When I Was Reincarnated, All the Heroines Were Stolen by the Fake Hero ~ The Guy Who Dominated With Original Story Knowledge, and Me Who Dominated With Talent. It Seems the World After the Ending Is My One-Man Stage ~ - Episode 35

Episode 35

Rururii’s muttering as she left—it sounded more like a sigh.

Just now… she did say it, right? That she was searching for the Saint in the royal capital.

If this keeps up, a massive misunderstanding is bound to happen.

No, that’s not it.

The misunderstanding has *already* happened—because the very Saint she’s looking for is standing right here.

“Wait, please! Hold on!”

Acting on instinct, I grabbed Kotama’s shoulder as she was about to take Rururii away.

“Again, Yutaka-sama?”

Kotama looked at me suspiciously.

Her gaze clearly said, “What is it this time?”

I could fully understand how she felt. But now wasn’t the time.

I quickly knelt down in front of Rururii and looked her innocent face directly in the eyes.

“Rururii. Are you… looking for the Saint?”

At my serious question, Rururii blinked with a surprised expression.

Her long golden eyelashes fluttered.

“Oh, you heard that? I thought I was saying it in my head… Oh well, no biggie~”

She said this with no hint of shame and nodded honestly.

“Yep, I’m looking for the Saint.”

Hearing that, I glanced behind me at the very person she was searching for—Forleen. She was hiding her face under a deep hood.

Then I turned back to Kotama.

“Kotama, sorry, but I need to have an important conversation with Rururii. Could you go on ahead to the room? I’ll bring her along shortly.”

At that moment, Kotama’s expression changed drastically. And tears welled up in her big eyes.

Oh no—by the time I realized, it was already too late.

Apparently, her imagination had taken a turn for the worse again.

“I knew it…! Yutaka-sama, what are you planning to do to poor Rururii-chan?!”

She shouted, quickly darted behind Rururii, and hugged her small body tightly.

Then she glared at me as if I were the villain. She was standing protectively in front of her.

“I don’t want anything to do with you anymore, Yutaka-sama! Waaah! Sebaaaas!”

How did it come to this?

With Kotama wailing and calling for Sebas, I could only hold my head in my hands—in my mind—utterly defeated.

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In the end, Forleen cast “Relaxation” on her again. And Kotama finally calmed down.

At that point, I decided to explain everything to her.

That Rururii was an elf—a being thought to be purely legendary.

That my “acquaintance” Folly was actually the Saint herself—Forleen in disguise.

“So… the hooded lady here is the Saint… and Rururii-chan is an elf?”

Kotama asked, blinking rapidly.

I was already exhausted from explaining. So I simply answered:

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Once she finally understood everything, Kotama’s face turned bright red. And she bowed deeply.

“I-I’m so sorry! I completely misunderstood…! I’ve been so rude—to the Saint and to the elf…!”

“I-It’s okay, Kotama-chan. Please raise your head.”

Forleen quickly tried to soothe her.

“Don’t worry about it, cutie~”

Rururii added cheerfully. She was completely unfazed.

With the mood finally settling down, I returned to the main issue.

“So then, Rururii…-sama… Why are you looking for the Saint?”

“No need to be formal. Just call me Rururii~ I don’t like stiff stuff like that~”

She said. She then tilted her head thoughtfully.

“Well, I guess it’s okay to tell you. Our home has a Sacred Tree—it’s being corrupted by something bad. And apparently, only the Saint’s power can heal it~”

Sacred Tree…?

I tilted my head at the unfamiliar term. And Forleen—standing beside me—quietly explained.

“She likely means a holy tree that has the power to conceal the entire dwelling place of the elves. A Sacred Tree with special properties.”

“You know about it, Forleen?”

“Yes. I’ve read about it in old legends. Sacred Trees are mysterious entities skilled at hiding themselves. Elves have long lived in secret. They build their homes around these trees. Because of the special nature of their habitat, while some have heard the elves’ voices, few have ever seen them. This is also the first time I’ve seen what an elf truly looks like.”

I see.

No wonder Sebas couldn’t figure out who—or what—Rururii was.

Even in this world, elves are practically fairy-tale creatures.

“Still, to think I’d meet a real Saint out here~ That’s amazing.”

Rururii said with admiration.

I couldn’t help but silently mutter to myself: “Yeah, and I never thought I’d meet a real elf either.”

“So, about the Sacred Tree—is it okay to leave it for now?”

“Yeah, well, the elders did say ‘please hurry’… but I think we’ve got around 10 years? Probably.”

The vast difference in time perception between elves and humans made me smile awkwardly.

But Forleen, on the other hand, spoke up seriously.

“Still, if we’re to travel all the way to the elven village, we must have an escort. I should return to the capital and consult the church…”

“Ah—that won’t work~”

Rururii cut Forleen off sharply.

“Why not?”

“The elders strictly said not to bring anyone except the Saint~”

“But if we don’t have guards, we could be attacked by monsters or dangerous people…”

Forleen said, clearly worried. But Rururii proudly puffed out her chest and declared:

“It’s fine, it’s fine. I can hear the voice of the forest~”