Chapter 200 - Inerian (1/2)

Wain walked slowly toward the round table. He was focused and expected that someone might attack him at any moment, but his fears were not justified.

The room was quiet and peaceful. There was only him there.

Wain stared at the revolver and wanted to take it, but when he reached out his hand, a protective barrier appeared around the table, which electrocuted Wain. The discharge force was small, Wain was not injured, but it was a warning.

'Looks like I need to wait.' Thought Wain and sat down at one of the six velvet chairs.

He immediately felt excellent and thought he might fall asleep now.

”This chair is really comfortable...” Wain muttered.

Nothing happened for the next ten minutes. Wain waited and tried to figure out what he was supposed to do.

Wain began to doubt that he was supposed to sit quietly in the chair.

Crackling.

Suddenly the space shook, and there was a loud crackling sound. Wain turned around and saw that cracks had appeared on the left side of the hall, just as they had during the Pearl Hunter invasion.

Wain became alert and prepared to fight.

This was a Purgatory zone, and it was almost impossible to get in.

However, because of Wain's unique path, the spatial envelope became unstable. Because of this, others had the chance to get through here before the barrier was restored.

The crack gradually grew larger, and three people came out of there. Wain was surprised to see them, for they were Elves.

He had only read about them in books before. It was something incredible. They looked exactly like what Black Rabbit had said.

'Hmm, they look like humans, but their skin is smooth and pale, pointy ears and blond hair. They're also quite tall and thin. It's definitely them.' Wain thought to himself.

Two women and one man were among the elves, an enchanting girl walking ahead with a calm gaze. Elves didn't expect to be able to get here suddenly, they were surprised, but they didn't show it.

They didn't notice Wain right away, but only when they approached him.

The girl in front was in charge. She had long blond hair, azure eyes, and an enchanting appearance. She was dressed in a beautiful garment resembling a dress.

The second girl had short white hair and green eyes. She looked confident and a bit daring.

The man, like most elves, had shoulder-length blond hair, green eyes, a lean build, and flawless, smooth skin.

Wain didn't pay any attention to them. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from under his cloak and blew out a puff of smoke after a few seconds. It turned into a roulette image.

”Hey, kid, what the hell are you doing?” The man said menacingly, and the elves stepped aside.

To them, the smell of smoke was unpleasant and even disgusting.

”Ah? I decided to smoke, or do you have something against it?” Wain said grudgingly.

”Of course, I mind. How dare you burn plants that way? Boy, stop it now, and I'll pretend it never happened.”

”What an abomination.” Quietly said the head girl.

”What else can you expect from a low-ranking demon.” The second girl said with a scowl on her face.

”A demon? Keya, you're wrong. It's obvious he's an Inerian. Anyway, it's amazing that a man of that race could get in here.” Said the head girl.

'Demon? Inerian? What are they talking about? Hmm, so demons are considered an ordinary race, not inhabitants of hell, I see... But, who are the Inerian?' Wain pondered.

”Yes, Miss Ayla, absolutely right, there is an unpleasant aura coming from demons. We would sense it right away. He is definitely an Inerian.” Said the man.

”Well done, Elmar.” Said Ayla. ”Wait, if he's an Inerian, then there must be his mistress somewhere.”

'Mistress? What are they talking about? What kind of a mess is this? Are they elves or perverts?' Wain wondered, but he remained silent.

Despite the situation's absurdity, Wain wanted as much information as possible.

Communicating with members of other races was new to him. He had only spoken to Purple Pilgrim before, but that was only a few phrases during combat.

When Ayla said this, her mates grew wary. They looked around as if expecting an attack.

”Don't worry. I'm here alone.” With a shrug Wain said.

”What? An Inerian man alone? Miss Ayla, is that possible? He must be deceiving us.” Said Keya.

Ayla thought for a moment, examined Wain as if he were a commodity, and then nodded confidently.

”Yes, he probably is, but it's very rare. I'm sure by the standards of Inerians, he's incredibly handsome. He has perfect proportions, great muscles and muscles, thick hair, and beautiful eyes. As far as I know, such men have some privileges. But, his mistress made a big mistake in letting him come here alone.” Ayla said calmly.

At that moment, Wain felt a little uncomfortable. He felt like he was being appraised for sale or for a fashion show. Moreover, Ayla said it confidently and clearly, as if it were meant to be.

'I see...' muttered Wain to himself. 'Looks like the Inerian is a race where absolute matriarchy reigns. Hmm, I'll have to avoid meeting them, or I'll be in big trouble.'

From the conversation of the elves, Wain understood how society was arranged among the Inerians. He didn't care who was in charge where.

Wain knew that he was in no position to judge the actions of other races, especially not knowing the details. Matriarchy, patriarchy, or equality didn't matter to him as long as it didn't affect him personally.

But based on Ayla's words, Wain realized that he was like a top model and incredibly handsome for the girls of this race.

This meant that if he accidentally got into the world where the Inerians lived, someone strong would take him over, and then Wain would lose his freedom.

He would not be killed, but he would live in the gilded cage. That didn't suit Wain, and he was glad he found out about the existence of this race now instead of when it would have been too late.

”Boy, what's your name?” Asked Ayla was taking a seat in the velvet chair. Keya and Elmar did the same.