Chapter 377 Old Friend
Harbor Quarter, Ravenfell.
Located on the eastern side of the city, south of Dell River, the muddy streets of the harbor were buzzing with activity.
A tall elf with a medium build walked gracefully despite the mud, his boots sinking slightly into the damp earth with each step he took.
He was wearing white robes that had beautiful green embroidery on its hems. With a simple glance at the elf's attire, one could tell he hailed from a prominent background.
Luscious blond hair cascaded down the youth's back, fluttering gently as the sea breeze blew from time to time. His facial features were exquisite, causing the passing-by women to be instantly enamored.
His green eyes, bright and piercing, scanned his surroundings as he slowly made his way toward the port.
There was a hint of pride and arrogance flashing in his eyes. The aloof way he carried himself caused others to think twice before approaching him.
"Now, where is that guy?" He muttered under his breath.
The air was thick with the scent of salt, mingling with the pungent odor of seafood and tar.
Local vendors shouted their wares from their temporary stalls, meanwhile, seagulls screeched overhead. Fishermen hauled in their catches, the glistening scales of the fish reflecting the weak sunlight that struggled to break through the cloudy skies.
The elf's sharp and pointy ears picked up on the various conversations taking place around him. The harbor was a melting pot of different cultures and trades.
He could hear the clinking of coins, the creaking of wooden crates carrying goods, and the occasional caws of ravens.
Ships of all sizes were moored at the docks, their sails gently flapping in the wind. Meanwhile, dockworkers moved with great familiarity, carrying crates and shouting instructions.
After Acryon, the harbor of Ravenfall was the biggest in the Empire.
He adjusted the black cloak that he was wearing atop his white robes, pulling it tighter around himself to ward off the slight inconvenience brought about by the chilly morning air.
"Tsk, I really hate this trashy place," he grumbled.
"He's still the same."
The next moment, he stepped forward, walking toward this person with a wide grin on his face.
When Adam sensed that somebody was approaching him with long and purposeful strides, he immediately recalled what Elrod had said to him before he left Acryon.
'An Agent of the Brotherhood will be receiving you at Ravenfell,' Elrod had said at the time.
As Adam's gaze landed on the approaching person, he was first taken by surprise, but then he burst into a loud peal of laughter, causing the people around him to be startled.
He walked toward the elf with a mischievous smirk on his face. After he stepped foot on the harbor, he took a few steps and then stood right before the elf, observing him from head to toe.
The pair glanced at one another for a long time, seemingly measuring each other up. None of them spoke a word, they just silently stared.
Adam was the first to speak. He glanced at the handsome facial features of the elf and sneered, "What the hell happened to your face? How can a man be prettier than a woman?"
"Hmph! Us elves are the only perfect beings under the sun," the elf harrumphed in a condescending tone.
He then glanced at the raven-haired youth's face and viciously mocked, "What about your face? How come you're still ugly after your advancement? I'm afraid even the most hideous orc in the world is better-looking than you."
Adam's eyes twitched. He was kind of insecure about his looks. Hence, when he opened his mouth next, they were spewing venom.
"You pointy-eared fanny!"
"You pig-faced boozer!"
The pair went at each other over and over again until they had run out of insults. Then, they deeply looked into each other's eyes and burst into laughter.
"Brother Adam," the elf tightly clasped Adam's hand, resounding in a clap. "It has been a while!"
Adam grinned from ear to ear and greeted his old friend. "Long time no see.
"Brother Daneli!"