52 52. Stark Ordonung.txt (1/2)

So how would you like to try the elves' food?

At Meena's suggestion, Bal stared at her for a moment, but quickly nodded.

'Good. I'm sure you usually tailor things to me.'

He was not unaware of her concern.

'I'll treat you to an elven meal once in a while. Just don't you need to prepare or make a reservation?

'Yes. If I know the place, I'm sure they'll have no problem entertaining me on short notice now.

She responds to his concerns by telling him not to worry.

But Val has another concern that rears its head.

''I want to take it easy today, not somewhere too formal ......

Sensing how he received the word hospitality, Meena corrected him somewhat quickly.

'When I say hospitality, it's in the category of home cooking. It's just that it's done by someone I know.

'So you're pretty close to Meena if it's okay to go on short notice. Then let's go there. There's also the matter of the Demon Door (Evil Gate).

Hearing her words, Val was ready to get on board.

If the Demon Door was to be opened, the elves' cooperation would be necessary.

Getting to know them before that was not a bad choice.

(Maybe Meena was being clever.)

He feels that.

It's hard to tell, but Meena is quite witty and not really that polite.

The main reason for the misunderstanding within the Empire is the difference in values between the elves and the human race.

She contacted him first via thought call and asked for permission before telling him.

'They say it's no problem. Let's just stay.'

'What?　Now?

Val, as expected, rolled his eyes.

'Are you sure you want me to go out of the blue?　I don't know much about cooking, but I'm sure you've got ingredients and preparation to do, too.

We don't use any ingredients that need to be purchased. It's just a matter of increasing the amount of ingredients we use.

Meena chuckles in response to his question.

He twisted his head to see if that was the case, but he didn't know what elven food was in the first place.

If Meena and the elves say they don't mind, then they should obey.

'Okay then. Please.''

She gave a small nod at Val's words and activated the transference magic.

He used the super advanced technique of transferring himself and someone else at the same time without chanting a spell, but he wasn't surprised now.

The destination of the transference was the entrance to the elven village built on a plain surrounded by lush green tall trees on all sides.

The wooden gate was simply written in Elvish, ”Stark Ordnung”, and two young male elves stood on either side of the gate, guarding it.

With swords strapped to their waists, they seemed to sense the transference and gave me a killing stare.

However, when they saw Meena's figure, they immediately let down their guard.

''This is Vilhemeena-sama. Welcome home.''

It was the kind of vexatious attitude a servant would take to a king and prince.

'A role, a good cause. I've already informed you that I'm bringing a guest. We'll let you through.

Ha!

They bowed deeply, accepting Meena's pompous attitude as a matter of course.

''Both of them are pretty good users. And later, there are about three guards on the high ground as well?''

She grinned as Val whispered as she walked through the gate.

'As expected of Master Bal. You've seen through me.''

She didn't say every single thing because she thought he couldn't be deceived anyway.

It was probably more of a village than an elf's.

Small, wooden houses lined up on either side of the straight, flat road.

The elves outside were dressed in loose, green tones, and there was no apparent difference between the genders.

They all look dubiously at Val, and their gaze turns to one of respect and trust when they see Meena.