Chapter 217 - Episode Twelve - High Elf Sorcerer, Devin (5)
“You are …… a high elf?”
I said this with my wand in tow, pointing it at the elf.
High elves are famous for their terrifyingly high magical power and their arrogant nature.
I’m not sure how many times I’ve seen them, though, as they rarely come down to earth.
“Hmm? Norcs has a strange cry, doesn’t it? It looks like I’ve been called “you”. How dare a mere norcs call me something like that, fufufu. You’re funny.”
He hides his mouth with his long fingers and smiles deliberately.
It’s even more refreshing to be made fun of this much.
“Me-, Mea and Abel are not norcs! Abel is a Marren and Mea is a Doom!”
As expected, Mea was also angry at the elf’s argument and complained to the elf.
When the elf glared at her, her body shook for a moment and then stepped forward to protect me.
It’s the opposite, opposite! If you’re afraid, you can back off!
“Marren! Oh, that Marren! You guys are like that, right? You call yourself a high elf on earth or something, right? That’s funny.”
Sure, there are such names, but they are not self-described.
It’s just an alias.
But to bring it up to this guy here and now is terribly infuriating.
“…………”
Mea tried to silently move her hand to the quiver after seeing my expression, but I gently blocked it with my hand.
“…… Don’t do that.”
When I whisper, Mea replies in a hushed voice.
“B-But he’s making fun of Abel’s tribe, you know? Are you sure?”
“Let it be said. It’s not like it’s going to hurt me by bad-mouthing.”
“…… It’s in these situations that Abel is rather mature.”
Hearing my cessation, Mea let her hand down.
Don’t get emotional.
It’s obvious that they’re trying to pick a fight, but if you come out of it with a low profile, you will be able to pass them off properly.
This elf can control a stone doll that can kick out a bunch of C-class magic beasts.
This is not just a small fry. In terms of sorcerers, he’s a few steps ahead of Icarus and Ebelheid.
And right now, I’m tired.
I don’t want to come here and start an unnecessary fight, and if I speak back carelessly, the longer I’m going to have to talk to this obnoxious elf.
This is the place to hold on and endure it.
“Oh, so you fight with that wooden doll. Fufufu, did you know? I heard that Marren was defeated by the High Elves in a war a long time ago, when they were defeated by geological forces, and then he forcibly converted the wooden dolls he used for rituals into weapons, and started to stop the power struggle and start fighting in an unexpected way. Isn’t that kind of uncool? It means that you’ve accepted that you can’t win in a purely magical fight. You started doing nothing but fighting makeshift battles. So you’re still using that surprise toy as a weapon.”
“What?”
As expected, I lost my patience.
“What may have been a long time ago for you guys is just a funny story about your grandfather to us. You don’t even know how long you’ve been using it. It’s sad to see a short-lived species.”
“So you didn’t hear from your grandfather? I heard that you were badly injured by the surprise toy and run back. That’s what happened to the buried stone doll over there with my surprise toy, according to you.”
The eyelids of the elf’s bright red eyes twitched nervously.
“You know a lot about the Marren tribe for someone who talks about Norcs. You actually noticed it at first sight, didn’t you? It’s embarrassing to be too conscious of it, so let’s just call it norcs for now ……”
Mea pecked me on the back.
“Um…… I thought you said just go through with it ……”
With a thud, the elf thrust his staff into the ground.
Mea’s shoulders jerked up and down in response to the sound.
“It’s easy for the Norcs to prove themselves insignificant to us High Elves. It would be easy for me to burn you to death right here and now, dismember you, or freeze you to death. The only hassle is that there are so many ways to do it that it’s hard to choose which one to use.”
His tone is eerily flat, but there’s a quiet killing intent to it.
“Fortunately for you, though, I’m a very, very proud member of my race. I’m going to give the profane and short-lived Norcs a chance. You know, if you claim to have sunk my Stone Servant with that toy, that’s easy. Let’s see who can hunt more monsters, my Stone Servant or the toy. You’re not going to say that you can’t, are you?”
“………… So, what does that mean if you win?”
“I’m a nice guy. Let’s see, if I win, I’ll let you guys choose the way you want to die. But you don’t have to worry about it. If you guys win, I’m going to back down with an open mind.”
He smiles again, hiding his mouth, and then opens his left red eye and looks into mine.
“I’ve got to kill the Norcs who stand up against me, but even if I do, I have to teach him a lesson first. The difference between the races, the disparity. Thank goodness, if I wasn’t a proud one, you would be dead without this kind of reprieve.”
“…… If, hypothetically, I win, can I give you the terms?”
“Fu, fufufu! Nice, I don’t like bossy, naive, or stupid, but as prey, you’re great. Fine, you can say whatever you want. If you can beat me, I will reward you. I am the most powerful sorcerer of all the High Elves. If I lose to a mere Norcs, I will never again set foot in the land of Alfheim, the sky country. I’m willing to give you my life, or anything else you want. The sky country of Alfheim is rich in resources. Magic stone? Money? I’ll make sure you Norcs has enough money to live and play with for the rest of his life. Our grimoire is alright too. The Norcs’ mundane folk want it badly enough, don’t they? Anything you want to say is free. Now, go ahead and say it.”
“Well, ……, if I’m presented with so many things, I’m in trouble. Hmmm …… please one moment.”
I took off my shoes and poked the bottom of them at the elf.
“Yeah?”
“Lick.”
“…… Eh?”
“When I win, then lick the bottom of my shoes.”
“…… really, you really seem to have a lot of courage.”
The elf’s forehead wrinkled as his red eyes widened and his eyelids twitched.
“F-For Abel give up money and grimoire ……”
“This one really annoyed me a little bit.”
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