Mother, are you sure this is the right way?\" A half-elf sorceress girl spoke to a dark elf dressed like a ranger walking in the lead. Ah, .......\" The dark elf in the lead, older than the half-elf, but with the appearance of a girl, the dark elf called mother, answered. Behind the half-elf are strong warriors in sturdy sheet metal armor. He is a huge man who could easily be mistaken for an orc, or perhaps an orc because he has horns and fangs peeking out, His face is well-defined for an orc, and one might be convinced that he is a strong-looking human being. \'Ah, at last, I get to meet the elven elder. He must be a beautiful and graceful male elf in appearance and demeanor, while exuding dignity and accumulated intelligence.\" The half-elf girl mumbles to herself with a disheveled smile on her face. Apparently, she has an ideal image of a male elf in her head. Sylvia. Don\'t have excessive illusions about elves. You and your mother also have elven blood in your veins, so you know that they are similar. The Orc warrior reproved her with an expression and words so intelligent that she did not seem to be an Orc. \'You don\'t call me that so cavalierly! Your mother is special! Besides, you are the one who is destroying my Orc expectations! The half-elf\'s slack-jawed face is now contorted as she lays the smackdown on the orc. If she kept quiet, she would be a pretty girl with silver hair, fine brownish skin, slender body, and large eyes. She is a beautiful girl with silver hair, brownish skin, a slender body, and large eyes. Young girls, whether elven or human, are a bit more demure. Orcish female soldiers are polite, too. What, what, ......? The half-elf\'s sister blushes and becomes demure, not repulsed by the fact that the orc is supposed to be her brother since she was called her sister. So, mother, have you lost your way? Oh .......\" The mother replies without changing her expression at all. I\'m not going to let you do this! You clumsy dark elf! The half-elf swore out of her pretty mouth. The half-elf swore out of his cute little mouth, \"Oh, I wonder if that\'s Argerin there.\" Then a man\'s voice reaches them, slipping through the forest. The half-elf panics, while the orc slowly searches for the owner of the voice. The dark elf remains in a daze. \'Serion_.......\' The dark elf\'s gaze moves and a figure appears as if springing to life there. The dark elf looked at him and then a figure appeared as if it had just appeared. There was a male elf who looked middle-aged, but beautiful and graceful enough. For some reason, he was wearing only a loincloth and a cloak, showing off his muscular muscles. ...... You\'re wandering the streets again, aren\'t you? Despite the elegance and beauty of his voice, his accent is rather strong. The first thing that comes to my mind is that you are a perverted elf! You perverted elf! He is dressed in a loincloth and cloak, but for some reason he is well armed, which makes him even more of a thr