Chapter 206: A Day of Rest (part Five and A Half) (2/2)

It was the young elf from before, who was gingerly standing between an alley just a few feet away from the square where the feast was held, seemingly afraid to approach.

“Look, the first elf who would come forward is already here. That’s why I’m convinced the bridge would eventually be made.” Marni grinned at Ivan, biting off whatever pieces were left of the meat he was holding and approached the young elf.

“Hey, so you’ve come.” He quickly greeted the young elf who was about to run out of instincts. “Perfect timing, though, our feast is about to get very interesting.”

“Very interesting?” The young elf tilted his head as he looked at the Players in the square.

At some point, the fireworks competition had escalated to a fireworks battle. All the Players were now taking up the alchemist apprentices’ crude fireworks and firing them in every direction.

There was only chaos.

“Burning people with those weird flames is interesting?” The young elf asked, confused.

“Ahem. It’s just a little interlude.” Marni’s smile stiffened, but his years as a merchant kept him from showing too much emotion.

But before he could come up with something to distract the young elf, the Players were suddenly cheering loudly.

They all turned by instinct towards the commotion to find a Holy Lancer riding a condor, having wrapped a bunch of fireworks around himself like a suicide bomber and shooting for the skies.

In the next split second, that Player cried out.

“I’m blowing up!”

He then crashed into the wood elves’ barrier into the most dazzling blast of fireworks of the day!

Not only were the Players watching unsurprised, they were all cheering and applauding instead at the bits and pieces dropping from the skies, giving thumbs up and shouting ‘awesome’!

Watching from a corner, Marni thought that these people would be suspicious and highly dangerous terrorists if he wasn’t privy to the inner workings of the Church of Games.

Let alone the wood elves.

He immediately felt that the young elf’s stare become stinging.

The young elf’s curved eyes narrowed into a deadly glare even as he asked with a very suspicious tone. “…Interesting?”

“There’s always that one weird fellow trying to get attention and please the crowd with some crazy antics.” Marni cleared his throat and explained a little raggedly. “And, well, we should respect their… hobbies…”

‘This isn’t good. It looks like the bridge of friendship between human and wood elves is about to collapse.’