Going to the Elwyn City
As He initiated the teleport, an abrupt burst of blinding white light enveloped him. It was so brilliant and intense that it felt as if he was submerged in a realm of pure radiance. Having never experienced a Teleportation before, the sensation caught him completely off guard. It was a strange sensation, almost like floating in a vast, endless space – no up, no down, just an all-consuming brightness.
But just as quickly as he was suspended, he was pulled back into reality, feeling a hard jolt as he hit something softer than the ground.
Blinking away the daze, he realized he had landed on a girl. Her green eyes, wide with shock, stared right back into his. Her crimson hair shimmered, framing her face gracefully. In a rush of embarrassment and realization, Theo scrambled to move away from her.
Yet before he could muster an apology, a sharp pain coursed through his neck. He was thrown back down, this time by a forceful grip. Looking up, he found himself facing another girl, this one was also with distinguishing long ears.
Her emerald eyes were a different story, filled with pure annoyance and even a touch of disgust. Her own crimson locks, just as stunning as the first girl's, fell elegantly to her shoulder. Their beauty was undeniable, rivaling that of Elena in their own unique way.
The girl's voice was cold, tinged with menace, as if simply by being there, Theo had committed some unforgivable crime in her eyes. "Filthy human! How dare you touch my sister. Speak, before I kill you." The chilling edge in her voice was unmistakable.
Theo quickly assessed his situation, cursing his decision to teleport to this place. Still, he knew it wasn't entirely his fault. The mechanics of Teleportation were unfamiliar to him, and he certainly hadn't expected to tumble onto someone. Was this fate or just bad luck?
With as much calm as he could muster, Theo tried to explain. "I wasn't familiar with how the teleporter would drop me. I had no intentions of landing on anyone," He noticed a flicker of doubt in the fierce girl's eyes.
She scrutinized him for a moment, seemingly mulling over his words. But her grip on his throat didn't waver.
The younger girl, he'd landed on, stood up, her voice gentle, "Sister, don't hurt him just for being a human. You know, it was an accident and we are also at fault for not being careful. Don’t forget, grandfather would get mad if you cause an unnecessary conflict with the humans over this.
The elder sister's voice grew cold, "Are you saying I should let this stupid fellow go easily? That won’t happen. He disrespected you by falling on top of you!" Her eyes still burned with anger.
The younger one reasoned, "Do you think a mere hooligan would have access to a teleporter? He might be of noble birth from the Lighthaven Empire. You shouldn’t treat him like this."
"Noble or not, he had no right," the elder sister retorted then shifted her eyes back to Theo, "Identify yourself, Human." she demanded, loosening her grip just a tad.
He gasped for air and managed to speak, "I’m a merchant. This is first time I've used a teleporter to travel." The boy felt annoyed by her rude way of asking. He knew well he was at fault but not at the level where she should treat him in a vicious manner.
“A merchant? Using Teleportation? You expect me to believe that tale?” she shot back, gritting her teeth.
“Here,” he spoke, pulling out a Shadowshade potato from his golden vault.
Even in his compromised position, he couldn’t help but think, ‘Why do girls always have the urge to pin me down like this?’ He remembered his first time with Lilith and now this violent girl.
The fierce maiden snatched the potato and, after inspecting it closely, her eyes reflected suspicion. She murmured, "This is a high-quality magic potato."
After what felt like an eternity, she finally released him with a reluctant look. Studying the potatoes and then him for several seconds, she asked, "How much of these do you have?" The girl inquired.
"I have around one thousand," Theo responded, slightly confused. Then he stood up and began to pat his clothes to dust off the dirt.
She exhaled in exasperation, “Can’t you speak in weight?” She clearly struggled with the duality of her feelings: anger for what had happened with her sister and a strong desire to buy his goods.
After struggling a bit, her pride didn't let her buy the enchanted potatoes from him. She continued, "Regardless, consider this your only warning. If you ever come close to my sister again, you won't walk away." With that, she started to leave.
The younger girl gave him a small, apologetic smile, whispering, "Sorry for all that," before trailing behind her elder sibling.
As they vanished from his sight, Theo muttered, "What a pair of strange siblings," before making his way out of the Teleporter room.
Navigating his way outside, Theo found himself in an expansive grand hall, its white walls adorned with complex silver patterns resembling leaves. The place was filled with guards, each with pointy ears, which revealed they were of the elven race. Their youthful features seemed to defy time itself.
In the midst of these guards, an elven man, who was probably their leader, caught Theo's attention. With raven-black hair falling down to his mid-back and a physique that, while not very tall, was undeniably well-developed. As Theo's gaze hovered over him, he began to understand why elven race were known for their unparalleled beauty.
Currently, that elven man was engaged in a conversation with the fierce girl who had not too long ago pinned him down.
“Welcome to Elwyn city, Princess Aerin and Princess Elara. We are honored by your presence. I am Haldir, the commander in charge of this city," the man greeted respectfully with a bow.
Theo's heart sank. ‘Oh. Damn it…,' he thought bitterly, 'She had to be a princess?' The realization that he had unintentionally crossed an elven royal made him mentally curse himself.
'I really need to get better luck,' he mused, feeling a surge of regret over his coincidental Teleportation timing. He attempted to exit the hall, hoping they wouldn't discover him. Due to his lack of mana, he was like a shadow, easily slipping away unnoticed.
Once he stepped outside the grand hall, which he now identified as the Teleporter Palace, the breathtaking landscape of Elwyn city appeared before him. Buildings were not just built upon the ground; they were masterfully integrated within gargantuan trees. Their trunks housed homes and shops, their branches working as pathways and their canopies acted as protective roofs.
Below one of the tree-shops, an elven boy tugged at his parents' robes, pointing at wooden dolls that resembled fierce-looking beasts. Nearby, a brown haired elven lady was engaged in a lively negotiation with a shopkeeper. Guards in armor patrolled in the distance.
Everywhere he looked, the ground was blanketed with soft, lush green grass, giving the entire place an ethereal and serene vibe. Even though it was daytime, the atmosphere was cool and soothing. The air was fresh and invigorating, filled with the aroma of flowers scattered around a serene pond. The city was an impressive blend of nature and architecture, showcasing the very essence of elven craftsmanship.
The sight of the city left him in awe. This was his first time in an elven city. He'd only read about elves in fairy tales and had never met one before. Yet, not even a month after arriving in this world, he had not only encountered them but had been pinned down by the elven princess herself.
Recalling the bitter memory snapped him out of his musings. He quickly regained his composure and began to move. He needed to find a shop where he could sell his crops for gold coins. Currently, he was so poor that even the vicious girl had mistaken him for some thug.
As he wandered through the city, he couldn't help but notice the curious stares of the elves. Their eyes followed him, whispering amongst themselves.
At one spot, a young girl pointed at him while tugging her parent's clothing, similar to the young boy he had seen earlier pointing at a doll. It felt as though he was a piece of art on display, walking the streets of Elwyn City. The realization soon dawned on him why he was garnering so much attention: he hadn't seen another human. In this elven city, he was truly an alien.
Choosing to ignore the stares and whispers, Theo focused on his quest to find the right shop. He discovered various signboards above the store entrances: "Lunar Tavern," "Elmswood Inn," "Sylvari's Restaurant," and "Elandrial's Swords and Artifacts."
As he was reading their names, an impatient voice sounded in his mind. "Haven't you reached there yet? You're taking so long..." Lilith's voice came via telepathy.
“Hold on, Demoness. I need to find a secluded spot to cast the portal. There are too many elves around,” he responded.
Continuing his search, a signboard finally caught his eye: “Harvest Haven". He was relieved as he'd located a place to sell his crops and earn some gold coins. Given his knowledge from the books, he was certain the currency in Elwyn City would be accepted in Ironkeep City and the Lighthaven Empire.
Ascending the wooden steps leading to the entrance, he was about to enter when a sudden commotion from inside caught his attention.
Going to the Elwyn City
As He initiated the teleport, an abrupt burst of blinding white light enveloped him. It was so brilliant and intense that it felt as if he was submerged in a realm of pure radiance. Having never experienced a Teleportation before, the sensation caught him completely off guard. It was a strange sensation, almost like floating in a vast, endless space – no up, no down, just an all-consuming brightness.
But just as quickly as he was suspended, he was pulled back into reality, feeling a hard jolt as he hit something softer than the ground.
Blinking away the daze, he realized he had landed on a girl. Her green eyes, wide with shock, stared right back into his. Her crimson hair shimmered, framing her face gracefully. In a rush of embarrassment and realization, Theo scrambled to move away from her.
Yet before he could muster an apology, a sharp pain coursed through his neck. He was thrown back down, this time by a forceful grip. Looking up, he found himself facing another girl, this one was also with distinguishing long ears.
Her emerald eyes were a different story, filled with pure annoyance and even a touch of disgust. Her own crimson locks, just as stunning as the first girl's, fell elegantly to her shoulder. Their beauty was undeniable, rivaling that of Elena in their own unique way.
The girl's voice was cold, tinged with menace, as if simply by being there, Theo had committed some unforgivable crime in her eyes. "Filthy human! How dare you touch my sister. Speak, before I kill you." The chilling edge in her voice was unmistakable.
Theo quickly assessed his situation, cursing his decision to teleport to this place. Still, he knew it wasn't entirely his fault. The mechanics of Teleportation were unfamiliar to him, and he certainly hadn't expected to tumble onto someone. Was this fate or just bad luck?
With as much calm as he could muster, Theo tried to explain. "I wasn't familiar with how the teleporter would drop me. I had no intentions of landing on anyone," He noticed a flicker of doubt in the fierce girl's eyes.
She scrutinized him for a moment, seemingly mulling over his words. But her grip on his throat didn't waver.
The younger girl, he'd landed on, stood up, her voice gentle, "Sister, don't hurt him just for being a human. You know, it was an accident and we are also at fault for not being careful. Don’t forget, grandfather would get mad if you cause an unnecessary conflict with the humans over this.
The elder sister's voice grew cold, "Are you saying I should let this stupid fellow go easily? That won’t happen. He disrespected you by falling on top of you!" Her eyes still burned with anger.
The younger one reasoned, "Do you think a mere hooligan would have access to a teleporter? He might be of noble birth from the Lighthaven Empire. You shouldn’t treat him like this."
"Noble or not, he had no right," the elder sister retorted then shifted her eyes back to Theo, "Identify yourself, Human." she demanded, loosening her grip just a tad.
He gasped for air and managed to speak, "I’m a merchant. This is first time I've used a teleporter to travel." The boy felt annoyed by her rude way of asking. He knew well he was at fault but not at the level where she should treat him in a vicious manner.
“A merchant? Using Teleportation? You expect me to believe that tale?” she shot back, gritting her teeth.
“Here,” he spoke, pulling out a Shadowshade potato from his golden vault.
Even in his compromised position, he couldn’t help but think, ‘Why do girls always have the urge to pin me down like this?’ He remembered his first time with Lilith and now this violent girl.
The fierce maiden snatched the potato and, after inspecting it closely, her eyes reflected suspicion. She murmured, "This is a high-quality magic potato."
After what felt like an eternity, she finally released him with a reluctant look. Studying the potatoes and then him for several seconds, she asked, "How much of these do you have?" The girl inquired.
"I have around one thousand," Theo responded, slightly confused. Then he stood up and began to pat his clothes to dust off the dirt.
She exhaled in exasperation, “Can’t you speak in weight?” She clearly struggled with the duality of her feelings: anger for what had happened with her sister and a strong desire to buy his goods.
After struggling a bit, her pride didn't let her buy the enchanted potatoes from him. She continued, "Regardless, consider this your only warning. If you ever come close to my sister again, you won't walk away." With that, she started to leave.
The younger girl gave him a small, apologetic smile, whispering, "Sorry for all that," before trailing behind her elder sibling.
As they vanished from his sight, Theo muttered, "What a pair of strange siblings," before making his way out of the Teleporter room.
Navigating his way outside, Theo found himself in an expansive grand hall, its white walls adorned with complex silver patterns resembling leaves. The place was filled with guards, each with pointy ears, which revealed they were of the elven race. Their youthful features seemed to defy time itself.
In the midst of these guards, an elven man, who was probably their leader, caught Theo's attention. With raven-black hair falling down to his mid-back and a physique that, while not very tall, was undeniably well-developed. As Theo's gaze hovered over him, he began to understand why elven race were known for their unparalleled beauty.
Currently, that elven man was engaged in a conversation with the fierce girl who had not too long ago pinned him down.
“Welcome to Elwyn city, Princess Aerin and Princess Elara. We are honored by your presence. I am Haldir, the commander in charge of this city," the man greeted respectfully with a bow.
Theo's heart sank. ‘Oh. Damn it…,' he thought bitterly, 'She had to be a princess?' The realization that he had unintentionally crossed an elven royal made him mentally curse himself.
'I really need to get better luck,' he mused, feeling a surge of regret over his coincidental Teleportation timing. He attempted to exit the hall, hoping they wouldn't discover him. Due to his lack of mana, he was like a shadow, easily slipping away unnoticed.
Once he stepped outside the grand hall, which he now identified as the Teleporter Palace, the breathtaking landscape of Elwyn city appeared before him. Buildings were not just built upon the ground; they were masterfully integrated within gargantuan trees. Their trunks housed homes and shops, their branches working as pathways and their canopies acted as protective roofs.
Below one of the tree-shops, an elven boy tugged at his parents' robes, pointing at wooden dolls that resembled fierce-looking beasts. Nearby, a brown haired elven lady was engaged in a lively negotiation with a shopkeeper. Guards in armor patrolled in the distance.
Everywhere he looked, the ground was blanketed with soft, lush green grass, giving the entire place an ethereal and serene vibe. Even though it was daytime, the atmosphere was cool and soothing. The air was fresh and invigorating, filled with the aroma of flowers scattered around a serene pond. The city was an impressive blend of nature and architecture, showcasing the very essence of elven craftsmanship.
The sight of the city left him in awe. This was his first time in an elven city. He'd only read about elves in fairy tales and had never met one before. Yet, not even a month after arriving in this world, he had not only encountered them but had been pinned down by the elven princess herself.
Recalling the bitter memory snapped him out of his musings. He quickly regained his composure and began to move. He needed to find a shop where he could sell his crops for gold coins. Currently, he was so poor that even the vicious girl had mistaken him for some thug.
As he wandered through the city, he couldn't help but notice the curious stares of the elves. Their eyes followed him, whispering amongst themselves.
At one spot, a young girl pointed at him while tugging her parent's clothing, similar to the young boy he had seen earlier pointing at a doll. It felt as though he was a piece of art on display, walking the streets of Elwyn City. The realization soon dawned on him why he was garnering so much attention: he hadn't seen another human. In this elven city, he was truly an alien.
Choosing to ignore the stares and whispers, Theo focused on his quest to find the right shop. He discovered various signboards above the store entrances: "Lunar Tavern," "Elmswood Inn," "Sylvari's Restaurant," and "Elandrial's Swords and Artifacts."
As he was reading their names, an impatient voice sounded in his mind. "Haven't you reached there yet? You're taking so long..." Lilith's voice came via telepathy.
“Hold on, Demoness. I need to find a secluded spot to cast the portal. There are too many elves around,” he responded.
Continuing his search, a signboard finally caught his eye: “Harvest Haven". He was relieved as he'd located a place to sell his crops and earn some gold coins. Given his knowledge from the books, he was certain the currency in Elwyn City would be accepted in Ironkeep City and the Lighthaven Empire.
Ascending the wooden steps leading to the entrance, he was about to enter when a sudden commotion from inside caught his attention.
