I Have Transferred to the Worst Labyrinth in Another World - Chapter 143
143 – Elves and Dark Elves – 8
Time passed before I knew it, and the morning was bright.
Early in the morning, Emilia, who received her word from her lady-in-waiting, came to my room.
“You’re back.”
“Oh, did it take a while?”
“Not a little. She honestly thought she wouldn’t be back in a week.”
“I tend to keep my promises.”
With one day left before the all-out attack on the Dark Elves stronghold, the World Tree was in great turmoil to prepare for it.
If it had been another kingdom, rumors would have spread that they were preparing for war right away, but since the Elf Country had built a royal palace inside the World Tree, they were able to prepare the work in top secrecy.
“Then can you join the meeting in three hours? Including her mother, the saintess and her escort knights will also participate.”
“…..Umm…”
At that moment, the image of the saintess I met at dawn flashed through my mind, but it doesn’t matter, right?
Could you pretend to know me in public?
“Okay.”
In the end, that’s how I decided to attend the meeting.
***
Three hours later.
I followed Emilia to her conference room.
In the meeting room, several elven leaders and Queen Bianca were already talking in a serious atmosphere.
Looking at the fact that the human race is not visible, it seems that the Holy Nation has not yet arrived.
“You came with a VIP.”
“Yes, I invited them to attend because they will play an important role in this plan. If there is any problem, I will take responsibility.”
“It’s okay. What do you mean by taking responsibility for something like that?”
Bianca gave Emilia a light hug with a bright smile.
From the outside, they’re like real parents, but actually they’re adopted… I’m still a little hesitant.
“Then, can only the saintess come?”
“You have to smile brightly. Otherwise, the escort knights will be noisy again.”
“Annoying things….Thank you for helping me, but it’s really true that you openly show your insides…”
As soon as the story of her saint came out, Bianca frowned and opened her mouth openly in disapproval.
Isn’t it normal for saints to be divine, kind, or something like that? Apart from Veronica, seeing that she hates even Bianca, the queen of the elves… Is it really a pseudo-feeling? Whether you’re a fanatic…
It seems to be true that it should be avoided as much as possible anyway.
“Saint Cecilia and her escorts are entering!”
At that moment, a sound came from outside the conference room door, and the door slowly opened.
Then the fragrant lavender scent wafted in and the image of Saint Cecilia, a beautiful woman with impressive silver hair, came into my eyes.
Behind her, Cecilia stood in her silence as her four knights, clad in white full-plate armor, escorted her.
I couldn’t see her face because of her armor, but it seemed like a Berserker-type warrior similar to Mars, with a large body.
“……Umm…”
As soon as Cecilia entered the meeting room, she glanced at my face and showed a meaningful smile.
“…Saint, was the night all right?”
Bianca showed a bright smile as if she had never talked behind her back, and she greeted Cecilia. After all, it’s clear that Bianca resembles her dad, Isaac.
“It’s okay. There was also a good relationship… I really liked it.”
“It’s meant to be… Then it’s fortunate.”
Bianca noticed that Cecilia’s eyes were fixed on me, and she twitched her eyebrows in discomfort.
However, as if she had never done that before, she immediately smiled and continued talking to Cecilia.
“For the holy country to send that famous saintess for our elves country… I have to thank the Pope for this.”
“…Of course, the Holy Nation and the Elven Nation are allies.”
At first glance, it sounds like a simple friendly conversation, but Bianca’s words were prickly.
First of all, the expression of ‘sending’ her saintess was a remark that looked down on Cecilia, and not adding ‘his majesty’ to her pope was also an expression that the pope was below herself.
Cecilia also felt the rudeness of her Bianca’s remarks, and her face began to harden in an instant.
As expected, maybe it’s because he’s young, he’s not good at changing his expression. Compared to the still-smiling Bianca, Cecilia was always wearing a cold expression, which was not appropriate for her public appearance.
“Are you sick somewhere, saint? Her expression is not very good.”
“…No. For a moment, bad memories came to mind…”
“Is that so? Good luck then.”
Cecilia took her seat in the conference room with her eyes narrowed. Except for the seats for Bianca, her queen, everything was in a round table format, so there was no blushing at each other over seating.
“Then let’s start the meeting.”
After she confirmed that everyone was seated, Bianca started her meeting with a satisfied smile.
“The reason for convening this meeting, as everyone knows, is to subdue the rebels. The Dark Elves are all elite, but the troops themselves are far from lacking. So it will be difficult to prepare for this raid.”
“…What if there is a spy?”
“It can’t be. My assertion.”
Bianca put on a determined expression.
Basically, only those who have permission from Emilia and Bianca can enter the World Tree. Thanks to this, the palace of the elves did not have the concept of a maid, and only high-class personnel with high education and clear beliefs could work in the palace.
That’s why the defense against spies was more perfect than any other kingdom, and above all, this rebellion is a problem between dark elves and pureblood elves.
“What we need to worry about right now is if the Dark Elves’ strength is stronger than expected. However, there is no need to worry as there are troops and honored guests from the Holy Nation.”
“…If you are a VIP, are you talking about that man?”
“Yes.”
In an instant, all eyes in the conference room turned to me.
I just wanted to keep quiet, but why are you messing around? It’s an elusive thing to get attention…
“But it is strange. I can count on one hand the number of times an elven country’s honored guest has been a human…”
“We elves do not discriminate against race. Whether you are an elf or not, your relationship with Eunwon is certain.”
“I wonder what kind of work you did to be treated as an honored guest.”
“It would be better to ask the VIP separately.”
Bianca did not fall for Cecilia’s whispering words. Bianca, who had ruled the kingdom for thousands of years, couldn’t play with words.
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“…I see. Excuse me.”
“Excuse me, it’s not something I should bring up, so I just skipped it. Holy woman.”
As expected, Bianca, you know how to block an attack on me. It’s very reassuring at times like this.
“The important thing now is the plan for tomorrow. So that everyone can adjust their condition well, as well as Shin Sung-guk. And… Emilia.”
“Your mother.”
“You are the chief decision maker who will lead the army tomorrow, so focus on command rather than direct combat. Even if you don’t move, the power will be enough.”
“I will serve your order.”
“And, VIP, please stay for a while.”
“…? All right.”
She was embarrassed by Bianca’s sudden request for a solo date and almost used her short language, but she barely regained her sanity and used her respect.
‘What is it?’
Bianca sighed when the meeting ended and everyone left the conference room.
“Huh….It’s really annoying. Why did His Majesty get taken by that saintess…”
“I was filmed because I wanted to be filmed? What if I met you while passing by the hallway? Shouldn’t you build a palace inside the World Tree?”
“Well, that’s okay, there is actually a reason I called Her Majesty separately.”
“…What is it?”
Bianca opened her mouth, pointing at a spot on the map spread out on the round table.
“This place I pointed out is the most important place among the Dark Elves. A guy who calls himself the King of the Dark Elves lives here.”
“…So?”
“The bastard’s estimated level is 90 seconds, and he has no one to deal with other than Your Majesty. In my heart, I want to go there myself, but the burden is too great to go to the enemy camp with the World Tree empty.”
“So, let me deal with you? What is it?”
“That is correct.”
It’s annoying. That’s awesome too
Introductory level 90? That said, I was about as strong as the top 4 on the continent, but I wasn’t sure I could win.
Of course, since Veronica is there, it shouldn’t be a big problem, but annoying things are annoying.
I was just going to shoot a few magic shots and come back… Jeop.
“I can use protection magic and go outside, but that would make me too weak.”
“How much?”
“It’s roughly at a slightly stronger level than Emilia.”
“Useless.”
“…Don’t say that in front of Emilia.”
“I’ll refer to it.”
Emilia was also a strong person who came to the brink of being a transcendental class in her own way, but she fell far short of my standards.
Wouldn’t it be better if you were at least level 90?
“…If you don’t like it, leave it to Seongguk’s side. I don’t know about the saintess, but the escort knights are usable.”
“You didn’t look that strong, did you?”
Speaking of the knights escorting the saintess, she would have been referring to the knights standing behind Cecilia just a moment ago, but she didn’t feel that strong.
It seemed to be about level 70~80, lower than Emilia.
“Your Majesty’s standard is true…No.”
What, why?
“It’s okay, so I’ll just take care of it. Is that okay?”
“Yes, yes, if you bring his head…”
“If you come?”
“Hmm, well. I have nothing more to give to you than I gave you, but would you like to have my daughter?”
“I don’t need it.”
I was tempted for a moment, but I immediately refused because I knew that the person in my shadow wouldn’t stay still.
“Be unkind.”
“Because I have been in a relationship for at least a year before getting married.”
“Then, how about having them as lovers?”
“…Can’t handle it?”
“Hmm, that’s it too.”
Since the bubbling inside the shadow made it look like Veronica would jump out at any moment, I quickly expressed my refusal.
Since entering the room, it has been quiet, but it seems that it is uncomfortable to hear a disturbing sound.
“I don’t need anything in return, since I’m just helping you in return for something new.”
“If Your Majesty is so… Or would you like me to take it too?”
“Stop.”
I don’t want to be the father of a daughter who is several thousand years old.