Chapter 344

At first glance, it seems that the threat has disappeared and there has been a lull, but so far the bandits surrounding me have changed from elves.

Rather, it was in worse condition than the halfway thieves. Because I didn’t even know they were around. Maybe it was because the spirits were approaching in an instant with Asilier’s method of pointing out the spirits, but anyway, the risk factor is still the same.

There may even be more besides what you see, but I don’t know how they know my name or how they have identified me, so I had to keep in mind the numerous risks and variables that would unfold in front of my eyes if they were enemies.

I’m proud to say that I’ve never done anything to get stabbed by a different race in my life, but don’t you know?

“That’s right, but who are you?”

Even so, I had no intention of going out in a low-key position or floating. For that reason, I cannot hesitate to give my name.

The elf who asked my name for my imposing attitude reacted by wiggling his ears.

“...Wouldn’t it be a bit complacent to admit who we are without hesitation while giving the distance when we don’t even know who we are?”

what? This is a very rare reaction.

The face that can be seen at a glance under the hood is making an expression as if looking at a child who made a mistake. It’s definitely a nuance that they have the upper hand... but it’s not like they’re threatening with it, but rather, it’s a very subtle atmosphere that points out and informs them. what are you guys doing?

First of all, it was a reaction with a strange goodwill, so I decided to correct his words properly rather than openly arguing.

“I’m not complacent at all.”

“Do you know why I judge you that way as a small token of gratitude for taking care of the bandits?”

correction. It was not a strange favor, but a very polite, moderate, and sure favor. If so, I should be treated appropriately.

“Is it faster for my needle to pierce everything than for you to point your bow at me?”

“...needle?”

With a short whistle boom, the needles protruding from the pouch flew towards the elves in an instant.

I have no intention of hurting you. He wasn’t threatening me, he wasn’t aggressive, he was polite. I was merely showing a needle standing tall next to their heads to answer a question.

“Greetings. Call me my long-distance friend Needle.”

Of course, I couldn’t even react properly, but it would feel like a threat to the people who encountered the situation with the weapon floating next to my head, but even though I was polite, it was still a situation where I couldn’t tell whether I was a friend or a friend.

As I retrieved the needle with the seemingly nervous elves behind, the elf who had been talking opened his mouth again.

“Asillie met a ridiculous human.”

And this time, I was really taken aback by the name that I never expected to pop out of here.

“With that one word, I now have a lot to ask.”

My head couldn’t keep up, but it wasn’t difficult to infer the situation.

It must be that Assilie contacted the people of her hometown in some way, and they came all the way west to find me. Otherwise, among the elves in the upper north, elves who knew me came down to the west by chance and heard rumors about me and met them.

“Ah, it means the elves who have passed the trials of the World Tree and been recognized. If you have to compare them... you can see them as warriors who have passed through very arduous training and tests both mentally and physically.”

“...Isn’t it like a nobleman?”

“Hahaha, we don’t have a position like nobility.”

Based on the fantasy knowledge of the past, if you were referring to people of noble blood or nobility, I would have thought it would have been close to a very honorable special forces soldier. “Of course, it means a lot to

us. It’s no different from what Asha directly acknowledged.”

“...It’s a bit difficult.”

“This can be happen. It’s a racial difference. Rather, we would like to ask a question. How did you meet Asillie?”

snap. The ears of the elves, who had maintained a solemn atmosphere until just now, rose simultaneously.

After seeing that, I had a reasonable suspicion that he might have kept his mouth shut because he was bored rather than solemn.

“...So you said that the slave traders who were moving holding her freed her by fighting the bandits who happened to discover that they were being attacked by an unknown group?”

“Exactly.”

It wasn’t particularly difficult, so I wondered if I had to summarize it, but Celebian, who was tilting his head while he didn’t show it, asked as if to confirm it again.

“You were 8 then?”

“yes.”

He readily answered, so this time he looked me up and down and asked a question with a very doubtful expression.

“...You’re 15 now?”

“you’re right.”

I’m a little bit older, so I can react like that. Looking around, the expressions of the other elves were more, not less.

But for some reason, Celebian, who had been contemplating with a more serious face and his mouth shut, very carefully asked another question.

“It’s been a while since I interacted with the human race, but has the average life expectancy of the human race decreased significantly...?”

“Compared to the elves, it’s only an instant, but it wouldn’t have decreased.”

Even the old man who lived a normal life in Ogwen was 80 years old, but since he was not treated specially, he should live to that extent. They say humans who have mastered Aura or Mana live much longer, so wouldn’t it be roughly over a hundred years old?

I checked Celebian’s expression as I pondered on a topic I had never thought about since I was reincarnated. Just as he was about to ask why, his mouth struggled open and a small mumble came out.

“No matter how human he is, as a companion... isn’t he too young...?”

...sister?

How far did you say...?