Chapter 142
Chapter 142
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Traveling Companions
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It hadn't been long since the elves had taken away the clueless blonde elf before they returned.
'Three of them...'
Just for guiding the way...
The reason was probably because they didn't trust me.
'I get that, but...'
I thought I had some manners around beauties, but apparently I didn't seem reliable enough.
And then I spotted a familiar yet unexpected face.
Glorious blonde ponytail.
Sharp eyes.
After clinging to her and shaking her hips so vigorously for a while, there was no way I could forget her.
Even if it was just a fling, it was nice to see her again.
They were all wearing form-fitting light armor.
It accentuated their well-shaped figures nicely.
As expected, the blonde elf's chest was the smallest.
Small in comparison to the other elves, but about average size overall.
"What?! What's with that creepy stare?!"
The clueless blonde elf glared at me and snapped.
Still a highly hostile gaze.
I understood after what happened, but to me, it was just cute.
"Missed my embrace and came back for more?"
"What?!"
-Ching.
She drew her sword out of nowhere.
Still as clueless as ever.
"Ah, Ayla, calm down."
The silver-haired elf held her back.
"Hm... I don't like it."
"Pardon?"
The blue-haired elf, who seemed to be the leader, asked again.
"Having a woman who tried to kill me as part of the escort."
"What?!"
Ayla's face twisted viciously.
"See that? How am I supposed to travel with her threatening my life the whole way? Are all elves this thoughtless...?"
"Th-that's..."
Priscilla, the blue-haired elf, fidgeted anxiously.
"Aren't you forgetting what you did to me?!"
"That wouldn't have happened if you hadn't swung your sword at me first."
"Y-you...!!"
"Sigh... Ayla... I think you should head back to the village."
The blue-haired elf spoke a bit sternly, and Ayla panicked.
"Ugh. Lady Priscilla... That bastard started it..."
"Yes. Go back. Go on."
I taunted her, and Ayla ground her teeth, glaring at me.
"Ayla, wouldn't it be better if you went back?"
Luna, another elf, tried to persuade Ayla sympathetically.
"Wh-what should I..."
"Hm?"
"What do I have to do to come along?!"
At this point, even I'd give up and go home out of sheer disgust, but Ayla showed no signs of quitting.
Green light...? Nah, probably not.
Still, time to show the magnanimity of a big-hearted man.
"Hm... I'm a generous guy. If you sincerely apologize, I wouldn't mind."
At my words, she looked like curses were about to spill out... but she clenched her teeth and held back.
Then she bowed her head.
"I... I apologize for my rude behavior up until now..."
I patted her head as she apologized.
"Sigh... An apology like this softens my heart. If you'd acted like a civilized person from the start, we could've gotten along great. Let's do well... You can do that, right?"
Forgiving her so easily... I'm way too soft on beauties.
"........."
"Answer me?"
I felt a tremor in the hand resting on her head.
"Grit... Y-yes, I understand."
I heard her teeth grinding... but I decided to let that slide generously.
I exchanged another farewell with Yeondu.
"I'll come back again..."
I stroked her nodding head.
'Not as soon as last time, though...'
Last time, because of that blonde elf Ayla, we had to say goodbye right after I returned, leading to an awkward situation.
Yeondu was purely delighted that I'd come back.
But I was a bit embarrassed at the time.
"What're you looking at?"
Not like I'm some thug...
Ayla caught my gaze and, seemingly forgetting the earlier incident, started mouthing off innocently again.
Maybe I should pin her down sticky-style once more.
The direction was south.
"How long will it take?"
"About four days."
The pace wasn't slow.
No, it was a speed no ordinary human could keep up with.
'But four days at this speed...'
It would take longer than expected. Still, traveling with elves felt short in comparison.
Traveling with elves was the stuff of fantasy romance.
I was confident this romance wouldn't change.
The perky hips in front of me solidified that resolve.
The clueless blonde—no, Ayla—glared at me with dagger eyes from the side.
But that didn't intimidate me. I leisurely admired Luna and Priscilla's hips as I followed behind.
Night fell.
We set up camp by a stream.
Priscilla's sky-blue eyes sparkled as she watched me pull out tents and camping gear from my inventory.
"Why?"
"Isn't that a sub-space?"
"Yeah... something like that. First mage you've seen?"
With my massive build and obvious warrior armor, claiming to be a mage might seem absurd, but I'd decided to pose as one.
Thinking about it, mages probably got better treatment than half-baked warriors.
And with my unique abilities, mage was the smarter choice anyway.
"M-mage? I don't sense any mana flow... And normal people don't carry around miscellaneous stuff like that."
"It's my unique secret magic."
I gave a vague answer.
"I... see..."
She seemed to accept it, but then they huddled together whispering.
(It's magic on a whole other level.)
(Right? Wearing full plate armor and calling himself a mage—super suspicious.)
(That armor's probably a magic artifact.)
(How'd you know, Ayla?)
(Th-that's... I, I saw it during our f-fight before.)
Ayla flushed and mumbled evasively.
'I can hear everything.'
It wasn't during a fight—Ayla saw my armor vanish automatically when she offered her virginity to me.
But a woman's secrets must be kept.
I kept quiet and pretended not to know.
I took out a burner from my inventory, set a grill on it, and started cooking pork belly.
I usually skipped this because it's a hassle, but it was time to show these cute elves from this world the glory of K-pork belly.
They might not eat meat... but if so, I'd just enjoy it myself.
The aroma of grilling pork belly filled the air.
"Those are unusual items. For cooking? What kind of meat is that?"
Priscilla fell for the smell.
"Pork."
"You mean the livestock humans raise. I've had it before, but never cooked like this."
Seemed pigs existed here too.
"Interesting. You wrap the meat in vegetables?"
She watched me wrap pork belly with ssamjang and pickled onions in perilla leaves.
"Yep. Wanna try?"
"Yes."
Priscilla seemed very curious.
I made a wrap and handed it to her.
Then Ayla blocked it.
"Lady Priscilla. You're too careless. You don't know what's in it—gonna eat it just like that?"
"Un-ho doesn't seem like the type."
"Still, better safe. I'll try it first. If anything's wrong, I'll kill him right away."
Ayla casually spouted threats in front of me. Then she held out her hand.
"Want a wrap?"
"Yeah. Gotta check if it's safe first."
I looked at her outstretched hand and shook my head, as if that wasn't it.
"What?"
Ayla frowned at my gesture.
"Ah."
"Ha?"
"Say 'ah~'..."
"W-why should I?!"
Realizing my intent, Ayla blushed. Even a crazy bitch looks cute with a pretty face.
"You said you'd try it instead."
"Th-that's... Just hand it over!"
"Nah."
Ayla fidgeted at my refusal.
"Ayla, I'll try it for you."
The silver-haired elf Luna stepped in.
"No! I-I'll do it. Ah, ah..."
Blushing, she opened her mouth, and I fed her the wrap.
-Munch. Munch.
Her eyes widened as she tasted it.
A positive sign that it suited her palate.
"H-how is it? Ayla."
Priscilla asked curiously.
"T-tasty... Ahem... S-seems fine. Lady Priscilla."
Some foreigners hate perilla leaves... but elves seemed okay with them.
I fed wraps to Priscilla and Luna too.
They looked adorable eating from my hand like baby birds. When else would I get to feed elves meat wraps?
"I-I can wrap my own."
Ayla said, face red. It must've been really good—she didn't refuse to eat.
"D-delicious! Eating it like this makes meat feel really fresh."
"Simple method, but super tasty."
Filming their reactions and uploading to Nutube would easily hit a million views.
Even in this world, I was elevating the nation's prestige.
Of course, I got lazy and let them make their own after a bit.
They followed my lead, topping pork belly with ssamjang and onions.
"D-delicious! What's this sauce?"
"We should try slicing it thin, grilling, and wrapping in veggies sometimes."
The meal atmosphere was warm and lively.
"We'll handle the dishes."
Unlike clueless Ayla, sensible words came from Priscilla after enjoying the pork belly.
"Use this."
"What's this?"
"Dish soap."
"Dish soap? Cute name."
"For cleaning greasy dishes."
"I see."
"Wow! Smells nice, and the grease comes right off."
Elves squatted by the stream, excitedly washing dishes.
White foam from the dish soap flowed downstream.
Making elves pollute the environment with my hands...
Humans really are the problem.
After a satisfying meal, we had tea time.
"What's this tea?"
"Coffee mix."
The elves sipped the coffee mix.
"Nice aroma. Sweet... Un-ho, you're full of wonders. I thought I'd seen a lot traveling around, but everything you show us is new."
Priscilla and the elves looked at me with meaningful glints in their eyes.
I had no idea what they were misunderstanding.
But I had no intention of admitting I came from another world.