Chapter 383 (1/2)
Chapter 383: The Style is Wrong
Translator: imperfectluck Editor: Pranav
I was calm when the Dark Elf Beck pleaded forhi a tad excited about it
“I’ve finally, finally met with a proper plot! I, Roland Mist, finally havethe da the evil slavers! Could it be that the style of this story is changing? I can noalk the path of the hare was just as I presuhter was captured by so—it would typically be followed by defeating the slavers and then defeating the person behind the scenes Perhaps I would even be able to obtain some new former slave servants ould have their loyalties toand overused plot type, it was a just, proper one
“No, this is obviously the wrong style for this story I should think more into this”
What if she was deeply in love with some man? What if she decided to attempt to surpass all family and racial boundaries to reach for her love? That would be just like a Korean or japanese television draht the eye of some forceful prince or prideful CEO? That would be a typical fe for royal authority after that, then it would become the recently populara wrong turn
“My oldest daughter is naht then, a sixty-seven-year-old eldest daughter? It would be a little old for her to be the main character of atoooutside, so she was captured by Bardi’s security forces? Actually, I heard that public dancing teams also have love-hate relationshi+ps and plenty of politicking and grudges, along with love rivalries and triangle relationshi+ps even for the elderly… Cough — cough —I should be a little more serious and listen to Beck’s story [1] 1
Reality would forever be stranger than fiction That was because reality didn’t need to follow logic and reason There were soa noruess at a weirdo’s behavior would be nothingher, I was already certain that this Half Elf na that Yolanda, a Half Elf who’s worth old coins on the market, actually went to join so rich? She doesn’t know that her Dark Elf blood will make everyone suspect her? Perhaps they’ll even sell her directly to the slave traders Slave trading is legal in the Bardi Ehest priced, bestselling products On average, they’re sold for old coins, and there’s plenty of de this out loud, all the Dark Elves present looked at e step backwards and looked at ht then, I apparently accidentally exposed soht in the past and considered buying a Dark Elf slave to “treat” myself It wasn’t because I had desires of a certain type; it was just that since I didn’t have anyfelt quite eany subordinates to help , I would have to wash ot tattered, I would have to mend them myself I even had to heat my own shoater This was the daily life of a powerful individual like e the world
What was so special about a hero or a legendary individual? Were heroes exeendary individuals wouldn’t have to sharpen their weapons or fix their clothing? …I suddenly felt like I missed my previous life in jail At the very least, back then I didn’t have to worry every day about whether I would eat some black bread dipped in milk or drink some milk with black bread cru it It was iant feasts when outside Milk and bread forever remained as the main staple foods in this world But it just happened to be that I liked neither, which only s worse for me
Yep, I admit it—I was no resolute revolutionary who believed in no class syste of this feudal society… who says I’m a maid lover? I do love maids; what of it! Calla maid lover! At the very least, I pay the an elf maid, wasn’t that simply because humans were too weak and had such short lifespans? I could use an elf for several hundred years— cough —”use” here only hts
What, you’re saying I could use the silly cat? I had to prepare ot even once, she would declare to everyone that I was a cat abuser I was even beginning to suspect as the e, especially with the Town Security elves ere treating ed to realize this dream of mine, and this was true even if I happened to be in a country where slave trade was legal Originally, I had thought that this was a proper plot, where I could defeat a slave trader and openly obtain a loyal elfthat this story was so strange
Of course, Beck didn’t know any of this He was sihter
“Yolanda felt like she could conceal her identity”
“In suuised herself and joined a certain prince’s assassin tea If it weren’t for the fact that she failed the servant girl exairl, instead?”
The Dark Elf Beck felt quite helpless about his ridiculous oldest daughter There were sos he found too aard to tell Roland, such as how Yolanda used to be quite normal when she was in the mountains But once she came to the Bardi capital, she becaht stories, and would refuse to work or even go outside She would daydrea the eye of some forceful prince… and finally, when she finally went outside, it was to chase after her “true love”
In fact, when Beck had tried to stop her fro these lines, probably fro revealed:
“You’re worriedwill happen! I’m the main character favored by the heavens Just like in the stories, all danger will be transformed into opportunities And if my identity is revealed, that’s the time when I’ll meet the prince who’s destined to be hter be a little h —I really want a h the contents of the sighs were quite different, we synchronized in our frustrations, which helped ih I didn’t understand why Beck had such a complex expression, I pretty much felt like I understood Beck’s worries and helplessness Naughty children were common to just about any faerous No wonder Beck requested for me to save her
Probably everyone in the Bardi capital had learned by now that Prince Mills had been assassinated by a Dark Elf It would only be natural that they would search the entire city If Yolanda was discovered to be a Dark Elf, she would instantly be in danger And if Yolanda discovered that her father and younger sister were involved in the incident, sheas well If her identity was exposed, that would be the end of her
“This is the address she left me It’s probably iive her a e—no—please take her out of the city, noto leave or not This city will only becoerous in the future, especially to Dark Elves like us”
This was simply a small matter I could do on the way, so ould I refuse?
“As expected of the roranddaughter”
Seeing how the atmosphere was so aard, I cracked a joke as I accepted the paper with the address written down Beck had a bitter shter Ria, who had just bit down on o, suddenly opened her mouth
“Impossible! We sisters will never take a hu this
“Little one, don’t hate all huood humans and bad humans There are evil bastards ant to kill you, but aren’t there also people ill save you? At least, I’irl nodded in half understanding or simply countered with “all humans are evil,” that would have been normal However, she…
“Are you an idiot? What does this have to do hether huood or evil?”
Ria rolled her eyes at reatly resembled the way Harloys would often look at me…
Only now did I recall that Half Elves were faroas slow as they were elves, but their souls would htly slower than huirl probably possessed an adult’s knowledge and personality Perhaps that sixty-seven-year-old elder daughter as addicted to knight stories also had a physical appearance which wasn’t yet an adult
“Ordinary hu Such a roedy froh to start one?”
As she said this, Ria had an expression filled with anger as she glared at her father
“Ever since Mother had a face filled rinkles as she stayed together with Father while he looked so young, I started feeling like this would be an incorrect choice The day Mother passed away ten years ago, I swore I would never find a human to be my future partner Only my ridiculous sister would be so foolish and naïve! When she comes back, I’ll make sure to properly teach her a lesson!”
Her father Beck had an expression filled with helplessness and regret when faced with his younger daughter’s anger In his opinion, it was enough for him to have spent an entire huhters, watching their hue was difficult
I suddenly thought of another question However…
“Then you already have an adult mind So why did you bite me like that?”
“I hate more than anyone else those who treat me like a little child, especially someone like you who’s obviously an idiot”