361 Thin Dwarves at Rocket Mountain (2/2)

Zero peeked from behind Truen and walked over to the arrogant innkeeper. ”I'm sorry about that. My brother has a short temper. I believe there must be some kind of misunderstanding. We're not elves from Altear, we have no feud with the dwarves. Why are you discriminating against us because of our appearance?”

The innkeeper paused when he heard a young girl's voice. Moreover, the girl was claiming to not be an elf from Altear. Unlike her brother, the lady appeared to be more reasonable to talk to and didn't have any arrogance that those long-ears possessed. She was humble, had good manners and was intelligent. The innkeeper scrutinised Zero from head to toe and frowned.

”What are you doing here in Rocket Mountain if you're not from Altear to cause trouble? Also, aren't you a little too young to be travelling even if you're with your brother? He looks like a twig that will bend over and snap easily.”

Zero smiled charmingly and many men who were watching the show blushed. Even the innkeeper wasn't entirely unaffected.

”We've been travelling for a long time so we don't stay at any one place for long. My brother and I passed by Magnus Hilda and we have some errands in Rocket Mountain. Here, this is a letter of recommendation from Queen Rosalind to verify our identities. We're here to look for a master sculptor and definitely not here to cause trouble.”

The innkeeper was stunned when he heard that the two elves he was rude to are envoys from Magnus Hilda. He fell out of his chair and apologised profusely for his earlier treatment. Many of the guests lingering around the inn's lobby were equally stunned. Nobody heard from the giants for years ever since they were infected by the plague so many of them were curious to know what the situation was like.

”I humbly apologise! You were right, miss. I shouldn't have been too hasty to judge. Please forgive me for not treating the envoys from Magnus Hilda with more respect. The room will be on me for the rest of your stay until you have completed your errands. May I know if the giants are alright? Is the plague still putting them into a coma?”

Truen's anger simmered when he saw how easily Zero dealt with the troublesome situation. Not only was Zero able to smoothen out the tension and clarify the misunderstanding. He was able to buy their trust and respect on top of securing their accommodation at no cost. Such a move can only be done by the master and Truen didn't know what Zero had to go through to learn such tricks. He must have suffered greatly during the two years that they were training.

Zero smiled. ”The giants are fine for now, they are slowly recovering. My brother and I have seen it with our eyes. However, to fully recover and prevent future plague, we need the help of a master craftsman.”

The innkeeper nodded. ”That's good news... the giants have been great friends of ours but it sucks that there was nothing we could do for them in their time of need. Why don't I show both of you your room for the night and we can discuss the other things later?”

Zero agreed and followed as the innkeeper led the way upstairs. The moment they disappeared from sight, the guests in the inn's lobby started to chatter excitedly. There were envoys from Magnus Hilda staying at the inn. Something big was going to happen in Rocket Mountain.