Chapter 72 – The Elf Princess’ Wrong Choice (2)
Royer looked sullen for a moment when he was told to come out.
No matter how dear a subject you are, isn’t this the same as an order from a priest?
It was a moment when I was about to yell.
“······Eh, it’s an elf. The elves of the forest have come to visit.”
“An elf?”
Royer’s expression softened when he heard the word elf.
First of all, it didn’t matter why the elf came here.
The fact that I came was more important than the reason.
“Elf…, Elf.”
Elves basically have stronger bodies than humans. Perhaps she might be the perfect slave for someone who enjoys torturing others like herself.
They didn’t look much different from humans, but most of them boasted an appearance that was much better than humans.
In a word, it meant the optimal slave.
“Let’s go out first.”
I don’t know which elf came, but it was an opportunity to rescue a pretty decent slave.
I had no intention of missing the opportunity to see it with my own eyes. Royer stood up from the chair and immediately followed her servant.
“Where is the elf?”
“We are currently at the main gate of the castle. The guard reported that a carriage we had never seen before had arrived.”
“Wagon?”
The fact that they came in a carriage meant that they were not ordinary elves. There were only a few elves who would come to human land on a carriage.
‘Maybe it will be more enjoyable.’
I walked towards the front door with high expectations.
Many people were already gathered at the front gate. This was because most of the people of the capital gathered because it was an opportunity to see elves, precious beings that are difficult to see in one’s life.
“There are a lot of people.”
“Isn’t it a valuable sight?”
“It’s not wrong to say it’s something to see.”
Those words would soon become reality. For whatever reason, no matter what method was used, that elf would be reduced to slavery and made a spectacle.
Royer intended to do so by risking his name and position.
When Emperor Royer appeared, the numerous people gathered at the main gate scattered.
The position of emperor was such a position. It’s a scary place to face.
He was in a position where he had to worry that if he made a mistake, he might lose his head.
“Your Majesty.”
Starting with someone shouting, everyone gathered lowered their heads.
It wasn’t Royer’s intended action, but it was the intimidating feeling of being the emperor.
Of course, Royer nodded his head as if he was used to it.
His eyes had been on the carriage ever since.
“I tell you to come out. I came myself.”
Since the emperor came in person, the other party had to show the same courtesy.
The guard immediately spoke to the elf soldier sitting outside the carriage.
“Call the person you brought with you. Our emperor has died.”
At the word emperor, the elf soldier looked directly into the eyes for a moment.
“How dare you look at His Majesty the Emperor like that!”
There was an intense gaze in the elf soldier’s eyes. If the emperor became angry, they had to take full responsibility.
Of course, I had no choice but to react sensitively.
Only then did the elf soldier realize that he had made a mistake and lowered his gaze.
Fortunately, Royer didn’t seem to care too much.
His eyes were still focused on the carriage.
‘Come out now. Elf.’
Eventually, the carriage door opened. The sight of the elf walking out of it was enough to move Royer’s heart.
The outfit looked simple yet boasted a monotonous pattern, and the appearance supported it.
Neatly grown hair, dazzling blonde hair, and even blue eyes.
Everything seemed like the utopia Royer had always dreamed of.
Moreover, the overall body balance looked very good.
“The princess is coming out.”
“Was she a princess?”
It seemed like he had never imagined that the princess of the elves would come here in person.
Moreover, she couldn’t hide her surprise when she saw the male elf coming out next to her.
‘Hmm, that sounds pretty fun, huh?’
There were few people who could ride in a carriage like the elf princess.
Either a really close guard, a family member, or a husband.
Considering that he was male, there was no possibility that he was a bodyguard. If so, it meant at least family or a husband.
“Thank you, Oberon.”
Lastly, judging from the elf princess’s words, they were not family.
Judging from the way honey dripped from their eyes, at least they were lovers or a married couple.
It was as if those who could truly be called the best slaves had come rolling in on their own.
A natural smile appeared on Royer’s lips.
***
“You had a hard time coming this long way. I am Roy, the emperor of Aman.”
“I am Natasha, princess of the Elven Kingdom. This is my husband, Lord Oberon.”
The correct answer was her husband. That meant that they were a married couple, and that Royer would be taking in as slaves an elf couple that was difficult to find anywhere, especially a princess couple.
“I don’t know how we ended up in the land of humans, but let’s go in and have a meal to discuss the details.”
As the emperor came out in a serious manner, Natasha also nodded her head.
Natasha walked into her imperial palace while holding Oberon’s hand.
Unlike the relatively monotonous home of the elves, the imperial palace was at the peak of splendor.
The golden ornaments and wooden furniture placed here and there showed off enough grandeur to overwhelm Natasha and Oberon’s gaze.
‘······It’s gorgeous.’
It seemed like a space designed to completely overwhelm the hearts of those who entered.
“The meal will be ready soon. You wouldn’t say elves can’t eat meat, right?”
“Ah… It’s okay. Hundreds of years have passed since that custom disappeared.”
“That’s right. In my case, I was a vegetarian when I was very young, but now I enjoy eating meat.”
“I see. I’m glad.”
Royer smiled at Natasha’s answer.
“Luckily, I can eat the food without any problems…”
“Huh? What did you just say?”
“No. I was just saying that dinner would be served soon.”
It felt like she heard something strange, but Natasha just dismissed it as an illusion.
After a while, enough food came out one after another, filling the table so much that my upper legs broke.
“······Isn’t this too much?”
“That’s right. We just…”
Since I had come to borrow troops, I had no choice but to put down my pride and come in a low-key manner.
However, it was really difficult to say anything when I was treated so warmly.
“I can’t believe it’s too much. In our lifetime, precious beings have come to visit us, even if we only saw them once. This is just a very light treatment.”
“······I understand.”
“More than that, could you tell me how you came all this far?”
Royer asked as he cut the meat in a familiar manner. There was an unknown composure and mockery hidden somewhere in his smile.
Natasha felt anxious in a corner of her heart.
What happens if she fails to borrow her troops?
What is the future of the elves?
Maybe…
This was the time when this anxiety gradually engulfed her body. Her husband Oberon asked Loyer.
“Now the elves are at war with the orcs.”
“Wow, that’s something I didn’t know about.”
“For that reason, I would like to receive help from humans. I remember that humans also received help from us elves in the past. This time, it is your turn to repay the favor.”
Royer could barely keep the corners of her mouth from raising as she listened to Oberon.
It was already hundreds of years ago that humans received help from elves.
The people who received help back then were not themselves. They were not their ancestors; they were just one of the ancestors of another nation that had already perished.
They were demanding that they repay a favor just because they were fellow human beings for something that had nothing to do with them.
‘······Funny. They’re like idiots who don’t really know anything about human society.’
If you had any understanding of human society, you would have known how ridiculous their demands were.
No one wants to repay the help they received from someone else. It was a very simple yet obvious fact.
But for now, I had to let them think like they were the boss and the winner.
Originally, when a bird flying high falls, it falls more painfully.
An elf with such a high arrogance was bound to break something when he fell.
That was exactly what Royer wanted.
The most painful fall, suffering horribly and crying in the end.
It was a side that no woman had ever shown to him.
To do that, a perfect slave named Natasha and an audience called her husband were needed.
The audience will enjoy watching her wife slowly fall into despair.
“Okay. We’ll finish talking about the military after dinner.”
Their expressions brightened at Royer’s answer.
