalty, even if I were to get married.”

"That's good."

Iori seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "I'm afraid of encountering those elves who live too long. What if I meet a little girl who won't reach puberty for thousands of years, and it takes her decades to realize that I've confessed my feelings? That would be too torturous."

"Will not!

That's an exaggeration! You're not talking about elves, you're talking about stone statues or tree spirits, aren't you?

The fairy leaned closer, looking at Iori with some anticipation: "So, do you have someone you want to confess to?"

"maybe."

Iori touched her chin, her eyes darting away, looking somewhat shy.

The elf girl became even more excited upon seeing this: "Who is it? There aren't many elves out there (to be precise, just her), maybe I even know her!"

"I can't tell you that."

"why?"

"Because even I don't know her name."

Iori's gaze suddenly focused, meeting the eyes of the elf. Caught off guard, the girl didn't have time to dodge and instinctively shrank back, her imposing aura weakening by three points.

"She hasn't told me yet."

"……Well."

The elf turned her head and sat up straight, feeling her face burning.

"A name... not surprising. For elves, their true name is very important, especially for a king... cough, it's nothing!"

"Yeah, I know that too, so I'm really conflicted right now."

"Elves live so long, they must be in no hurry. Should I continue waiting, or change my mind and say goodbye to someone else?"

"other people?"

The elf girl instinctively raised her voice: "Who are you? When did you meet?"

"Um, which one exactly are you asking about?"

"And there's more than one?!"

The elf's voice was somewhat shrill.

"Ha ha……"

Iori finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Realizing she had been tricked, the elf blushed and instinctively reached for her waist.

Just then, Iori turned her head in surprise. The elf was startled but quickly realized what was happening.

"who……"

As the two men looked down, they saw a group of soldiers crossing the street, attracting the attention of many people.

They posted a document in the most conspicuous place on the notice board... it looked like a wanted poster, and it caused a stir as soon as it was posted.

Iori had excellent eyesight; even from hundreds of meters away, she could easily see the contents clearly and exclaimed in astonishment:

"It's him?"

Immediately, the elf girl recognized a familiar face and exclaimed in surprise, "Miss Farrell?"

The forensic expert pushed through the crowd, stood at the front, and carefully read through the wanted poster, her face turning ashen.

Suddenly, someone tapped her on the shoulder, and Farrell turned around to see the smiling elf lady.

"Elves... and Mr. Aizen, what are you doing here?"

"The world is full of coincidences—this is not the place to talk, come with us."

……

In the hotel room, Miss Farrell sat in a chair, the elf was talking to her, and Iori stood by the window.

"I was very surprised when I heard the news. I never expected that Mr. Wolf would be wanted, and at the highest level."

"Indeed, what trouble did he get into to cause such a commotion?"

"But then again, to be able to shake the entire nation so easily, truly worthy of Lord Wolf!"

"...Fairy?"

"Ah, sorry... cough!"

The forensic expert composed herself. "In short, we must find him and get to the bottom of this. Wolf isn't a bad person; he must have been framed!"

Maybe.

The fairy didn't agree with her outright, but only gave a vague nod in agreement.

Because she (considers herself) not to be love-struck, she is better able to look at issues from an objective perspective than Farrell.

Wolfgang Brad (Yosuke Shimazaki) may be ugly, but he's not inherently evil. However, it's not only evil people who commit crimes.

In Miss Elf's view, Yosuke Shimazaki has an indescribable "transcendence" or "independence" about him, making him out of place in this world. This is true of his way of thinking and his style of action, as if he is different from ordinary people even at the level of basic common sense.

If such a person were a scholar, he would at most be an eccentric, but he happens to possess magical abilities that even the elf lady admires...

Farrell is being too subjective. In fact, it's not unbelievable that Yosuke Shimazaki committed a crime, and he himself may not even have realized that what he did was wrong!

"The arrest warrant only says that it was for damaging important human property... This kind of broad reason is usually used because it is not easy to disclose the specific details to the public."

At this moment, Iori, who was by the window, spoke up: "Why don't we go to the judicial authorities or the military commander to get things cleared up first, what do you think?"

The two women naturally agreed.

Even now, Iori didn't think there would be any problem. He knew Yosuke too well. He might be a bit eccentric, but he was definitely not the kind of person who would intentionally hurt others for pleasure. It was probably just a misunderstanding...

"As a monster spy, he infiltrated the sealed city of Rubaldorram, deliberately sabotaging the defensive array left by the ancient civilization, awakening thousands of mythical-level monsters—all witnessed by those present."

How can you say that such a heinous criminal is innocent?!

Miss Elf: "..."

The appraiser: "..."

Iori laughed heartily: "You've misunderstood. Actually, I'm not familiar with him."

The reason I asked so clearly was that I wanted to accept the bounty—I'm an S-rank adventurer, am I qualified enough?

……

Another timeline.

In the cramped double apartment, Jingwen silently watched the projection of Yosuke Shimazaki running desperately through the wilderness, his clothes tattered and battered as he dodged the pursuit of the crowd.

"Isn't that going too far? I've already repaired the barrier, but they're still chasing after me."

"Uncle...why did you break the magic that sealed the city?"

"Um... I want to test my limits... my potential, or something like that?"

"What kind of classic villain character design is this?! You should repent, Uncle!"

Chapter 395 Children shouldn't read this kind of thing!

"Jingwen, Uncle, I brought ice cream!"

Fujimiya Sumina opened and closed the door as skillfully as if she were returning to her own home, then put the plastic bag into the refrigerator. Not hearing any response, she curiously glanced inside and found her nephew and uncle sitting at the table, motionless like Commander Ikari.

"What happened?"

Fujimiya curiously leaned closer, and then naturally looked at the floating projection in mid-air—by now she was no longer surprised by such magical phenomena, but rather quite interested in them.

"Uncle must have done something amazing again, right?"

The female college student pushed up her glasses and looked on expectantly—

"Huh? Why is Uncle tied up?"

In the scene, Yosuke Shimazaki is half-naked and covered in wounds, like Jesus on a cross. Below the high platform, a group of angry farmers with pitchforks and pickaxes are shouting slogans. It looks like a witch trial!

Fujimiya immediately frowned, revealing an indignant expression. Having become very familiar with her uncle, she naturally knew that he was kind-hearted by nature, and that every time such a thing happened, it was basically a misunderstanding, a disaster that came out of nowhere.

This made Fujimiya feel very wronged for her uncle, and she stood up for him: "Are you treating your uncle like a beastman again? Honestly, people from other worlds are really blind, they can't even tell good from bad, even though your uncle has helped so many people..."

"No, Fujimiya, we should not jump to conclusions too early."

Jingwen interrupted his childhood sweetheart, his glasses reflecting a cold white light, obscuring his expression.

“This time, it was my uncle’s fault.”

"Ugh?"

"My uncle broke the defensive formation that had been passed down through generations, and almost destroyed a city."

"..."

Fujimiya sat down silently, turning to look at Yosuke's expression: "Is it true, Uncle?"

"……it is true."

"There must be some reason for that, right?"

"Interesting... or something like that?"

"..."

"Ahem, think about it, as the comedy sketches on TV have said, if a button says 'Do Not Touch,' it might actually make people want to touch it, right?"

Hearing people say this is the most powerful defensive magic ever, a barrier that even mythical-level monsters can't break through, and that there's absolutely no problem... as a gamer, isn't it normal to try and cut into something 'indestructible'?

Are all gamers this dangerous?

"..."

"Okay, okay, you two stop looking at me like that!"

Yosuke broke out in a cold sweat: "I didn't do it without reason... it was an experiment."

"experiment?"

"At the time, I didn't know about gods or reincarnation. I just thought that I had been pulled to another world by some kind of huge force. There were no beginner guides or NPCs to give quests, so I could only find a way home with Iori."

Then I thought, what if we used two powerful forces to collide and create a distortion in spacetime? Could that open a passage or something...? Defensive magic as powerful as the Sealed City is rare, so..."

"This brute-force approach is far too simplistic!"

Fujimiya remarked, "Speaking of which, Uncle neither provided guidance nor heard any divine pronouncements, yet he started acting so readily without a second thought. Didn't he ever question the validity of his actions beforehand?"

“That’s what you don’t understand, Ms. Fujimiya.”

My uncle suddenly became serious: "You can't get anything done by just staying in one place. We must take immediate action, even if it's a waste of effort. Only in this way can we break out of this predicament!"

Do you want to leave your life to fate, or take control of it yourself?

Fujimiya Kazuki was stunned by what he said and felt a sense of respect for his uncle.

"My uncle can actually say such philosophical things..."

"As long as I exhaustively explore every route, I can complete the mission even without any clues. I'm the type who can skip the plot and still be fine!"

At this point, Yosuke Shimazaki's expression took on an unprecedented air of arrogance.

"Do you guys think I'm some kind of truant player who skips class and looks up walkthroughs whenever I encounter difficulties?"

"..."

It really is still about games!