The Elf Journey In The Western Fantasy World-Chapter 108: Surprises and Disguises

Even the powerful demons dared not challenge them. It wasn’t until the elves decided to retreat into seclusion that the people of the continent emerged from the shadow of their rule.

So why were they seeing a Light and Dark Elf together again now?

That was completely unscientific—what a shock!

The demon sitting opposite the elves showed a strange expression.

Especially Pinison, the demon in the sixth seat; his expression changed noticeably, and his eyes flickered uncertainly.

It wasn’t his fault; he didn’t want this either. Demons loved fighting, and during that period, the battle-hungry demons naturally wouldn’t miss such an opportunity. So he sought out the then-legendary Light and Dark Elves for a fight. But the elves were kind—they let him choose who to fight.

He chose the seemingly fragile Light Elf.

And then he was beaten nearly to death.

Since that day, Pinison had been avoiding elves.

Wherever elves appeared, he would be nowhere near.

Elves were just too ruthless in battle. If not for his thick skin and tough flesh, whether he would still exist in this world was questionable.

And now, seeing a Light Elf and a Dark Elf in his own territory again, he couldn’t help but recall those events from centuries ago, a mix of pain and happiness.

Light Elves generally didn’t associate with Dark Elves. If one day you saw a Light Elf and a Dark Elf walking together, don’t ask why—it means those two elves were destined lifelong friends with an unbreakable bond. Once a Dark Elf finds their soul-bond partner, no matter if a whole world separated them, the Dark Elf would overcome all obstacles to reach their Light Elf.

This Dark Elf named Drow was probably just such a case.

But... Pinison looked at the golden-haired Light Elf and suspected that this elf might not know about this.

If his feelings were correct.

Anos didn’t notice the undercurrents beneath the surface at all. Seeing Illiya had taken the initiative to briefly introduce their situation, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed they no longer needed him much—this was truly a relief.

After the friendly introductions, both sides fell into silence.

The demons only cared about their Demon King, while Illiya found himself completely at a loss for what to say, so in the end, he remained silent.

The atmosphere at the banquet suddenly became awkward.

Anos keenly noticed this, but he didn’t know how to fix it, so he simply turned a blind eye, pretending not to notice, and started eating the food on the table.

Forget it—socializing is hard. Food is the only thing that can soothe his soul.

Amen, long live delicious food!

...

At a border city of the Nubilian Union.

Eoryun had no idea how he had ended up in such a situation.

Well, it all started when he said goodbye to his companions and headed toward the Merfolk territory.

Originally, the plan was to stay there for only one month. After bidding farewell to his friends, he followed his great aunt Tiana into the deep sea to the Merfolk domain to undergo the baptism ritual. To avoid keeping his companions waiting too long, he accepted the Merfolk priest’s suggestion to use time magic.

With the blessing of time magic, he quickly completed the Merfolk baptism.

Maybe because his regression was quite thorough, the awakening of his bloodline was not very difficult. So, in just over half a day (three years in the time-space dimension), he successfully fully awakened his Merfolk bloodline.

After the awakening, he immediately went ashore, ready to find his companions.

But to his surprise, after asking the innkeeper, he was told that they had already checked out that very day.

Checked out.

Checked.

Out.

Eoryun: "....."

What the heck is this?!

Why did he even bother using time magic? Wasn’t the whole point to prevent this kind of situation—to ensure that when he came ashore, his companions had already moved on to the demon realm or were doing something else?

And yet?

Reality told him that his worries had all come true. Surprised? Shocked?

Damn!

What a surprise! What a shock!

From that moment, things started spiraling out of control.

Since his companions were gone, maybe he should take the initiative and go to the demon realm to look for them?

That wasn’t a bad idea. After all, just waiting around wasn’t a solution.

Being naturally lucky, Eoryun was already thinking about going to the demon realm when he overheard people discussing how to get there earlier than usual. At first, he just thought it was a joke, but the things they said made some sense—it even seemed possible.

[ Actually, demons don’t have to follow the death date to cross into the border. They have fixed opening times every month; otherwise, demons would be completely isolated. But only demons can freely open the border portal. ]

[ Not necessarily. It’s also possible to try forcibly opening the border portal, but no one’s tried, so no one knows if it’s true. ]

[ Hahahahaha, discussing this here is just theorycrafting. Recently many knight orders came here; only talking to them would matter. Whether those proud knight orders will listen is another question. ]

[ It’d be surprising if they do. For now, let’s just treat this as a joke. ]

Somehow, the more Eoryun thought about it, the more he believed this plan might actually work. So, he began moving in the direction of the border, careful not to attract attention—especially from those weird knight orders.

On a whim, he started disguising himself. He packed away his expensive clothes and changed into rough linen garments he had bought. He hid all his valuable items and even put on makeup.

He never thought his first time putting on makeup would be for this purpose.

What a surprise.

After changing clothes and applying makeup, he transformed from a noble young man into an ordinary resident anyone could see on the street.

Then he began his slow, cautious journey toward the border, stopping and going, moving steadily.