The gorgeous elf princess of Ollanlone
"What? I don't understand what you're saying." Said Darrel in hearing the language of the elves for the first time.
As the beautiful elf wondered a few questions, Darrel heard a rustle that preceded his death.
"Calm down and cool, let's first analyze why that change in reaction to me" thought Darrel with obvious doubts "And if there was really a monster?! But why didn't she stop it, she could do it easily?!" Darrel began to doubt if there was another creature.
"But can one really be so calm when I was killed on the spot?" so Darrel calmed down and tried to realize what really happened with the information in his possession, without losing his temper again "I don't know anything about elves or any other related information, at least not that I have a memory, aaaaaaaaaah, I can't help but to rebirth"
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"Do you want to rebirth? Or firts do you want to increase your multiplier?"
x=0.65
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"I'm starting to feeling sick for doing this every time"
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lvl:1 exp:0/100
HP:104/104 MP:399/399=499/499
Rebirth:45
Strenght:12.7 Vitality:10.4 Agility:12.5 Intelligence:39.9=49.9 Luck:18.5
Remaining points:10=0
Title:Another one, NEW! Information extractor (extract information about the last entity you were killed by)
Information extracted from: Gender: Female Race: Elf Name:???
New knowledge: elves language
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"Wow! This is a skill I really needed now, may the heavens bless you" Darrel was thrilled, had just received an oddly needed skill "Well, who am I to complain" so as he walked briskly, he was in the her head processing the information extracted from the elf "Apparently I am in the 'Flatleaf' forest, an expanse full of very tall trees, and not very far from there was their village 'Ollanlone', more like an entire kingdom, which was used as 'capital', even if the elves did not have these concepts, for them it was a village like others but in 'Ollanlone' there was the 'imperial' family, as mentioned they did not use certain concepts, for the elves a king was like a simple administrator, peacekeeper, troop management and more, even if in words they did not admit it, in a sense they acted like humans, and lastly they were neutral but with humans they were ' beware' it certainly wasn't in the best of relations but in any case between the two civilizations, although the attitude was not friendly, there were religious and commercial exchanges and little else, mostly each one remained in their 'civilization' due to heavy racism.
So in short they killed Darrel for ... "... racism ... oh well, maybe also because there is an 'enemy' near the capital, they probably mistaken me for a spy, I have to find a way to clarify without die "
And when he arrived, he was face to face with the elf, again.
"Who are you? Announce in front of the queen of Flatleaf, Elofa Erevyn Flatleaf" said the elf, Darrel soon after a little scared of being killed and said:
"Listen I don't know elf-habet or whatever language you speak but ...! " only at the end of the sentence did Darrel realize that
"CAN YOU SPEAK OUR LANGUAGE ?!" Elofa said surprised
"I CAN CIPIRE WHAT DO YOU SAY ?!" Darrel said at the same time, surprised at first, but then he remembered back to the new 'title' he had received and it was soon clear to him.
"W-W-WHO ARE YOU?" Elora confused continued screaming.
"calm down, calm down, first of all it would be better to calm down" said Darrel with understanding.
"HOW TO CALM HIM AND IF YOU WANT TO KILL ?!" Elora continued to screaming.
"but it wouldn't even be possible, don't you elves have that aura thing to understand when a person can be strong or not, don't you see that I'm very weak?" Darrel said, checking the information he received.
"Oh, you are right and you are really weak, how old are you? You look like 17 years old so you must be a human adult, where have you lived so far? Under a glass dome?" Elora said surprised by Darrel's feeble strength
"Oh well, let's not exaggerate now, I'm not that weak" Darrel said reluctantly about what the standards were according to his memories [Whether my standards were low or I lived somewhere where those were the standards or they didn't care at all to none of how strong I was]
(I'll use '[ ]' to indicate when someone is thinking to themselves)
"Now stop chatting, announce who you are," said Elora.
"Now that I think about it, if I thought I didn't understand why that presentation?" Darrel wondered.
"SHUT UP! And tell me who you are and why are you in this place if you don't want to be killed" Elora said embarrassed aiming the bow.
"SORRY! SORRY! I don't know I found myself in the forest" Said hastily Darrel terrified by his arrows.
"What they do you mean you don't know?" Elora wondered.
"I found myself in the middle of the weaned forest" said Darrel.
"Mmmmh...because now I will take you with me to my da- I mean the king"
"EH?! W-what are you doing?" Darrel exclaimed.
"I'm obviously tying you up" said Elora.
"And why sorry?!" Darrel said worried.
"To make sure you don't do something stupid" Elora said while she was tying him up.
"No stop! so I would look like a criminal" said Darrel getting more and more worried.
"Civilian safety comes first!" Elora affirmed.
"Aaah...okay" said Darrel, abandoned the idea of untying himself.
When they arrived, the first thing Darrell noticed was the huge and beautiful sky-high structures, connected by wooden piers, made entirely of wood and leaves, yet they seemed so strong, getting closer and closer he also noticed buildings not only on the trees but also on the ground.
Arriving at the entrance which was a wooden gate but from closer Darrel saw it was a wood he had never seen before, Elora spoke to the guards of the gates, Darrel did not hear what they said, after Elora finished talking to them they entered the inside the huge and wonderful village, immediately after entering Darrel sees many elves, beautiful, elves, being the elves a race of eternal beauty and eternal youth.
Those elves stared at Darrel, some with contempt, some fearful, others indifferent, as in the past and in the future, that in the present, there will always be racism.