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"It's you! Uh..." I opened my mouth, but couldn't remember her name for a while.
remember what it was called Ann...
The other party didn't answer the call to remind me of my plan, just stared at me with sharp eyes.
"That... what are you doing here?" I can only try to speak up by myself.
"……"no respond.
"Are you looking for something to do with me?"
"..." Still no response.
She stared at her with big eyes for a while, and she remained silent all the time.
The scene was extremely awkward.
This is impossible to communicate.
Princess Elisa seems to have mentioned that this guy has almost never spoken in front of others since he came here.
What should do?
What broke the deadlock was a gurgling noise from her stomach.
Although very light, it is very obvious in this quiet wood.
Her body trembled and froze.
His expression remained the same, but his cheeks flushed slightly.
Hasn't this guy finished eating yet?
"...Are you hungry?" I tried to break the silence.
"..." Of course there was no response.
"Well, want something to eat?" I asked for a while, and at the same time, I opened my body so that she could see the barbecue behind me.
Roland said that because of the difference in taste, the elves didn't like meat very much, and he didn't know what the half-elves were like.
As a result, her eyes were immediately attracted by the whole roast pig on the leaf, and she swallowed.
...It seems like like it.
I squatted down with a knife and cut off a whole piece of hind leg, wrapped it in leaves and walked towards her.
She was still vigilant, although she poked her head out, she just frowned and looked at me up and down.
But at least he didn't mean to escape from there.
Unlike those stupid female elves who have stupid prejudices, she grew up in a human village, although she was wary of me, but not afraid of me.
I walked to the tree and handed her the barbecue wrapped in leaves.
"Here, you can eat it, you are welcome."
She raised her head, stared suspiciously into my eyes for a while, and finally appeared from behind the tree, carefully reaching out and taking it.
This reaction reminded me of the scene of feeding the wolf cub that was fed for the first time in the past.
Then she immediately turned back to the tree and hid her figure again, without a word of thanks.
... I never expected this lonely girl.
Do you want to be seen by others when you hide yourself?
Speaking of it, heard that she was eating alone...
I didn't care about her any more, turned around and returned to the fire, and had the late dinner.
The skin-on pork that has been grilled over an open flame is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The melted fat at high temperature makes the meat more mellow. Even without too much seasoning, the grilled meat is quite delicious as long as the heat is just right.
What a damn praise, I just feel like I live in this world for this moment.
In a blink of an eye the whole roast suckling pig was eaten with only bones left.
After a long absence, I had a full meal... I put down the last clean bone with great satisfaction.
These have to be cleaned up. After all, this is the forest to which the college belongs, and it's someone else's territory.
At this moment, I caught a glimpse of another figure sitting next to the fire.
"Huh?" I was taken aback, turned my head and fixed my eyes, but found that it was still the half-elf.
I don't know when she had come to a place only a few steps away from me, and sat down and stared at me.
The look in his eyes is not as vigilant as before.
When? Does this girl walk without a sound? Or am I just too immersed in the relationship?
"What? What's the matter?" I asked for a while.
This girl seemed to have finished eating, and there was still a little bit of burnt pork skin on the corner of her mouth.
She seemed to hesitate for a while, picked up a branch on the ground, and pulled it up on the ground.
Thank you-she wrote in a common language I can understand.
"you……"
Can't you speak? I swallowed this untimely remark just from the beginning.
I suddenly realized that this kind of question is meaningless, whether she is really dumb or just unwilling to speak is her own business, I have no need to intervene.
"What do you think of the taste? I just grilled it casually. I also heard that elves don't like meat very much. I don't know if it suits your appetite..." Finally, I changed to this kind of polite remark.
It's delicious-after writing this passage, she raised her head, her expression softened a lot, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.
Does this guy laugh...
"That's good." I nodded.
Your craftsmanship is very good-she erased the previous words and continued to write.
"Of course, I am good at hunting or barbecuing in the tribe." I smiled proudly.
She thought for a while, and then moved on the ground again.
"Angelica," she wrote on the ground.
I finally remembered that it was indeed the name.
It turned out to be aware that I just wanted to call her but didn't remember the name...
Then she stopped and looked up into my eyes.
I didn't react for a while, and after a while she tilted her head in confusion, and I realized that she was waiting for me to report to myself.
"My name is Brock, the warrior Brock of the Blood Axe clan."
She nodded, lowered her head and began to write again: "I usually walk in this forest."
It turns out that she is walking here.
"I didn't know this was your place." She continued to write.
"This is not my site, I just got permission to come in hunting from the dean, you don't need to mind." I explained quickly.
She hesitated for a while, and wrote on the ground: "Can I come back later?"
"Yes, you can come anytime if you want to eat barbecue, but I can't guarantee that I can hunt prey every time." I smiled boldly.
She also smiled at me, and then wrote: "I should go back."
"Yes, it's too early." I looked up at the fading sky.
Angelica got up and walked out of the forest.
This is almost the edge of the woods, she also walked through this woods, she should not need my escort.
Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered something: "Ah, right!"
She stopped and looked back.
"This forest seems to be haunted by wild beasts. If you take a walk in the future, it is better not to go too deep." I remembered that I found the scratches of wild beasts while hunting today.
She blinked a few times, then nodded at me.
"Then go well."
I waved my hand and watched her leave.
Although I only write on the ground and don't talk much, it has been a long time to communicate with normal people.
It doesn't feel bad.