Chapter 632: Elves Moving out in a Group
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
“St. Dulan, this is the information about the usage of the new cultivation mystical realm in different areas.” A priest bowed and handed a document to Dulan.
If it were before, Dulan wouldn’t have read such documents since he was confident of the forefront position of the Dulan Workshop’s cultivation mystical realms.
But things had changed after he witnessed the failure of his new mystical realm in the Elf Clan.
Reading the numbers on the document, he heaved a sigh of relief when he found that it seemed like this failure had no impact on the mystical realm of the Dulan Workshop.
Obviously, word couldn’t travel so fast since people had to spread them to one another.
Dulan’s face was still dark. He had participated in St. Heinz’ plans which had consumed them lots of time and energy. It was only natural for him to feel furious that their carefully made plans were disrupted by two unknown assassins.
Perhaps he had to make changes and create new plans. Meanwhile, he issued the order, “Find out who botched everything!”
“Yes!”
“Wait!” When the priest bowed and was about to leave, Dulan said, “I’ve never heard of the two assassins before, but that elf girl didn’t look like she was lying. The names might be fake names or nicknames for two assassins in the Underground Council.”
He waved his hand and said, “Go and find out the background of this Altair! Interrogate those assassins in the cells and see if you can find some clues!”
…
It was another sunny morning.
Joseph, Ron, and their peers had just finished their training. Walking on the wide street in the city center, they suddenly exclaimed, “How come the elves are here again?!”
A large group of elves, at least dozens of them, came to Canglan City.
“My goodness! So many elves!” A passing mercenary gasped and was dumbfounded.
“On my ancestors! I’ve never seen so many elves before!” A passing mage gaped at them.
“Okay! Okay! Little Sala. It’s just a shop that is operating a few cultivation mystical realms. Is it really as awesome as you say?” Elder Sewell looked doubtful as the little elf babbled all the way into the city.
She admitted that the shop had good stories and good mystical realms, but she felt like Sala was piling too many compliments on it. Sala boasted about spicy sticks being more delicious than the Mystic Taste Fruit, iced red tea being better than the spring water brewed with the Leaves of Life, instant noodles being tastier than fruits from the Earthly Tree, and Coke which could instantly lift one’s mood!
After all, it is only a shop for mystical realms! It isn’t a snack shop! Furthermore, even if it is a snack shop, its snacks can never compare with the green, natural delicacies in the Elf Clan. She is making it sound like these snacks are more tempting to elves than the Spring of Life!
Elder Sewell didn’t believe Sala and ignored all the non-important stuff. She was just here to see how far the cultivation mystical realms had progressed in the human world instead of eating snacks.
The several elves in the Elder Guard Team who came along also looked disdainful. One of them was an elf guard wearing elegant and exquisite light armor, and his long brown hair was tied behind his head, making him look elegant. He said, “Humans only pay attention to the taste instead of its value when cooking. In fact, I don’t think their food is tasty at all.”
“I once tried a delicacy cooked by a human master chef. I truly doubt that the salty and spicy food is edible.”
The elf said with a faint smile on his face.
“Hahahaha…” Beside him, an elf took out a piece of green fruit and said, “Fortunately, I came prepared.”
He bit into it with enjoyment while a refreshing fragrance floated off from the crisp and juicy fruit.
Laughter sounded among the elves.
…
At this moment, Mr. Fang lazily stretched in the morning sunshine and finally opened the door.
Elina and the other assassins entered the shop at this moment. Helen, Commander Elven, and other members of the Golden Griffin Knight Legion had the habit of having breakfast in the shop before going to their training.
“Hi! Good morning, Sir!” A girl wearing a black mage robe greeted him and entered the shop.
“Good morning…” Mr. Fang froze for a second. It seemed like he didn’t know every customer and was only familiar with a few of them.
It reminded him that the few elves who had visited the shop every day in the past while had been missing in the last couple of days.
With this thought on his mind, Mr. Fang was about to return to his seat. Then, he rubbed his eyes, afraid that his eyes were playing tricks on him.
“Sir!” The elves who hadn’t visited this shop for a few days came back with a large group of elves.
It was a grand scene to see as a big group filed into the shop.
“So many?! How did you lure them here?!”
“Humph!” Sala said smugly, “I brought my elders here. I’m good, uh?”
Mr. Fang had never seen so many elves in his life! This was a big team of elves!
Despite the turbulence and thoughts inside, Mr. Fang managed to remain calm and nod coolly.
This shop owner can remain calm and cool… Elder Sewell nodded to herself and thought, He indeed looks like a master.
Could it be that he is the master who created Assassin’s Creed?
Meanwhile, several people stood at the counter and asked, “Sir, what’s this Cappuccino thing?”
In the old shops, some people stood around the counters as well.
None of them had heard of such a weird name before. The names of the products in the shop were getting stranger and stranger.
“Ugh? The shop owner released something new?” Elf Girl Sala immediately looked over.
“It seems to be food,” Helen answered, startled to see Sala coming back. When she turned around, she froze and thought, How come there are so many elves in the shop?!
Are the elves all moving around in large groups now?!
“Food?” Sala’s eyes lit up as she asked, “The shop now has a new delicacy?”
“Yes,” Helen said, “I’m going to try it and see if it’s as good as instant noodles.”
“If it’s as good as spicy sticks, I’m sure that I’ll come and buy it everyday.” Elina got in the line.
“Do you guys want to try it?” A few elves got in line as well and asked the other elves.
“Forget it. I’d rather die than try these human delicacies.” The elf who had criticized human food said, “When I traveled on the continent, I used to buy fruits on the roadside instead of buying such food that isn’t edible.”
“I have some fruits of the Earthly Tree!” One elf took out his fruits and bit into one with enjoyment. “Mr. Ginz, do you want one?”
Then, he handed one to the elf in the Elder Guard Team who said that he would rather die than eat human food.