The Griffin Forest, where the Holy Wood Elves of the warring clans with Elisis live, has a history that goes back thousands of years.
As one of the main lines of elves, there is no doubt about the strength of the Holy Wood Elves, and as the extreme southern city of the continent, Elisis is also often a concentration of human powerhouses, the two can be considered comparable.
As the last human city-state, the natives of Elisis have been hostile to all non-human races since ancient times, and even in the modern era of forced peace demanded by the Federation, this hostility remains unchanged.
Moreover, they believe that people outside Elisis have been in contact with the Fae for a long time, forgetting the blood feud they once had, and also incidentally despise the outsiders.
By them here, I mean the nobles of Elisis who once made a considerable war effort in the war.
Among the lower status civilians, this view is quietly changing.
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"Uh, so, you are not from Griffin Forest?"
Sicya's mouth twitched as he looked at Emile
"Well, we're both travelers."
"......"
"What a great story to hear! Thank you."
Sicya's hand shook twice, then clutched his forehead in tears.
Fake to set out the aboriginal words, and then a big grin to say that they actually do not know anything, and has absolutely nothing to do with this matter, and still in the gain to thank others.
Only Emile would do such a thing ......
"Ah ...... ha," Sicya took a deep breath, "in that case, you should be staying here for a while, right?"
"Well," I covered Emile's mouth to keep her from saying anything more irritating, "we're going to be here for a while to recuperate."
"Then," Sicya gathered herself and once again returned to her original gentle attitude, "I'd like to ask you guys to do me a favor ......"
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"If you guys really want to stay here, go to Shia's Blood."
The Young Lord of the City gave us a final piece of advice.
"Speaking of which," Emile tossed up the bag that Sicya had asked to give us, "what's in it?"
"What are you pretending for when you've already looked at it completely with your see-through skill ......"
"Yah~ Molly Ann sweetheart knows me so well!"
"......"
We left the store and walked down the noisy street of Elisis.
Although the discrimination here is very serious, it is also indeed a rather prosperous city.
It's no wonder that many Fae come here to make a living despite this kind of pressure.
The streets were filled with vendors hawking their wares at market time.
"Nah nah," she tugged on my coat, "that looks delicious!"
"So how much have you eaten ......"
"Go, go, go! Lord Emile has plenty of money ......"
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Inside the store just now -
"That, store manager, I ......"
"You don't have to care, it's just a little money."
"Uh, that," Sicya pulled the sword, which just looked expensive, out of his waist and staked it on the counter, "I'll stake it here for now, and I'll redeem it tomorrow."
"Then ...... that's fine."
"...... Thank you very much."
