Novel Will Be Taken Down on 17 May or Earlier Chapter 161 - Elf (1)

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A new area will come to you.

 

A new area, ‘Battlefield: Pain-Eating Mountain Beasts vs. Elves’, will be added.

 

You can join the faction and start the quest.

 

However, depending on your choice, your relationship with a certain faction may worsen.

 

A new named monster will be added.

 

‘Leader of the Pain-Eating Mountain Beasts’: Lv.900

 

‘Adult Pain-Eating Mountain Beast’: Lv.700

 

“Young Pain-Eating Mountain Beast’: Lv.500

 

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The reactions were not greatly divided.

 

“It’s been a while since there’s an update on the area… What?”

 

“Battlefield?”

 

“Is this the battlefield I know?!”

 

[Labyrinth], [dungeon], and even [battlefield] were created in reality?

 

In the days when Arcana was just a game.

 

For players, the battlefield was like a windfall.

 

“You have to join the faction that seems most likely to win at first glance.”

 

“Even if the quest rewards are given based on combat contributions. Just participating in it raise your fame. So there were some players who only visited the battlefield, right?”

 

“Yes, especially mercenaries!”

 

In other words, the battlefield was a place full of loot.

 

The mercenaries were familiar with the battlefield more than anyone else.

 

Therefore, the public attention was naturally focused on the Shadow Mercenary Corps, which was considered to be one of the strongest mercenary groups.

 

Yusra Kingdom.

 

Golden Calf Tavern.

 

Bang!

 

Again, the source of the uproar was Lakid.

 

“It’s a battlefield, a battlefield! Aren’t you already itching for it, everyone?”

 

His voice was loud as if speaking into a loudspeaker.

 

Thanks to this, the Shadow Mercenary Corps gathered quite a bit of attention.

 

Starting with the League of Explorers who had been eating at their table to get information since earlier.

 

To intelligence agents from famous guilds, and even Nettuber players.

 

“As expected of Lakid. You don’t disappoint my expectations.”

 

“It really hurts my eardrums. Still, thanks to you…”

 

“Wait! Everyone, hush! I think he’s about to get to the point.”

 

As if she didn’t care about the eyes of people around him.

 

Gulp─

 

The leader, Kitch, emptied her glass.

 

Then she glared at Lakid.

 

“Hey, lowest seat.”

 

“…What?”

 

“Lowest seat. You stonehead!!”

 

“!!!”

 

Eventually, Kitch exploded.

 

It wasn’t something that happened often, but everyone in the Shadow Mercenary Corps knew how severe the aftermath would be. Sneak. Some of them, including Alkali, left early.

 

Kitch’s eyes turned straight to Lakid.

 

“You, do my words sound like nothing to you?”

 

Her eyes radiated a clear murderous intent.

 

Enough to make her usual drunkenness feel like smoke.

 

It was so sharp that he felt like he would get cut just by encountering it.

 

…Gulp.

 

Lakid unconsciously swallowed his dry saliva.

 

Indeed, she was the person who made Lakid join the mercenary group. Truly deathly. It was worthy of being called the dagger of the sky.

 

‘It’s been a while since I felt this.’

 

Kitch had no weapon in her hand.

 

Nevertheless, he felt the pressure as if she had put a blade on his throat.

 

It was a danger he had never felt even in the Colosseum where life and death came and went.

 

But Lakid made an effort to raise the corners of his mouth.

 

“Good, now you look like the leader I know.”

 

“Damn it.”

 

…He was excited.

 

With Lakid’s taunts, Kitch caught herself together.

 

Damn it, when she came back to her sense, there were too many eyes watching.

 

Kitch scattered her murderous intent.

 

“Sorry, I had a lot to worry about, so I couldn’t hold back like usual.”

 

She really had a lot to worry about.

 

Thinking about it again gave her a headache.

 

Why would she get involved in such a big event?

 

‘The Holy War is not the same as the battlefield.’

 

Indeed.

 

The Shadow Mercenary Corps was also involved in the Holy War.

 

Anyone who knew them well would say this.

 

Did the Shadow Mercenary Corps still have such a thing as pride?

 

That was true.

 

The reason Kitch participated in the Holy War was not because of some unknown pride.

 

‘…This damn mouth!’

 

Her mouth had always been a problem.

 

Kitch was formally recommended by the king of Yusra, Hakuna.

 

Are you willing to participate in the Holy War?

 

Kitch had answered the king’s question slyly.

 

– “As long as you can pay the ransom for all the mercenaries.”

 

The ransom of the Shadow Mercenary Corps?

 

If you thought it was the same as most mercenaries, you’d just get humiliated.

 

Even if you brought a thousand gold, you could only give it to two or three people at most. So it was a kind of euphemistic rejection.

 

– ‘A holy war against the demons? I wouldn’t join even if you paid me 10,000 won. Seriously.’

 

But Kitch had overlooked something.

 

Yusra.

 

The reason why this ancient kingdom was called Treasure Island.

 

“Seriously!”

 

It was an irresistible amount of money.

 

If 10,000 gold was not enough, take 100,000 gold, and if 10,000 gold was not enough, take 1 million gold. The wealth of the Yusra Kingdom exceeded Kitch’s expectations. And far too much at that too! Kitch pounded on her mouth.

 

“If I had known it would be like this, I would have asked for hundreds of millions of gold…!”

 

The emotional change was drastic enough to cause concern.

 

“…Kitch, are you drunk?”

 

“I think you can forget what she just said. She must have been drunk.”

 

“She’s been running off since noon, is the film cut off already?”

 

Everyone watching could only think that she was drunk.

 

But Lakid knew.

 

Just now, the leader’s murderous intent was sincere.

 

Nevertheless, he couldn’t back down.

 

“I think it’s time to warm up before the Holy War.”

 

“…Warm up?”

 

“I’m just going to look around, Leader. Why don’t you all be honest? Honestly, you’re curious, aren’t you?”

 

“?”

 

“What the elves must have looked like.”

 

“…!”

 

Kitch looked at Lakid’s eyes.

 

It was sparkling, he didn’t seem to have any intention of giving up.

 

Moreover, what Lakid said was not necessarily wrong.

 

‘…Elves.’

 

If the dwarves were more of a rare race, the elves were a legend.

 

Among the various requests for the Shadow Mercenary Corps, she had never seen a single request related to elves. Even in the requests handed down from generation to generation.

 

Just by looking at that, she could guess how mysterious elves were.

 

‘There must be a reason why they poo pop out of nowhere.’

 

Well, information was always important to the mercenaries.

 

Kitch nodded to Lakid’s words.

 

Okay, fine.

 

“Instead, fighting is absolutely prohibited.”

 

“…What?! No fighting on the battlefield? What nonsense are you talking about? Leader, are you worried about me? Then that’s a bit touching!”

 

“Touching, my ass. We have an advance payment! Do you think your body belongs to you right now?! If you get hurt and have to leave the Holy War. Are you going to cough up the commission fee?!”

 

*

Mage Tower.

 

The only elder mage, Yugwid, opened her mouth.

 

“Elves, if Chief Lee Hoyeol wasn’t the one who said it, it would have been unbelievable news. So the problem is, how should we approach those foolish people…”

 

…Foolish? The elder used vulgar words from the start of the conversation.

 

I looked at Yugwid with my feelings hidden.

 

‘I realize it once again.’

 

Despite her mild appearance, Yugwid had a thick mouth. At this point, I was sure.

 

Same with Senios, mages should never be judged by appearances.

 

‘Let’s not trust the first impression.’

 

However, Marcelo was an exception.

 

He still had a skinny body.

 

But he didn’t look as lifeless as before.

 

After all the hard work, it was worth it to cure the curse of the terminal illness.

 

“Elves are a big variable at this point.”

 

You’re so reliable, Marcelo.

 

Well said, Marcelo.

 

Indeed, he was different from me who was a parachute.

 

His knowledge and experience were befitting as the head of Mage Tower.

 

Marcelo expressed his opinion.

 

“Now that the Holy War has taken place. There must be a reason why they appeared on the Arcana Continent from their hometown Sisley. But we can’t predict how that will affect us.”

 

…Wait.

 

In the blink of an eye, high-quality information passed by?

 

Elves.

 

Actually, the moment I saw those two syllables in the update history, I thought. Damn it, the 10-year gap would hold me back again.

 

But with the power of civilization.

 

I opened the internet and searched about the elves.

 

Even 10 years ago, or even now, nothing had been revealed about the elves.

 

This meant that the players couldn’t even figure out whether the elves were just legends or real.

 

However.

 

‘Not only they’re called foolish. The homeland of the elves is Sisley?’

 

Through the mouths of Marcelo and Yugwid.

 

Information that no players found out kept coming!

 

I kept the information in my head.

 

Of course, I didn’t express my surprise.

 

“What do you think, Sir Hoyeol?”

 

I shamelessly answered Marcelo’s question.

 

“Indeed, their intentions are unclear.”

 

Why did the elves confront the demons?

 

There was no way I could know.

 

Even if I had [Evil Eyes’ Telescope], considering the passage of time and its cooldown time… I supposed hoping to get a sighting of the elves would be shameless of me.

 

One thing was clear though.

 

“But we can understand the demons’ intentions.”

 

Right.

 

What was important to Grandfel’s noble pride was the demons, not the elves.

 

By the way, the level was brutal.

 

Level-900.

 

It was similar to the giant demon monsters I had seen on the Arcana Continent, right?

 

Of course, the level was not everything.

 

Even if it was a level-950 named monster, it was just a demon of the true name. This meant that there was a difference in weight class from boss monsters such as the demon king or the great evil.

 

‘Even if I think about it modestly…’

 

I had the new state called sword force.

 

Moreover, now that the [Blessing of the First World Tree] kept flowing.

 

‘Wouldn’t I be able to kill it by myself?’

 

Of course, I didn’t have to do that.

 

“Then, shall we move as agreed beforehand?”

 

When Yugwid asked, Marcelo replied.

 

“That’s right. It’s Mage Tower’s Senior Matis’ turn to step forward.”

 

Everything followed procedures.

 

From Mage Tower to the Yusra Kingdom, Frost, Muon, and the Shadow Mercenary Corps. The order to enter the rupture was already set according to the prior agreement.

 

Yugwid looked at me.

 

“By the way, our Chief Lee, you don’t have a day off?”

 

I didn’t have a day off.

 

If your boss said that.

 

You probably would have thought that they were making fun of you or asking for a fight.

 

But this was also something that my damn mouth brought upon myself…!

 

In short, I was an extra.

 

This meant that I was guaranteed the ‘authority’ to enter the rupture regardless of the procedure or established order. When it came to the demons, this pride couldn’t just ignore it. It was so tiring.

 

But I couldn’t reveal my miserable feelings.

 

“Let’s talk about the details at the roundtable meeting after returning.”

 

Yes, even if I regretted it now, it was something I couldn’t undo.

 

Let’s accept the fate of extra, Hoyeol.

 

Anyway, it was necessary to make sure we knew the situation before entering the rupture.

 

‘Why did a battle break out between the two factions?’

 

The emergence of elves from Sisley to the Arcana Continent must be a recent thing. The demons wouldn’t have picked a fight with the elves first.

 

The demons were about to compete in the [Battle for the Demon King].

 

They were busy quarreling and fighting among themselves.

 

They had no reason to mess with the elf.

 

‘So that means the elves started the fight first?’

 

Overall.

 

Just like Grandfel.

 

If the elves moved because they couldn’t bear to see the Arcana Continent being devastated by demon beasts, the timing was too late at best. Clearly, they had another reason…

 

‘…She definitely said they are foolish people, right?’

 

I never thought Yugwid’s words would feel so meaningful.

 

In that sense, I was glad that the senior accompanying me was Matis.

 

If it were another senior, especially Bensch.

 

‘They wouldn’t even notice when the rupture attack was over because they would be busy nitpicking me, right?’

 

I headed to the office.

 

I immediately boiled the tea water.

 

This was not for the purpose of leisurely enjoying tea time, but to dose myself with elixir herb.

 

Now that that variable elves existed.

 

The more thorough my preparation, the better it would be.

 

Clink–

 

But soon, I put down the teacup.

 

Because a message appeared on my smartphone.

 

Breaking news.

 

[Breaking News: New area, the battlefield, appears to have ended…!]

 

[Player said, “The quest that came up has been cleared.”]

 

[Confirmed that no players participated in the battlefield quest…]

 

The battle was over before the players jumped onto the battlefield.

 

What it meant was simple.

 

The elves and the demons.

 

The battle between the two forces was concluded faster than expected.

 

“You don’t even give me time to enjoy a cup of tea. You’re hasty.”

 

I didn’t know who the winner was.

 

Elves and demons.

 

One of the two would appear in reality.

 

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.

 

.

 

Lakid looked at the battlefield.

 

And they faced each other.

 

Long, pointed ears.

 

Sculpture-like figures.

 

Unusual energy.

 

He was an elf.

 

Perhaps noticing his presence.

 

The elf looked at Lakid.

 

He said in a chilly voice.

 

“Do you know where our blessing is?”

 

“…Blessing? What nonsense are you talking about all of a sudden?”

 

“Foolishly, you don’t seem to know what a blessing is.”

 

Then he raised his sword.

 

“As expected, both humans and demons.”

 

“…?”

 

“You are not worth dealing with.”

 

“…!”

 

Clang!!!