“Why does this elf ask for so much?”

    A mustachioed officer muttered something as he packed his lunch and headed to the non-prison cell.

    Choose the menu, choose the cooking method, and give me the drink. Is that a captured elf? A customer who came to the restaurant.

    Loperman, who listens to everything you say, is also a problem. He asks you to do whatever you want because he is a precious elf. He doesn’t have any parents. It’s possible that he will be allowed to roam around freely soon.

    Iron Man.

    The clerk began to unlock the triple-locked door.

    The food could have been put into the hole under the door, but the man chose to open the door. It felt good to see the helpless elf up close, and it smelled good.

    There were also occasional devilish temptations like, ‘Should I kidnap him and escape?’ Even so, Nocthar would still be caught and unable to escape.

    Crunch.

    I opened the last lock and released the chain. As I opened the door, a refreshing forest scent filled the air.

    Well, this is the scent.

    A scent that takes away all the day’s fatigue. I want to put one in my room.

    “Hey, Bob… is here?”

    The man’s tail went up like an idiot.

    It was strange. The room looked luxurious. What I mean is that when the elf was there, I didn’t even notice the room’s appearance. I was busy chasing the elf’s appearance.

    But not now. I could only see the room. The elf that should have been there was not there. The chains that were connected to the pillar had come off and were lying on the floor.

    That’s when I realized something was wrong.

    “What, what is it?!”

    I was sucked into the staff bag. The food I had roughly dropped spilled onto the floor.

    An employee checking the chains. They weren’t broken. They were open neatly, showing signs of having been unlocked with a key.

    ‘no way…!’

    Who would’ve thought someone had kidnapped an elf before me!

    Is that Marco?

    Or a tram?

    How dare these kids take the initiative! If I can’t have it, neither can you!

    The man turned around to report the situation immediately.

    “Huh?”

    Karami and I made eye contact as we quietly left the room and were about to close the door.

    “You, you… ?”

    Karami gave a kind smile to the man who was flustered and swearing.

    “Get some rest. The air is good, the facilities are good. The food… It’s been 3 seconds, but you won’t die even if you eat it.”

    The man who got up suddenly and ran in a hurry, wondering if work was better than rest, but the world did not wait. Annoyingly, the door closed right away.

    The man tried to open the door with all his might, but it only rattled. While Karami clung to the door, Arphia locked it.

    The sound of people swearing could be heard from inside, but no one paid any attention. They were busy trying to escape.

    “It’s fried.”

    Phew.

    They were trying to quickly escape the building before being discovered, but black fog swept in from somewhere and blocked the hallway.

    “Why are you coming out of there?”

    The one who slowly walked out of the fog was a dark elf. It was Leonard, who had been entrusted with the mission of capturing Arphia at the request of Loperman.

    Lenard’s cold blue eyes, which could freeze even the air, were fixed on Karami.

    “You must have been seen off by Loperman before you left, right?”

    “I came back. I couldn’t bear to leave my slave behind.”

    “But there was no sign.”

    “That’s because you’re a sloppy person.”

    Leonard’s eyebrows twitched for a moment. Karami’s ‘plausible words’ were not just a skill applied in negotiations. His nitpicking even scratched trained assassins.

    “It doesn’t matter anyway. Just put it back in.”

    Leonard moves his hands. He draws out the two daggers that were crossed on his waist.

    “The Elf has escaped!”

    Not only that, but Loperman’s men came running up the stairs, having heard the commotion.

    Arphia rolled her eyes while staring at Leonard. She was currently in a straight hallway. If she continued like this, she would be surrounded from the front and back.

    What came into Arphia’s sight was the hallway window.

    “Hey. No… …Master?”

    “Yes?”

    “Wrap your face with your clothes so you don’t get hurt while escaping, and hold on to your sister tightly.”

    “What is that…?!”

    Arphia’s actions were faster than asking. Arphia swung her bow and broke the window, pulled Karami with her, and threw herself out the window.

    At first glance, she looked like a suicide note. To someone who didn’t know she was an elf.

    Elves who spend their entire lives jumping up and down trees. They are called forest fairies or wingless forest angels. Elves do not know how to fall.

    Arphia was an elf even when she was rotten. She moved the trees next to the building a few times, then landed lightly like a leaf riding the wind.

    Karami froze with her eyes wide open at the sudden action. Arphia asked with a small grumble.

    “You’re not scared, are you?”

    “Seo, no way. I was just surprised because you were good at climbing trees… .”

    “Sister, I’m an elf~”

    Arphia shook her head gracefully, her hair fluttering. Unfortunately, she didn’t have the luxury of leisurely showing off her skills. The elf was there too.

    When people looked down like dogs chasing chickens, Leonard moved.

    The black fog spread out of the window and flowed towards the roof of the building. Leonard, moving through the fog once again, looked down at the two with his back to the moonlight.

    Arphia frowned.

    “What is that? A spirit?”

    “That’s right. They’re spirits called Dark Clouds. They’re the ones that follow Dark Elves particularly well, but their weakness is light.”

    “You bastard, how did you… .”

    “They appear in the spirit book. They say you get an achievement if you fill them all out? How many times have I rerolled the elf to get the full collection?”

    Leonard’s gaze, as if looking at trash, shifted to Arpia. Arpia flinched. She couldn’t meet his eyes.

    “Is that really the master you trust?”

    “… I decided not to think about it too deeply. Who cares? Just be nice to me and that’ll be enough.”

    “What are you talking about? You’re saying that if I’m a slave, I’ll do everything right?”

    “Master? Please keep your mouth shut and run towards the tavern. I’ll take care of things here.”

    “Haha, I guess I’ll be a bother if I’m there. Then I’ll leave the rest to you.”

    Karami, who was trying to avoid the situation without causing any trouble, called Arpia before leaving.

    “Arpia sheep.”

    “Why.”

    “Do you always believe in me, Master?”

    Arphia chuckled as she watched him wink.

    “I know now even if you don’t say anything.”

    Karami ran along the road, and Arphia, worried that he might do something foolish, kept a close eye on Leonard.

    “The request is to catch an elf. Then, wouldn’t it be perfect if I offer myself? I’ll complete the request, and the guy will feel good too.”

    “Because what the client wants is you white elves.”

    “You’re a very discriminatory person. Our master doesn’t care about that. How about you become a slave too? I’ll treat you nicely as a senior elf. Oh, of course I’ll scold you for pointing a sword at my master. ”

    “It seems like you’re trying to kill time, but there’s no need to do that. I have no intention of chasing you.”

    Leonard looked at Karami as he walked away. He knew where he was going. It was probably the Duke of the Night.

    There are already several members of the organization waiting, so capturing them won’t be a problem. All you have to do is worry about dealing with the elf in front of you.

    “I’ll warn you in advance. Put down your bow and accept the situation quietly. You can’t defeat me since you can’t control the spirits.”

    That might be true.

    It’s only been a few months since Arphia started using a bow, and all she’s done is training for actual combat. Trying to beat Leonard, a skilled assassin, might be presumptuous.

    ‘But what do you want me to do?’

    Karami said he believed.

    Need I say more?

    does not exist.

    Arphia is aiming for an arrow. It’s aimed at Leonard’s forehead. It’s time to show the results of his training.

    Arphia released the bowstring.

    The elf’s arrow cuts through the night.

    ***

    “Isn’t that foul play!”

    There was no choice.

    The arrow shot with great momentum flew backwards in vain as Leonard nodded his head. He avoided the attack and looked at me without much emotion, his gaze looking as if he was going to say, ‘Slow down.’

    It is not good to shoot from below. Arphia, judging so, climbed up the wall and onto the roof.

    Hide your body in the gap of the roof. Shoot with your bow tilted at an angle.

    Whew.

    An arrow flying in a completely different direction. It was going parallel to Leonard’s.

    But the moment the arrow left Renard’s field of vision, the wind blew. The arrow bent at an extreme angle and returned like a boomerang.

    Aiming for Leonard’s temple, he falls.

    Leonard doesn’t even blink an eye. Without even looking, he swings his dagger and the arrow is cut in half. Arphia’s decisive blow is split in two.

    Even the dark elf Renard is skilled at reading the air currents. No amount of archery can hit her.

    Leonard lowers his eyes. Arphia flinches.

    The black fog stirs. It obscures the figure of the black fairy. The fog that enveloped the master floats through the air and heads straight for Alphia.

    “Tsk!”

    Arphia ran across the roof. He looked like a thief who had come to steal jewels. He fired arrows while running. He turned around and shot at the same time as he jumped.

    Phew.

    Arrows pass through the fog. Whether you shoot in quick succession or in a bunch, the result is the same. They don’t cause any damage. Leonard moves freely through the fog, evading attacks.

    ‘How do I win?’

    Arphia bit her lower lip in impatience.

    “Can I just watch like this?”

    At the same time, the peacock at the night party.

    At an outdoor table, two men drank under the moonlight. Around them, creatures consumed by shadows swarmed.

    Victor, who had created the disaster, observed the black and white fairy freely moving across the roof. As expected, Arphia showed excellent archery skills, but her opponent was not easy either.

    I could more accurately see into the level of assassin Victora Renard. She is one of the few in the Assassin Guild.

    Especially Leonard’s black fog.

    If you can’t handle mystery, you can’t destroy it. There is no absurdity like this absurdity.

    I would like to intervene. Victor is in love with Arpia. Emily also likes her. But Karami is firmly against it.

    “This is her role. Don’t interfere.”

    “What if something goes wrong?”

    “She’ll have to handle that.”

    You can’t just feed them everything. That would hinder Arphia’s growth and keep it from being completely liberated.

    You’ve done enough, so all that’s left is to trust and wait.

    “You, you’re the type to treat people harshly, even though you look like it.”

    “The original rule was to give an extra piece of rice cake to the person you didn’t like, and to hit the person you liked once more.”

    Victor drooled, saying, “Is that so?” He turned his head as the battle situation changed.

    The distance between the two fairies was getting closer. It was difficult to escape from Renard, who was riding on the fog, by running.

    Leonard’s upper body popped out from the fog and he raised his dagger diagonally. Arphia bent down and narrowly avoided the attack.

    But because the center of gravity was shifted forward, the balance was lost. Arphia fell to the ground.

    Leonard didn’t take advantage of the weak point. He swung down a pair of daggers that resembled huge fangs, like a viper with its mouth wide open swallowing a rabbit.

    “Ugh!”

    Arphia instinctively raised her bow. Bam! The bow and Renard’s wrist collided. The blade stopped right in front of her nose. Arphia turned her head and tried her best to shake it off.

    Still, the dagger only shook and did not move.

    “I have no interest in killing my own kind. Give up. That is my last mercy.”

    “Is it mercy to sell your own kind?”

    “It’s better than dying.”

    “Elf’s are only with one person for their entire lives? It’d be better to die… !”

    Objectively speaking, Arphia’s skill level was decent. Her incredible abilities supported her, so there was no problem putting her into actual combat.

    But the opponent was not good. Not having spirits in the elf battle was similar to not being able to use magic in the wizard battle.

    ‘If only I could do something about that fog…!’

    Karami said that it was weak to light.

    There are many spirits within you. Could it be that among them is a spirit of light?

    Arphia focused her consciousness on the expanded pass. She forcibly pulled out the spirit hidden inside.

    The spirit is struggling, saying he doesn’t like it.

    As they rampage, excruciating pain comes.

    But I don’t stop. I can’t take it anymore. How long have I been suffering?

    “If you came into my body without permission, I’ll tell you to pay the rent!!!”

    With a shout, a spirit is sucked in along the path. A soft white light flows along the line of the brand.

    When the light completely dyed the brand.

    Zzaeng─────!

    A light beyond flashes illuminated the night of Noktar.

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