Clearing the Game at the End of the World Chapter 188

Chapter. 11. Wizards of Wizards (6)

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Wow!

Who am I? What is this? This is somewhere.

here? It is a village of exiled elves located in the center of the Blue Line Mountains.

me? He is an official warrior of the Ro-Haram Church, as he is renowned as the most legitimate guardian of the human world.

Whisper whisper-

“…Hero, be more fierce! Like a monster with an inherent malevolence that cannot be suppressed! Wow! Wow!”

“No, Lucilla. “I’m on my way here to have a discussion that will go down in the history of the race with someone I think is my godmother…”

“Every time I raise my eyebrows, a bunch of silver coins pour in, so what does that matter? Now, think of yourself as a clown or a minstrel, and voila!”

So, what on earth is this?

Thanks to my efforts to physically clear my head outside of the village, I was able to free myself from the harsh charms of the water spirit to some extent, but the price was also severe.

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“It’s against my promise, but… I’ll add one condition.”

“What if it’s a condition?”

“Break up this beast.”

“Uhm. This is a more generous treatment than I thought. That’s not difficult. There is already a good rope for our luggage-”

“no. That won’t be enough. The branches of the forest will take care of the practice.

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That’s how it ended up like this.

My image wrapped like a mummy in thin, tough threads of gold, silver, or clear blue, resembling a forest.

The elves must have been quite shocked by my appearance in front of the village, and they bound me with their ‘hair’.

The broken head was completely healed, but the blood still remained on his face and clothes, giving off a bloody smell. I can’t even do that because I’m afraid that the ‘wizard-ness’ that I managed to calm down after washing away with magic will come back.

Thanks to this, my mother said to her children at their bedside, ‘If you do something bad, this guy is a scary monster!’ ‘I’m going to catch you!’ The elves, overwhelmed by the monster’s large body, blood-covered and powerful appearance, and the bizarre scene in front of the village, came to the absurd conclusion that they bound it with the toughest and most elastic rope, elf hair. It has been reached.

“It’s human.”

“Wow. “It’s my first time seeing a human!”

“It looks really terrible, doesn’t it? Did Narim catch you?”

“Maybe it’s some kind of evil beast threatening the village.”

The result of entering the village like that is… as you can see.

It was quite a spectacle. Lucilla, I was excited to see bundles of expensive elf hair pouring out, but I am in a position to win people’s hearts and foster friendship between elves and humans. An evil beast that threatens the village. Isn’t that the same treatment as the primitive ancient undead outside that barrier?

“….Guys? “You’re not that kind of a mean person-”

Pabababak!

“Control your mind, human! He is just a young elf who has just turned 25! “We will apologize for the insult!”

“Imagine the delicate buds of spring, the dew forming at dawn, and the clean scent of flowers carried by the spring breeze! I am at peace, I am at peace, inhale, exhale…”

“If you really want to kill us, you will have to deal with us first! No matter how much an emissary of a human god could not stand by and watch a young elf being brutally slaughtered…”

no. He said he just stared. Just look! Even at 25, you are older and older than me, you guys!

The elves made a fuss as if the children had been exposed to a child serial killer, then cut off my braided hair and began to tie me up tightly.

“It’s about calming down the mania, don’t lose to yourself!”

“I have no religion, but I will pray for your god, human!”

Around them, the elves were moving around as if they were handling nuclear fuel rods. Lucilla is writing her notes with the happiest expression on her face as she looks at her piled up elf hair. The group following them is coming from a distance, looking at the elf village, as if they don’t know each other.

“…They say getting started is half the battle.”

Since this matter was ruined from the start, the difficult road ahead seemed clear.

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“Wait here for a moment. “I will tell my godmother and come back.”

“Just for a moment, I’m only going to leave for a little while, so brace yourself!” “If you cause trouble here too, we will have no choice but to kill you…”

“Oh, I won’t do it! I will not! “When did you say I went on a rampage?”

Idrasil, whose eyes were filled with suspicion until the end, left, and only then did the group who pretended not to notice and followed me come to my side.

“Uhm. It’s a village of elves. It was a really nice sight. yes?”

“exactly. There are many differences from the rumors about elves known to the public. It doesn’t seem as hostile to outsiders as I thought. It was quite a shock to just use that precious elf’s hair as a tough, strong string. It was also used to weave leaves into roofs and to hang small fireflies. When it comes to elf hair, aren’t they famous for their high-quality bow strings? “Aldrich, I thought you were a wizard and would be interested in elf hair, a rare material?”

“I was curious about that too, so I asked, and they said that freshly cut hair doesn’t have much value other than being tough? It turned out that elf bows were handed down over a long period of time and had to pass through the hands of several elves to reveal their true value. “It means that it can only be completed by being hung on a bowstring and constantly exposed to spirits and mana.”

“then. “Is there a saying among humans that it would be good to make a bowstring out of elf hair?”

“It was just a rumor. To be exact, an elf would have to use a bow made like that for over 200 years to make a good bow, but since the bow stolen from the elf was made from wood and hair grown by the elf, they thought it was just a material issue. I gained very valuable knowledge. hmm. “It was worth the effort to visit.”

“It was fun to talk about food culture! Elves just prefer more natural flavors, and it’s not like they can’t eat meat. So, when you go out hunting, you only catch as many as you need, and then according to etiquette, you return their souls to the earth and slaughter them? Judging by the fact that I am familiar with the spice-type fruits that I picked out just in case, it seems that there is a demand for these too!

“You have a big heart. Among bipedal creatures, it is rare to see Notum for the first time and not scream. Good ear. “Pretty ear.”

Shit. i envy you. I came all the way here without being able to see the village, let alone talk, because I was blocked by the fierce elf barrier. Doesn’t that mean they looked around every corner and talked to the elves?

I missed you too! Elf! The first species that comes to mind when thinking of fantasy! At first glance, there is a house that looks like a bulging tree, an elven street vendor with small fireflies lit up in a simple and irregular place between large tree branches, and above all, an elven village waterway that clearly flows from bottom to top just by hearing the sound. I missed you too! It’s not like you’re being dragged around and treated like a monster!

“shit. “Someone was treated like a dangerous object and taken away. I guess you had fun with it?”

“hmm? Ah, that’s right. It can’t be helped, right? Because I am in charge of such an important task. “If you get angry, we will have to negotiate, so we have no choice but to keep our distance.”

“Gwok. It wasn’t useless. They sacrificed themselves very much to let us into the village. Big little man, crazy. “He’s crazy and good at his work.”

“is it so! Even though it turned out to have no magical value, people outside still don’t know that, right? The warrior is not guilty because he saved an armful of elf hair, which is still precious. “It’s cancer!”

“Hey.”

“…Keep in mind. If the elf you call her godmother frowns at you as soon as she sees you, she will scream at you like you are a monster and you will be dragged away by her elves. Then I will apologize to you and negotiate with her godmother. Well, ‘I had to borrow the power of that monster to penetrate this rough place.’ It would be nice to be able to buy a decent amount of sympathy votes. Hmm…. Do you have any negotiation strategy in mind? “I think you have a few thoughts in mind, but I would like you to share them with me before you step in front of the Godmother.”

The professor was troubled by Aldrich’s question.

It’s a negotiation. Of course, there was a method I had in mind from the start.

First of all, the most basic and standard method.

It is about gaining favor and entering into a deal with conditions that cannot be refused.

‘I didn’t think about what I wanted because I didn’t know the situation in the village. First of all, I have an item that is close to a cheat key, right?

A precious piece of paper that is still sleeping in my arms.

It is a handwritten apology letter with the archbishop’s seal stamped on the door.

The elves in front of you now are not just elves, but ‘expelled’ elves. Those who were driven out of the safe elven forest and settled here after suffering all kinds of hardships in the human world, and the descendants they gave birth to and taught.

Of course, there would be resentment toward humans, so I tried to meet their needs in that regard. If the elves of the elf forest accept the archbishop’s apology and come to terms with the past with humans, I will capture all the slave hunters and give the elves land in a large, safe forest rather than in these rugged mountains, etc.

The party members are also beings who were persecuted like elves, such as werewolves, warlocks, and trolls, including me, who is half mute, so it can be shown that they are not on the side of humans but purely for the sake of harmony between races. In many ways, I thought this direction would be easier…

The problem is that the [image], which is perhaps the most important in this direction, has been completely shattered.

The image I wanted was ‘a good warrior who cannot belong to either humans or monsters, but shouts that all races must become one in times of world crisis.’

The image the elves were looking at me right now was ‘a monster suffering from madness that the God of Light had suppressed with his power and kneeled at his feet.’

It’s already too late to get involved in a meeting where negative past history is being discussed.

To make matters worse, the replacement candidate ‘Otman Baudelaire’, who showed the wisest and calmest side among us, is struck by a fatal weakness, the water spirit, and the only person left to negotiate is the warlock Aldrich.

“First… let’s start by listening to what you want. “It’s a bit difficult to say what to do right now.”

“Is it really going to happen that way? And what if there’s nothing they want from us here?”

“What about back then? “Maybe we should kidnap someone who seems to know a lot.”

What if negotiations break down? Is it possible? The presence of reinforcements is essential to prevent a major Mute offensive, and if you go back with bare hands just because the other side says no, it will be the end of you.

“…Peace negotiations?”

“no way. Aren’t you an outcast, an outcast? It’s not like we’re going to arrest you and make you do anything bad, we’re just asking you to give us directions. This is actually a good thing? Since we are giving a friend who was kicked out of the elven forest for some crime the opportunity to do great things as an elf, wouldn’t it be similar to correctional labor?”

“No, that’s… a bit humane…”

“There’s no other sharp sword, right?”

“But you mean kidnapping? “It’s so sharp that it’s like cutting into the opponent’s flesh!”

While we were continuing our meaningless war of words, an elf named Idrasil walked towards us from a small house on a tree.

“…Follow me. “The godmother wants to welcome guests.”

“who. “Everyone in the group?”

“okay. He said it was the entire group of warriors. “Including you.”

Idrasil frowned slightly as if he still felt rejected by me. As if he didn’t like the idea of ​​such a dangerous-looking creature approaching his ‘godmother’.

I followed Idrasil up the staircase entwined with trees, and as I squeezed through a tree knot covered by an awning made of vines, a simple room illuminated by warm lighting was revealed.

“A human envoy… You are truly a rare guest.”

“Uh…um…thank you for welcoming me…thank you?”

“Don’t say empty words that don’t exist in your heart. If you see your appearance and think it is truly a welcome, you will reconsider humanity’s barbaric custom of welcoming people. Sit down, warrior sent by the Light’s followers.”

The Great Mother commands Idrasil to release me with a wave of her hand.

I had been planning to come out strong from the beginning, but as soon as I saw her, I immediately took a low stance.

Canelan’s godmother, in a house inside an old tree knot, was lying on the protruding trunk as if she were one body with the tree.

Because her severed arms and legs and the blindfold that seemed to have been removed for a long time made a stronger claim than any words.

What hardships she had to endure after being expelled from the elf forest and coming to the human world. About what thoughts she had.

“Ego. A child blinded by light. “Will you ever tell me that humans and elves can get along well?”

Her one remaining eye was shining as deeply as the years had passed.

….Okay.

Amidst the crackling sounds of fireflies, only the sound of a nervous elf chewing on tree bark was heard quietly.

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fantasy,