…… Is this a nightmare?

Can I go into nightmares while walking?

At the moment of seeing this line.

The child suddenly felt his right hand empty—citalopram was gone.

And the child is just a trance......

When he woke up again, he found himself standing in front of a huge tree.

The warm sunset sun shone on his face. It made him feel extremely warm.

At this time, the child realized it later...... His body has actually shrunk-

Or rather, his consciousness entered the body of another elven boy.

It was nothing like any of his previous nightmare experiences.

It's not just that he doesn't get any main quests......

And the child can clearly feel that the power of nature from the "Jungle Walker" profession is still boiling in his body...... His physical attributes are almost identical to his body.

It's just that what he holds in his right hand is not his own slender bayonet sword.

It's similar to the Song of Mavi Shadows...... Or rather, the same slender and light blade wheel as Kiana.

"Julian? Julian~"

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded behind him.

He followed the sound and looked back to find a silver-haired elf girl about a teenager standing behind him in a white dress that showed only her left shoulder and left arm and the hem of the skirt was ten centimeters above her knee.

With her hands behind her back, she looked at him curiously, "What are you thinking, Julian?"

"Mommy's coming back soon, huh? Or is it ...... You've mastered the art of vine strikes, right? ”

Looking at the appearance of the elf girl, the child was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't the "spirits of the elves" as he knew them.

It's incomparably real...... A living creature like a girl next door!

He could even smell the girl's fragrance very clearly.

The place where he himself is is not a relic -

His pupils shrank slightly.

I saw behind the girl, not far away......

The huge building more than 100 meters tall made of the blue glowing rock was shining with a rainbow glow and emitting a strange humming sound. It's a bit like a windmill, it's like a snail shell, and it's constantly pumping something out of the ground.

The interface with the earth alone is more than 100 meters in diameter. The surrounding earth collapsed and cracked downward...... It's like the water has been drained.

Not far from the extraction opening, it was extremely empty all the way to where the child was. The trees have apparently been cut down, leaving a very large area to spare.

And not far away, is an extremely prosperous city-

Huge treemen walked slowly down the streets.

A sparkling white stag that has never been seen before roams the void.

There is very little foot traffic on the streets, but every building and bridge is entwined with delicate vines. The patterns on those vines are like art......

And those "elves" are not slender primitive people wearing leaf clothes or animal skins that hide a small amount of body, and holding bows and arrows, as the children imagined.

Their outfits are somewhat modern...... The child is saying that the earth is modern.

It even seems a little ahead of its time......

It's not like the clothes they wear on the streets, it's more like the feeling of Paris Fashion Week.

The scariest thing is that the child even saw an airship floating in the distance, and there are some huge buildings in the city with a billboard-like design that looks like cyberpunk.

What the hell is this?

Elf punk?

What's going on in your world?

How can this tech tree still grow upside down?

A mouth full of grooves clicked in the child's throat, and he couldn't cough it out or swallow it.

It took a long time for the child to recover from this sense of "did I run the wrong game" to recover from this sense of confusion.

He looked at the girl in white next to him who seemed to have the word "innocence" written on her face, and decided to fool her first.

"Ah, I said...... Who's that. ”

He pretended to be a little arrogant and raised his head, and let out a crisp juvenile voice: "When will your mother come back?" ”

"-Bo-Fi-Silk!"

The girl shook her head unhappily and responded seriously: "I don't call that person, my name is Bofit!" ”

The strands of hair hit the child's face, making him feel as if he had been whipped by someone......

…… However, it is quite fragrant.

It's good, the name is still in hand......

The child secretly rejoiced in his heart.

Because the elf girl's clothes are slightly revealing...... Whether it's the upper half or the bottom half. A child who is not very good at communicating with women in the first place does not dare to look at her.

He touched the tip of his nose a little nervously, silently thinking about the next topic.

What do you want to say......

“…… Ah, what a nice day today. ”

After a long silence, the child said casually.

The other side.

After Citalopram stepped into the fog gate, he felt the familiar touch of the earth again after a little dizziness.

She also found that her live broadcast was not cut off.

The only problem is......

“…… I seem to have lost our captain. ”

She accepted this reality almost immediately, and calmly said to the two people waiting outside through the live broadcast: "Don't panic. As the captain said...... Now I'm your new captain.

"No, I didn't want to usurp power...... He is a person who is lost by his ability, and I respect his shameful achievements. ”

Citalopram casually talked about the eggs with the barrage while looking up.

No doubt...... It's a ruin.

To say that it is ruins can almost be said to be very polite......

The buildings here are even more broken than Ishgard, who had just been jumped by the dragon.

Even citalopram couldn't understand what they were originally looking like or what they were used for...... There are many inexplicable potholes on the ground, with smooth surfaces.

It didn't look like it was blown up by something, but it looked like it was poached by something......

But her pace soon stalled.

For Citalopram saw that not far away was a ghostly ghost of a young girl with a silvery-white, translucent body, wandering down the street—probably, probably, probably, probably.

The ghost wears a white dress that only shows the left shoulder and left arm, and the hem of the skirt is ten centimeters above the knee.

Citalopram was attracted by the delicate and lovely smiling face, and was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but take a closer look:

The slender and straight legs, the clean knees, the small and delicate white boots...... There is also a budding sleeve with the right arm covering half of the palm, and the left arm looming from the side because the left shoulder is completely exposed, which makes Citalopram a little greedy for her body......

Her breathing was a little rapid, and her gaze at the ghost girl was a little more aggressive—

A little, want to take it home......

Yes.

Citalopram.

- She's a pathetic person.