Chapter 49
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“Yes. I met Elena Evenwood in the Fairy Forest and got her request. They want us to stop evil rituals.”
Ivan was puzzled as he answered.
He thought he had an open mind, but it seems that he also had a prejudice against elves. Looking at her smoking tobacco with an annoyed expression is pretty shocking.
All the elves he’s met so far have no expression, to the point of wondering if they even have feelings. Then he met an elf who was so lively, and he couldn’t get used to it.
“You met Elena Evenwood at the Fairy Forest? The Fairy Forest isn’t open to the outside by agreement, but you went in and out yourself?”
She glanced at the group with sharp eyes.
Ivan made eye contact with her, but it was difficult for him to read her thoughts in a different sense than the elves he had met so far. Having suffered so much from the world, it was a very skillful face to hide one’s thoughts.
“The World Tree was very interested in me. Thanks to that, I had a great visit.”
“What? Oh, yes. That’s right. You are that human. Norse, Asgardian warrior, Esirsson.”
Sueup, hoo-.
She inadvertently bit the tobacco pipe, then frowned and spat it out.
“The lights are off. It just threw away my taste.”
She put down her tobacco pipe and used a few long needles as hairpins to twist her hair up and fix it.
Looking at the thickness and length, it was clearly not something used for sewing. It was just the right size to stab someone to death.
“I think you’re wearing something quite bloody in your head.”
Seeing Ivan’s gaze, she grinned.
“I needed this because I lived among humans. There are so many crazy people who want to try unraveling the elf clothes.”
“What a foolish man.”
“Why do you think only men do that?”
Ivan paused for a moment, then nodded. Things like that happen, too.
“Has it ever tasted blood?”
“no way. Would I wear something like that on my head?”
She smiled softly.
“I always replace it with a new one.”
As she beckoned from her seat, a sudden wind blew inside her sealed house. The pungent smell of tobacco went away in an instant.
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“Yes. I met Elena Evenwood in the Fairy Forest and got her request. They want us to stop evil rituals.”
Ivan was puzzled as he answered.
He thought he had an open mind, but it seems that he also had a prejudice against elves. Looking at her smoking tobacco with an annoyed expression is pretty shocking.
All the elves he’s met so far have no expression, to the point of wondering if they even have feelings. Then he met an elf who was so lively, and he couldn’t get used to it.
“You met Elena Evenwood at the Fairy Forest? The Fairy Forest isn’t open to the outside by agreement, but you went in and out yourself?”
She glanced at the group with sharp eyes.
Ivan made eye contact with her, but it was difficult for him to read her thoughts in a different sense than the elves he had met so far. Having suffered so much from the world, it was a very skillful face to hide one’s thoughts.
“The World Tree was very interested in me. Thanks to that, I had a great visit.”
“What? Oh, yes. That’s right. You are that human. Norse, Asgardian warrior, Esirsson.”
Sueup, hoo-.
She inadvertently bit the tobacco pipe, then frowned and spat it out.
“The lights are off. It just threw away my taste.”
She put down her tobacco pipe and used a few long needles as hairpins to twist her hair up and fix it.
Looking at the thickness and length, it was clearly not something used for sewing. It was just the right size to stab someone to death.
“I think you’re wearing something quite bloody in your head.”
Seeing Ivan’s gaze, she grinned.
“I needed this because I lived among humans. There are so many crazy people who want to try unraveling the elf clothes.”
“What a foolish man.”
“Why do you think only men do that?”
Ivan paused for a moment, then nodded. Things like that happen, too.
“Has it ever tasted blood?”
“no way. Would I wear something like that on my head?”
She smiled softly.
“I always replace it with a new one.”
As she beckoned from her seat, a sudden wind blew inside her sealed house. The pungent smell of tobacco went away in an instant.
Yes. I met Elena Evenwood in the Fairy Forest and got her request. They want us to stop evil rituals.Ivan was puzzled as he answered.He thought he had an open mind, but it seems that he also had a prejudice against elves. Looking at her smoking tobacco with an annoyed expression is pretty shocking.All the elves he's met so far have no expression, to the point of wondering if they even have feelings. Then he met an elf who was so lively, and he couldn't get used to it.You met Elena Evenwood at the Fairy Forest? The Fairy Forest isn't open to the outside by agreement, but you went in and out yourself?She glanced at the group with sharp eyes.Ivan made eye contact with her, but it was difficult for him to read her thoughts in a different sense than the elves he had met so far. Having suffered so much from the world, it was a very skillful face to hide one's thoughts.The World Tree was very interested in me. Thanks to that, I had a great visit.What? Oh, yes. That's right. You are that human. Norse, Asgardian warrior, Esirsson.Sueup, hoo-.She inadvertently bit the tobacco pipe, then frowned and spat it out.The lights are off. It just threw away my taste.She put down her tobacco pipe and used a few long needles as hairpins to twist her hair up and fix it.Looking at the thickness and length, it was clearly not something used for sewing. It was just the right size to stab someone to death.I think you're wearing something quite bloody in your head.Seeing Ivan's gaze, she grinned.I needed this because I lived among humans. There are so many crazy people who want to try unraveling the elf clothes.What a foolish man.Why do you think only men do that?Ivan paused for a moment, then nodded. Things like that happen, too.Has it ever tasted blood?no way. Would I wear something like that on my head?She smiled softly.I always replace it with a new one.As she beckoned from her seat, a sudden wind blew inside her sealed house. The pungent smell of tobacco went away in an instant.
