"Dad, what about Mr. Hallow's fox?

"Um, let's start with a trap"

"Can I try?

"Fine. But if anybody steps on it, they're gonna get hurt, so put up a good bill."

"I know!

That's what Stan said and left the house.

Stan......

Stan, you're an Elf Village kid.

I lost my father early, and I lived with my mother, and that mother died two years ago, and I and Saran took you as my adopted son, Stan, who was alone.

It's already our child. [M] I'm twelve. That's cute!

I'm forty years old.

I was shocked to find gray hair on my head the other day.

It's been nineteen years since I've been in this world.

Brave man, Mr. Brambersh has really stopped showing up before us since then.

Still flying around the world defending the throne of the brave.

You think your son is following you in training with him these days?

Surveillance of the temple (dust) seems to be coming on its own once a year due to the transfer.

I wish you could show your face.

Brave men are busy, aren't they?

Brave man, they're going to show up everywhere now, and because of that, peace itself is completely gone that I'm going to be involved in a major incident. I hunted in Elf Village, paid my fur to the city, and took on a few vermin exterminations every time I went, and I felt like such a normal hunter myself.

The Orthodox nation in the example has said nothing since that incident, and Mr. Blanc is going to be a brave man in the history recognized by the world. No, I guess it's already there.

Even if there's a big case, Mr. Blanc will solve it immediately, so we won't be here anymore.

Thanks to the Barr Sword we provided?

That's the protagonist of this world.

Mr. Brambersh kept his promise so we could live in peace so we wouldn't get caught up in weird things...

Besides, Mr. Brambersh, you've been wearing the raccoon hat I lent you ever since! No, I thought you forgot to give it back, but you're already wearing that wherever you show up, so it became fashionable as a "brave hat" and "branhat," and it came with an awesome high price!

Hey, it's nik to do. I'm going to do it from the start.

I can't do that mass production because it's fur, but thanks to it I made a bit of money in any elf village. It's like a bonus mood for a moment in a long life if you try to elf, and everyone doesn't change their qualitative lives because of it.

Anyway, I can only thank Mr. Blanc. Thank you.

"Go check it out later, Sin."

He said, "I know."

Saran also had wrinkles when he laughed already. But I still have horsepower, and I'm young, but hey!

Now that Stan is twelve, he teaches hunting little by little in the village learning.

I didn't use a gun, and now Saran's the bow and sword, and I'm the one teaching the trap.

I have improved the elf flow trap, and it is quite powerful, but the tiger is the best after all...

This, if I showed it to a blacksmith in Topples, I could make the same thing, and now it will be used not only in the village of Elf but throughout the kingdom of Julia.

Pest control is now easy for hunters as well as farmers, helping to reduce agricultural damage.

Everyone in the village remains young as our couple ages well. I don't like it when I first came to this village.

Saran is only a little different in the elves. The age is close to mine. [M]

I don't know if I can help that either.

I'm glad. I don't like a young man's wife like everyone else.

The village chief nevertheless.

I've always worn a hat lately.

Are you bald?

Maybe he was bald, wasn't he?

There are plenty of cool people even bald. Let's make it easier, village chief......

The little kids I was when I got here, they're all young now.

The Elf child will grow as much as a human until he is about sixteen years old, but then he will grow old, soaking like he has extended his life expectancy to two hundred years.

Stan also promises to teach my artillery when he turns sixteen.

Because Elf is sixteen years old as an adult.

Four more years.

I am forty-four years old.

Everyone in the elves doesn't want my cannons.

I laugh when I say, "If I have it, it'll make me feel a lot better."

When I came to Elf Village, the goddess Nanotes said, "In about a hundred years, the Demon King will be back."

I will die without seeing the Demon King, but Stan and the people of this Elf village will one day confront the Demon King and the demons under his command.

At that time, so that we can protect the village.

I want Stan to be a fine firecracker.

The digital radio I was using to communicate with Mr. Nanotes has broken down and is no longer available. You haven't communicated in over a decade.

I can still use my magic bag though.

I can also shop.

I have 20,000 rounds of ammunition with the money I earned, and over a dozen firearms, and I may have stockpiled them, but Magic Bags, I don't know how long I can spend them.

I wonder how many years of artillery ammunition you can keep.

You can't do a hundred years, can you? I keep a ton of them in my magic bag, too, but I wonder what happens.

If I leave my bag out before I die, maybe the out-of-the-box storage will work because Stan will be able to take out a lot of ammunition that he had stockpiled too.

I hope Mr. Nanotes distracts you.

I learned cannons from my grandfather when I was twenty years old.

Grandpa was seventy years old.

He was active in the hunting society until he was seventy, and his grandfather died that year when he retired.

I think it was a tough, tough job for the old man.

But I didn't have a clue, and I was hanging in there.

Like my grandfather, I have to teach Stan how to shoot an iron cannon.

And he looks like an elf, wearing bows and swords, so he can protect himself.

Shall I take you hunting?

Is it too early?

You don't know until you talk to Saran there.

"No, not yet," says Saran.

Saran loves kids, so you really don't want to be a parent idiot and dangerous to the eye.

I don't think I need to work out there with my mind haunted.

My grandfather pissed me off a lot, too.

"The hunting association guys are sweet for the younger ones. Look, if we don't do this right, we're in an accident. Look closely. '

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Grandpa, now it's my turn to train the young one.

Human life expectancy in this world is still short.

The average life expectancy in the kingdom is fifty years. If you could live to be seventy like your grandfather, you'd be an elder.

My life is a little over a decade away...

I feel that way.

Tell Stan everything he can teach you in ten years.

Perhaps Stan will get a daughter-in-law and want to see his grandson's face too, if possible.

But all the elves are pale about that......

It's a little hard to see my grandson's face while I'm alive.

"What's wrong, Sin, look weird"

How to say it.

Saran, the way you say it.

There's no such thing as a mi or lid. That's a bit of a way of saying it......

"No, that. Kind of."

"What?"

"Well, I was wondering if I'd die looking at my grandson's face."

"No, no, no, no, no, no. Look, Cano and these five sisters!

Married the year I came to this village, Milno, you and Cano, now have five children.

I wanted the couple to stop coming for a peek at anything and everything......

All five of them are girls.

"Everybody loves Stan."

"Really!?

"'Cause Stan, you're a good man, you're a hunter, and your sword and bow are already the best of the kids."

... it was.

I'm still not sure how to tell the difference between a beautiful man and a beautiful woman in an elf.

They're all amazing beautiful men, beautiful women, beautiful boys, beautiful girls.

I still can't understand that Saran didn't have a daughter-in-law.

"But Cano and this girl, they're just like Stan down there, but Mano up there isn't an adult anymore"

It doesn't matter how old the elves are.

"That's right, but come on..."

"Who's competing for an engagement?

He said it's not uncommon for an adult sixteen-year-old to have a fiancée already, and Saran hasn't had that fiancée in a long time.

"Stan's not getting married... what are you gonna do with that worry now?"

"Four more years until I grow up. Eight years till we get married, ten more years till we have kids?

"Yep. That's about it, I'm sure."

Saran hugs me from behind, and it thrills me.

"So it's okay. Don't worry about anything. Live long, Sin..."

- - An active hunter in Hokkaido has tried to be thrown into another world, END. -

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