Unnamed Most Powerful Mage

"-Ma, well, it's okay."

I sigh and check the answer to my current condition.

It would be a reasonable line to think you lost your mind when attacked.

There was no such thing as harm to me in the Elf Garden.

That's just what deprived me of the advantage of not being able to use magic, this body - it's not funny.

"Hmm... I was surprised when I asked my granddaughter, but from what I've seen, you don't seem to be hurt"

The man is right. Physically, nothing seems wrong.

It's just that this is not a normal world, in that it's a deep psychological world of lineras.

I don't know what problems exist more than I haven't properly learned magic.

You should be careful.

And I'm thinking, "What's up? Was there a problem, too?," the murky bearded man looks worried about me.

"Nothing's wrong. More than that..."

I spin my mouth when I say it.

Normally, isn't it normal for a poor maiden, a pretty girl, or a woman like that to come out and intervene at times like this? I think.

Yet the women are surrounded only by toddled lineras and samaras.

Obviously, it just seems like a mistake in service.

Well, when I say it sounds like a linerus that doesn't read air, it sounds like a linerus......

"Hey. Why do you have such a subtle look on your face?

"No... especially, nothing"

"You're nothing!

To my vague answer, the guy doesn't seem convinced and puts in a penetration, but, well, it's okay to stay through.

I was watching him interact with a guy like that. The toddled lineras, who seemed to be young until he was about five years old, approached me sitting down and said, "Brother, are you okay?," he calls out.

He stroked the head of such an infantilized linerus when he noticed it.

Exactly what a brother with a sister would do! I want to think.

"Oh, I'm fine"

I stroke Linellas' head like I was doing to my sister Aria.

It feels like this longtime sister power is being replenished -.

Very good.

And when it comes to toddled lineras, they narrow their eyes and give them a look that seems pleasant.

Unexpectedly surprised to see such a look.

"You look like that too."

"Huh?"

I tilt my neck, and I answer to Linellas, who looks at me with a strange look, "Yes, no... Nothing".

Blur.

I don't know how this world is made up.

You shouldn't say anything extra.

Linellas leans her neck and looks at me.

That look doesn't seem to have a front or back.

Always, if something happens, I'll blame one for now! It is not a linerus of such expressions.

I'm just a little happy to see a side that I've never seen on a daily basis.

Well, I won't tell you because I'm ashamed to put it in my mouth...

"Nothing"

"Really?

"Oh."

"Grandpa, are you going home?

"Right..."

Apparently, the infantilized linerus is not that suspicious.

What do we do now? Moving on to the issue of

The man, spoken to by Linellas, turned his gaze towards me and said, "By the way, what's your name?

And I've been asking.

I wonder what to answer to a man's words.

Is it a good thing you honestly said your name?

But Erin Feet said he would go into the deep psychology of Linellas.

Doesn't that mean it's an important place for Linellas?

I turn my gaze toward Linellas.

Then, with his gaze pointed at him, Linellas gave me a slightly frightened look, and then he gave me a blooming smile of hua.

That smile was like a smile I'd never seen before during my journey.

Have you boiled your business for not answering my name?

"Speaking of which, it was normal among humans to name names first before asking people their names. My name will be -"

"Huh?"

The man pretends like he gave his name properly, but I couldn't get the man's name properly.

I don't know why.

Perhaps you don't want them to know?

I think it's a reasonable line that Lineras thinks...

There is too little judgment material to say anything about it.

Inside, sighing, I wonder what to do.

The logic of this world - in other words, I don't know what the deep psychological world of Linellas is moving on its axis.

Is it okay for me, the outsider, to name my name in that state...