A little fairy—but this little fairy did not seem to be in very good condition.
Looking closely, her clothes were quite old as well. Though clean, they gave off the feeling of having endured many years of wear and tear. Like her clothes, she herself looked somewhat haggard. Her golden eyes held obvious weakness, and her timid expression made one think at a glance that she had either suffered domestic violence or been bullied at school.
It could not be helped. At under one and a half meters tall, she looked, at most, like a student who had just entered middle school. Calling her a child would not have been an exaggeration.
And then, this little fairy, after entering, spoke in a soft, timid voice, careful as though afraid of making anyone angry. "Um, I'm sorry for startling you... Um... everyone asked me to come get you..."
"Look, it'll be getting dark soon, so we need to do it before nightfall, right?"
Hearing this, Yun glanced at Artoria. She looked equally bewildered, having no idea what the little fairy was trying to say.
When Yun and Artoria said nothing, the little fairy grew even more nervous. In an anxious yet dejected voice, she said, "D-Does that mean you can't? Th-Then we can talk about it later..."
"Ugh... then everyone will... scold me again for being useless..."
Her pitiful appearance left Yun even more confused, while Artoria seemed to think of something and asked whether the "everyone" the fairy spoke of meant the other fairies living here.
In fact, the tent-like wooden house where Artoria and Yun were staying was one of the buildings in the only village within the Forest of No Name. All the fairies who entered the Forest of No Name had gathered here and established a village.