Chapter 149: "Central"

Chapter 149: "Central"

An elf comes into the room, grabs my arm and tries to restrain me.

I think I'll just kill all the elves for now, kill the High Elves and suck out their memories.

I might manipulate at least one of them and use them as a cover.

I clench my fist to strike down the nearest elf.

"Wait!"

I was interrupted by a voice that interrupted me unexpectedly.

Who is it? It's a voice I don't recognise, at least not that I've heard before.

I look in the direction of the voice and see a translucent High Elf standing there.

Her gender is female.

She is the youngest of all the people here, if only in appearance.

She has a delicate body like an elf, a mild-looking face, and her eyes are a little droopy.

She even has a weeping face.

What can I say, she has a widow's aura.

The surrounding elves are also frozen in surprise.

It was the same for Millard and Manuel.

Who is this woman?

"What do you mean? You said this matter is discretionary with me. ......"

"I did say it was discretionary, but I didn't say you could do anything you wanted. Millard, what did you intend to do with this man?"

Millard takes one look at me and turns to the widow.

"Her Ladyship Madrail! Look at that water mirror! That is his true nature! That wicked figure! He will surely bring harm to this village!"

The woman called Madrail slightly scrunches up her face when she sees the mirror.

I don't care, but these guys are really rude.

Well, I don't know how I feel.

"Hmm... yesterday, I thought you were acting strangely, so I came to check on you and found that you were still like this. Millard. I understand what you mean. ...but it is against our teachings to humiliate those who have done nothing. Or do you think that just because you were chosen you are absolutely right?"

"But! He is my Brosdan... my son...!"

No, I didn't do anything to your Brosdan, did I?

That's a terrible accusation.

...And? What happens to me?

"Ah. Sorry to interrupt all the excitement, but what's going to happen to me?"

Well, to be honest, I'm not a hair's breadth interested in the argument in front of me, so can you decide if you're going to fight or not?

"...First of all, I apologise for the rudeness of my people."

"Don't be like that. Can you please clarify whether I can leave or not?"

I say grumpily, for the time being, as a sign of intimidation.

Madrair looks up at my attitude and coughs to make up for it.

"Well... er... Mr Roe, is that right?"

I nod anyway.

"Thank you. I am Madrail. I am a druid in the central village."

I silently urge you to go on.

"In lieu of an apology, would you be so kind as to come to the central village? We would like to welcome you as our guest..."

What is she saying?

Suddenly, she flips him off and says, "Yes. Okay, I forgive you!" There's no way she's going to say that!

This woman who came out of nowhere is also too suspicious.

If I look closely, I can see that the magic stone buried in the wall is glowing.

The reason it's transparent is because it's an image.

Rikkhard heard "the voice of the angel".

At first everyone was sceptical.

They wondered if he had gone mad.

But they were not.

Rikhard demonstrates new knowledge one after another and improves life with his almost revolutionary skills.

The technology of building buildings on trees to protect them from foreign enemies and encouraging the cultivation of edible plants.

A new method of magic with a different system of technology.

Not only did he find that some people considered him sacred, but also a growing number of people began to receive 'revelations' and were given knowledge and roles in the same way.

Their bodies were transformed and they were reborn as a new species.

"That is how we, the High Elves, came to be."

"I see. Interesting story."

I listened to Madrair's story as I tucked into the meal in front of me.

The menu was like vegetarian food with mushrooms and wildflowers as the main ingredients, but it was tasty enough.

The first time I went to the restaurant, I was listening to Madrair, who was sitting opposite me, talk about the High Elves, because I didn't want to eat in silence.

I moved from the western village to the central village soon after that, and Madrail came to meet me and took me to where I am now.

The place where I am now is her house, where I say I'm hungry and just have a meal like this.

"Do you mind if I ask you a question?"

"Yes, go ahead."

"What exactly are these revelations and what exactly are they about?"

"Well, yes. It's like being gently wrapped in something big... First of all, there's a sense of security. In addition to that, all sorts of knowledge just pops into my head. Before I knew it, I was a High Elf."

...Ho.

The more I hear about it, the more it sounds like a stinker.

I've been treated to a meal, so let's get this over with.

"Thank you. It was an interesting story. So? You said you had something you wanted to ask me?"

"Oh? You are a very impatient gentleman. Why don't you enjoy a little conversation? Because of my position, I don't have many people with whom I can have this kind of casual conversation, so it's a bit refreshing and enjoyable."

"Is that so? I'm honoured to have someone like you say that."

I reply with a snicker inwardly.

This fellow is as familiar as a prostitute touting for a job.

I admit that she's beautiful, but if I snuggle up to her with a dumbfounded attitude, most men will fall... will I fall?

If it's the 'thing' that I obliterated in the frontier prison, it's an instant fallout.

On the contrary, she might start saying that she might have a crush on me.

She's a true idiot who gets excited just because someone is a bit nice to her in the sex industry.

Don't you know the word "lip service"?

No, it's not good.

I feel uncomfortable when I remember.

Let's switch.

"It's my nature to not be able to sleep when there's something on my mind."

"I see. Then, be my guest. Mr Roe, I hear you're from the south."

Nod.

"Then do you know anything about the goblins who are attacking the elves?"

"I'd like you to be a bit more specific. It's too vague."

"...... Yes, I see.......I would like to know what you have seen and heard through the goblin realm, such as their layout, purpose, etc."

...In short, you want me to tell you whatever you want to know?

I'm at a loss.

I don't know how to answer that.