Free and Unrestrained Mountain's 11th Member, a Little Elf Over a Hundred Thousand Years Old

"Where did this handsome young man come from? Swinging his sword at his teammate so viciously-you're making my heart race..."

A voluptuous beauty in a white dress, barefoot and with loose blue hair trailing to the ground, suddenly descended from the sky and slowly floated down before the blond man.

Raising her beautiful fingers, Blue Feather smiled and lunged forward, about to drape both arms around his neck.

But she caught nothing.

The handsome young man with flowing golden hair suddenly turned into a child of about ten.

"Mother Goddess, there's a female hooligan!"

The child threw his head back and wailed, startling Blue Feather, who had approached to tease him, so badly that her wings appeared. With a few flaps, she quickly flew away.

She couldn't afford to provoke this brat. She wondered whether Sister Queen could pretend nothing had happened if she backed off now.

She had finally found an opportunity and planned to catch someone reasonably strong to take back as a snack for Sister Queen. Why did he have to be the little elf...?

"Mother Goddess, the female hooligan is bullying me! She's getting away!"

The golden-haired child was still shouting tearfully.

"Y-you... shut up! If Sister Queen gets angry, we'll both have to roll out of here!"

Blue Feather had to admit that she was genuinely afraid of this brat.

Although Sister Queen refused to acknowledge this child, anyone who bullied him would definitely be made to pay.

"Mother Goddess would never make me roll out. At most, she'd pick me up and kick me out. She would never make me leave by rolling, because that would be too inelegant!"

The child-sized Elf God raised his chin smugly, saying things that made Blue Feather want to cough up blood.

Being picked up and then kicked