Chapter 437: Trouble At the Elven Breakfast
Morning arrived, bringing with it a renewed sense of anticipation and excitement. The geniuses gathered in the common area of the inn, where a hearty breakfast awaited them.
The aroma of freshly baked bread and fragrant herbs wafted through the air, enticing their senses. Plates were filled with an array of delicacies, each dish a testament to the elves' connection with nature and their meticulous attention to detail.
Sylvia's eyes widened with excitement as she took in the sight before her. The table was adorned with dishes that showcased vibrant colors and unique textures. Her gaze settled on a plate of golden pancakes like shaped which had a subtly flavored with wildflowers, giving them a delicate floral essence.
"These pancakes are unlike any I've seen before. The flavors are so beautifully balanced,"
Sylvia exclaimed, reaching for one with a sense of wonder.
Lisa observed the spread with a mix of curiosity and caution.
"Look at these salad greens. They are so fresh and vibrant. The elves truly embrace the essence of nature in their cuisine," Misha remarked, carefully selecting a few leaves to sample.
Sylvia, always intrigued by new culinary experiences, marveled at a bowl of shimmering fruit compote. The fruits were exotic, their flavors a harmonious blend of sweetness and tanginess. Each spoonful brought a burst of refreshing flavors to her palate.
"I've never tasted fruits quite like these. They're so juicy and flavorful. It's like nature's own symphony in my mouth," Sylvia exclaimed, savoring each bite.
Lisa, known for her refined palate and appreciation for fine cuisine, savored the elven breakfast with a discerning eye. She found himself drawn to a plate of miniature mushroom tarts, their golden pastry shells filled with a savory mushroom medley.
"These mushroom tarts are a masterpiece of flavor and texture. The elves have a deep understanding of how to bring out the best in natural ingredients," Lisa commented, savoring the intricate layers of flavors.
Others were also enjoying their meal. It was different from the meal that they had in the human nation. Although different, the taste was delicious to them, at least better than anything they had on their way to Elven nation.
As the geniuses indulged in the elven breakfast, they couldn't help but appreciate the skill and creativity that went into every dish. The flavors were subtle yet vibrant, showcasing the elves' reverence for the natural world.
Although the breakfast was great, there was one thing that bothered them. It was the stares from the Elves working there.
Some even looked angry at them though the reason is unknown.
Sylvia turned to others with a worried expression. "Do you think they hate us because we're humans? I don't understand why they are glaring at us."
Sylvia whispered.
Lisa sighed, her face reflecting a mixture of concern and weariness.
"It's not uncommon for different races to have prejudices or misunderstandings about each other. We can't let it discourage us. Remember, our purpose here is to get stronger."
Misha chimed in, her voice filled with optimism. "I think we just need to give them a chance. Maybe they're skeptical because they've never had much interaction with humans. If we show them our intentions are genuine, they might come around."
Zion, who was quietly observing the dynamics in the group, interjected with a more cautious tone. "While it's good to remain hopeful, we should also be vigilant. Elves are known for their aloofness and guarded nature. We mustn't let our guard down too easily."
Zion felt weird in this Elven Nation. His senses were not working properly and he couldn't discern mana like he could in human Nation.
It was difficult for Zion to distinguish the trees from Elves and other things. Elves seemed to have the same presence as their environment. Zion felt that it was dangerous if they were to ambush them or assassinate.
Hiro, who had been silently contemplating, finally spoke up.
"I agree with Zion. It's crucial that we remain cautious and observant. We don't fully understand their motives or the underlying dynamics of this invitation. We must be prepared for any situation that may arise."
"You all have valid points. We can't let our guard down, but I feel that it would be better to have a good relationship with them."
Sylvia said. Others nodded their heads. If possible, they also want humans to have a good relationship with Elves.
This was the same for other races as well except for Devils. Majority of humans, including them who suffered most from the Devils, hated the Devils.
It was not that they hated Devils because they were of different races but because they had seen them attack and kill their friends. In addition, Hiro had even seen Devils who had made his parents in the current state.
Anyway, except for the Devils, they didn't feel any animosity towards other races. However, that does seem to be true for Elves who are wary of them even though humans are in their territory.
*CLATTER!
"What's this drink? Why does it taste so bad?"
The one who complained yesterday said, He threw the cup on the ground. This attracted everyone's attention including the Elves.
"Where is the meat? And where is the wine? Is this how Elves treat their guests?"
He continued complaining.
"What is he doing?"
"Doesn't he know that meat is prohibited to eat for Elves?"
"Who drinks wine in the morning?" …
The geniuses muttered amongst themselves. They learned some of the customs and rules of the Elves before going there. But it seems that it was not true for William and his friends, though it might be intentional as well.
Nock was not here, so he might be aiming to do something in his absence. Maybe take revenge for yesterday.
Whatever it may be, at least, it seems to have attracted hatred from Elves. The Elves present in the inn all looked at him with anger and hatred.
However, despite his words, they didn't do anything. Maybe they were instructed to do so as fighting would escalate the situation, especially since humans are guests invited by the Elven Royal Family.
"Don't Elves learn any basic ethics? Why are you all so bad at everything? Your inn looks crappy, your bed is small and hard."
He continued without any restraint. He said everything he wanted.