Chapter 70 – 42. Elves Are Not Smart.
“Then I’ll be back in four days.”
“Yes.”
The coachman left, saying he would come back in four days.
“Is this the elves territory?”
Arlen, getting out of her wagon and adjusting her rucksack, saw the vast forest right in front of her.
“Oh, there must be a lot of bugs? I have to go at once.”
When she entered the forest inhabited by elves, as she expected, she heard insects and unknown birdsong, but she did not hate it.
I feel like I’m actually experiencing a fantasy world.
Like a country novice seeing the city for the first time.
Just as an office worker who is tired of corporate life throws off his suit and becomes a part of nature.
She came into the woods and walked slowly, looking around her, forgetting her pain and feeling better.
How to say Should I say it’s peaceful?
The air is clear, and my head is clear.
‘Is this the negative ion we’ve only heard about?’
It’s like a new healing.
Even just walking through the forest like this made her feel good, and she even thought that it would be easy to find the moonlight candle that Genie Maros talked about.
“Oh, squirrel.”
She jumped up the tree, stuffed what looked like an acorn into her mouth, and looked down at me with puffy cheeks.
“Jaeae-aeek! Jjaaeaeek! Jjaae liquid!!”
“Is something far from what you expected?”
Looking at me with a cute look, the squirrel’s strange cry was different from the squirrel’s cry I thought.
I wondered if this might be the sound similar to the bird song I had heard earlier.
“Anyway, it’s amazing. Be well.”
Remembering her purpose for coming here, Allen walked through the woods again, saying hello to the vigilant squirrel.
Did it take a long time
Suddenly, the sun hanging high in the sky slowly descends, and Allen takes a short break, unfolds a map of the forest inhabited by elves, and quenches her thirst.
“I’ve walked quite a bit, so maybe this is it?”
Before her arrival, Allen looked at her newly updated map of the forest and calculated her approximate figure. She marked her location on her map and hoped that she would not run into elves, but…
Even so, she wondered if she would ever meet her, and she let her imagination run wild as she chewed on the beef jerky.
‘Elf’
In fantasy, it is known as a species that lives in harmony with nature by making a base in a forest where people do not come and go.
Their features are very simple.
Unlike other races, they have unusually long and pointed ears, and their appearance is fantastic enough to be said to be a race made up of handsome men and women.
The only race that can talk to the spirits of nature, and the only race that can use spirit magic that is on the verge of disappearing at this point.
He was also skilled with a bow, and his dexterity was excellent, so if there was an elf-made item among the items sold by the black merchant, the price would be beyond imagination.
If the elves had similar material desires to humans, their abilities were attractive and terrifying enough to say that the continent was an elven society rather than a human society.
“I walked toward the outskirts, so I guess I didn’t get noticed…”
Hook!!
The sharp sound of the wind slicing through Allen’s face and crashed into the tree.
“It is not a forest where humans can freely enter. Go back.”
Graceful voice.
I couldn’t see it, but somewhere above, a voice echoed calmly.
“Have you seen this crazy bitch? You want me to drop the arrow and go back? This is true You don’t even touch a dog when you’re eating!”
Allen waited for a while, pretending to find someone with a clear voice.
Then she scattered mana in the air, and at the same time she flew without warning and saw the feathers of an arrow lodged in a tree.
“Hey, a proud elf cowardly hiding and shooting at civilians? Even for an elf with exclusive tendencies, this will damage the honor of his race…”
Woowook!!
Again, Allen was speechless, and the arrow was stuck right under the arrow that had been lodged in the tree, waving its feather.
“This is the last warning. If you leave the forest like this, I won’t kill you.”
“Why are you so sad when people haven’t even finished talking? Are elves like that?”
“Give me 10 seconds. If you don’t listen to me until then, I will shoot at your heart without hesitation.”
“That, a person is really… No, what are elves so determined about? Do you want to just talk openly?”
“10, 9, 8, 7…”
The elf who doesn’t know his name or face counts the seconds leisurely as if he doesn’t want to listen to Allen’s words.
The number slowly decreased and approached 1, but Allen did not even move.
“This is the price to pay for ignoring the warning. Farewell, human.”
And when the elf let go of his bowstring, the already fast wooden arrow cut through the wind.
In fact, he warned that he would kill him by shooting his heart, but in case he thought he might get a justification that humans might invade at the cost of a human life, the elf aimed precisely at Allen’s legs, not his heart, to heal his wounds and try to drive him out of the forest. .
However.
“Do elves play gouras too? I thought it was going to shoot me in the heart, so I was scared, but what is it going to shoot me in the leg?”
The wooden arrow that was aimed at her leg was in Allen’s hand before he knew it.
Then he gave strength while scattering bright red mana, and the snatched wooden arrow was instantly engulfed in flames and turned to black ash.
“I know where you are, so come down when I say something nice. Or should I go there?”
Loose speech.
However, the elf scattered fire mana, shook off the ashes from her hand, and fired an arrow at Arlen, who was approaching.
“Wow. You want to kill me without leaving a trace this time? But mana management is not good for an elf? Shall I teach you?”
The scattered air gathers and swirls around the elven wooden arrows in a small storm.
He obviously said he wouldn’t kill him, but the elf changed her mind when he saw the prominence on Allen.
‘Isn’t that an idiot? Are you telling me where you are?’
The wind gathered so much that the air trembled. No, after seeing the small storm, Allen thought that even the elves were not as intelligent as each of her individuals.
And the elf, secretly ignored by her allen and openly making her presence atop her tree, takes aim at her allen with an arrowhead and lets go of her full draw.
A roar different from the two arrows from before.
Nearby trees and leaves were engulfed in the small storm, which grew like the jaws of a gigantic beast, and the gigantic storm that swallowed the very existence of Allen, tearing Allen to shreds with the sound of a fierce wind.
Slowly the storm calmed down, scattering branches and leaves.
And when the wind is completely gone. Allen, swallowed up by the storm, was not there.
The elf gently descends from the tree, lands, and picks up Allen’s belongings, intending to make a tombstone for the last human remains.
“If I had heeded her warning sooner, her life would not have been lost.”
The elf holding the bag soiled by the storm muttered something and prayed.
“What are you doing?”
“What… Gagging!?”
Allen roughly lifted the neck of the defenseless elf who prayed for a moment.
“Did you think I was dead?”
“Keew…! Creepy…!”
“Why are your eyes curious about being alive? But before that. Stay asleep.”
The elf shed tears as he continued to scratch his hands and arms with his claws as he grabbed his own neck.
Then, as Allen tells her to go to sleep, she throws her head down as a momentary great pain strikes her stomach, her eyes wide open and her saliva drooling.
“Everyone is equal in front of my fist.”
