leonardwarren Chapter 141: Elf Festival! (4)
Chapter 141: Elf Festival! (4)
Chapter 141: Elf Festival! (4)
Rosemary said that she wasn’t an aristocrat from the old times and didn’t see the need to act so lavishly....
But the scenery inside the banquet hall was more luxurious than anything I had seen in Pangrave.
Instead of ordinary lighting, the high ceiling was adorned with all sorts of magical lights resembling the sun.
The floor was covered with soft earth, and trees grew all around, making the walls invisible.
Somehow, a small river was flowing indoors, and among the trees, small animals wandered around, each making their own sounds.
It was like being in a forest. Specifically, a scene reminiscent of the vast forest on the first floor of the Labyrinth, with the banquet in full swing.
How should I put it? It was probably something like a celebration of elves you’d find in an old tale?
It’s obvious, but all of this was being maintained by various kinds of magic and some unknown techniques.
In other words, an enormous amount of gold was being consumed in real time.@@@@
Although the elves are so money-obsessed, I couldn’t help but admire how flamboyantly they spend when they do.
The gazes of the attendees at the banquet suddenly poured onto this side as the door swung open.
Half of them wore suit-like outfits like mine, while the other half were guests dressed in traditional elven attire.
They stared at me and behind me in shock.
“Hu...man?”
“What a dreadful...!”
“This was supposed to be a celebration for Miss Rosemary...huh? Why is Miss Rosemary over there??”
All eyes were focused on me, and the hostility made my face sting.
I can understand. There were two perverted small chested elves who were breathing roughly with their mouths gagged, two high-level adventurers guarding this side like bodyguards, and someone timidly following from the back like a subordinate – when you see the protagonist of this feast, everyone would have the same reaction.
Hmm hmm. Just perfect.
I chuckled, raising the corners of my mouth and leisurely looked around.
Hostility and caution are truly heartbreaking things, but the attention that naturally falls without doing anything is delightful.
We can save the effort of going around and asking one by one, can’t we?
“Ahem. How wonderful it would be if I could meet good people through good things on such a good day. But the truth is, today is not a good day nor are there good things. Instead, from now on, we can decide whether I am a good person to you, and whether you are a good person to me.”
“Ha! Suddenly attacking and acting like I don’t know what you’re talking about. This is a space that only those who have received an invitation can attend. Uninvited guests should just scram!”
As soon as I spoke, a response returned. When I directed my gaze toward the direction of the voice, there stood an androgynous elf with a tall stature.
Surely the voice was male, but it was difficult to distinguish gender by appearance.
Even in a world where the genders are reversed, it doesn’t mean that all men would dress like gay men wearing women’s clothes.
At most, they pay a bit more attention to their appearance, wear slightly heavier makeup, occasionally throw tantrums at women, and have slightly more feminine speech patterns.
Of course, to my eyes, that alone looks bizarre...but since I also swing around other women in that way, I haven’t said anything about it.
However, if I hadn’t heard his voice, it would have been difficult to distinguish whether the person in front of me was male or female.
It could be because of their distinctly refined elvish features, or perhaps due to their physique that makes muscle building difficult, or simply because there are so many slender women.
Maybe it’s because it reminded me of the time when I liked someone, thinking they were a female character, only to find out later they were a male jerk.
In that instant, the fine hairs all over my body stood on end, and before I knew it, I had inadvertently clicked my tongue in a look of genuine contempt.
“Tsk.”
“H, how rude...!”
The guy glared with a reddened face. Rosemary, who had been only sighing from behind, whispered softly.
“He is the youngest son of the Kaelo Trading Company. His family has a strong hold on potion distribution, so perhaps it’s best to be a bit cautious.”
“The advice is appreciated, but who I need to be cautious of is someone I decide myself... I think I made a bit of a mistake just now.”
Whether I vent my anger at that bastard, just endure it quietly, or suppress him with force, it would all have been within my calculations.
But I probably didn’t expect to suddenly charm everyone in this place...!
Since I’ve seized the momentum in an instant, I must swing it to the end without foolishly letting it slip.
The downfall technique I often used with Lydia.
Even if I lost everything, I hold my back straight as someone who hasn’t lost their grace and pride.
I proudly puff my chest out, slightly raise my chin, and pour a spoonful of arrogance into my eyes.
Benny, Lemon, and Apple, who had never experienced the atmosphere that had been unveiled from the Avatar of Love and the noble aura, went rigid.
Pat pat.
As I moved my body, it was as if they had just regained their senses and hurriedly followed.
I stood at the forefront as if to lead them and walked proudly.
The elves in front of me hesitated and stepped back, naturally forming a single path.
At the end of our walk, we arrived at a place with a distinctly higher elevation than the rest of the banquet hall.
To be precise, it was a magnificent chair placed atop the elevation.
A seat that, to anyone’s eye, clearly appeared as the prime seat. However, no one attempted to sit there.
Although retired now, it is a seat symbolizing Eve, the eternal queen of the elves.
Routinely, an empty prime seat is prepared for every event, and no one except Eve can sit here.
Everyone holds their breath and watches my next move. Probably, even if I just sit on the chair here, no one would restrain me.
However, I won’t do that.
I didn’t come here to become a reckless usurper, but to assert my rightful rights.
Looking at the chair, I unleashed another Power.
Pa-aat-!
Before I knew it, a crown made of thorny branches was placed on my head. At the same time, my perception widened and a sense of omnipotence began to rise.
The Power that once symbolized the elven royalty has revealed itself once again.
“Ba, Basilieus?”
“Does it mean that the World Tree’s power still remains?”
“Wait! Now that I think about it, that boy. The Queen’s rumored...”
I ignored the murmurs coming from behind and lightly stepped onto the platform. At the same time, I summoned Basilieus’s power.
Ubrrr-
The trees planted to decorate the banquet hall like a forest respond with a deep resonance.
The roots and branches of the surrounding trees begin to intertwine, forming the shape of a gigantic tree centered around the high throne’s chair.
Although it has become much smaller, its shape closely resembles the World Tree.
The high throne is half-buried in the World Tree, becoming one with it. No, it has sat upon the throne.
Then, crossing one leg and resting my chin on it, I looked down over the entire banquet hall.
Half of the elves had stunned expressions. The other half were so astonished they could hardly breathe.
Amidst the silent shock, I spoke again.
“I’ll say it once more. I hope that both you and I can be good to each other.”
Unlike before, there was not a single mocking expression. Raising one corner of my mouth, I continued.
“So, while I’m speaking kindly, please tell me. Where is Miss Eve?”