The Elf Journey In The Western Fantasy World-Chapter 71: The Demon Farmers’ Dilemma

No matter how much Illiya resisted in his heart, he had no choice but to accept reality.

The main problem was—could these two demons please stop staring at him with those pitiful, watery eyes?! Combined with their burly bodies, it seriously made a Elf feel deeply uncomfortable!

This Elf is in despair.

Under pressure from all sides, Illiya begrudgingly stayed put.

After thinking it over for a long while, and realizing there was no way out, Illiya decided to give the two demons a heads-up.

"Although I’m a Light Elf, that doesn’t mean I have a natural gift for farming! What I’m saying is—I really don’t know how to farm, so I might not be able to save whatever’s dying in the soil." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

After laying down this disclaimer, Illiya signaled the two demons to begin explaining their situation.

"Go ahead and tell me your requests."

"And also—can you please stop looking at me with those weird eyes!"

After hearing Illiya’s words, the two demons exchanged a look, then both turned their heads away in distaste, letting out a couple of dry heaves.

Illiya: ????

The demon on the left wiped his mouth and caught sight of the Elf’s bewildered expression.

Panicking, he hurried to explain, "Your Esteemed Elf, please don’t misunderstand! I wasn’t disgusted by you—it’s just that I never realized how utterly revolting it is when Ke’Oth makes that face!"

The demon named Ke’Oth was instantly annoyed and loudly retorted, "You’re the revolting one, N’zall! You’re the truly disgusting one! I don’t know how you managed to twist your expression into something that offends gods and men alike. You scared His Esteemed Elf half to death!"

N’zall: "No, it’s clearly you!"

Ke’Oth: "Pah! Don’t slander me! It was you, obviously!"

N’zall & Ke’Oth: "It’s you!"

N’zall and Ke’Oth refused to back down, each firmly believing the other’s expression was the most disgusting.

Illiya no longer felt that demons were scary at all.

Seriously—who acts this childish?! Even the little ones in the Elf clan don’t bicker like this!

Feeling mentally exhausted, Illiya interrupted their childish exchange. "Both of you, stop. More than your bickering, what I really want to know is—who taught you to make that expression?"

He truly wanted to know which divine being came up with this.

As soon as the topic changed, N’zall and Ke’Oth immediately dropped their argument. Their dark-skinned faces flushed pink—it looked downright strange.

N’zall & Ke’Oth: "Of course, our most beloved His Majesty Demon King!"

N’zall added, "His Majesty said that if we looked at people with this kind of expression, it would soften their hearts."

Ke’Oth nodded, "Yes, that’s exactly what His Majesty said. Though he also warned us not to use it lightly. Honestly, I don’t see what the problem is—it works really well!"

Everyone else: "..."

Illiya was speechless.

Isn’t there at least a possibility that what your Demon King was actually trying to do... was subtly beg you never to make that face in front of others?

Illiya found it difficult to tell the truth to the two demons standing before him. He feared that if they learned the reality, they might cry.

This wasn’t baseless speculation. Earlier, when they spoke of their Demon King, their cheeks flushed with a genuine, unhidden blush. Their admiration for their Demon King was heartfelt. If they were to learn that the Demon King actually found their expressions unpleasant, even if they didn’t burst into tears, they would definitely be heartbroken.

With that in mind, Illiya thoughtfully chose to "withhold" the truth.

Compassionate as always, the elf had no intention of piercing someone else’s feelings.

However, what Illiya didn’t understand was that the Demon King held a unique significance for the demons—and likewise, the demons’ faith in their Demon King wasn’t ordinary reverence.

Blissfully unaware, Illiya kindly diverted the topic. "Ke’Oth, N’zall, is there some kind of problem with your field?"

Ke’Oth and N’zall were successfully distracted. They snapped out of their childish back-and-forth blaming and seemed to become reliable once more—or at least appeared that way.

Ke’Oth jogged over to the edge of the field and squatted down, pointing to a patch of inconspicuous green crops with a puzzled look. "I specifically bought this piece of land because it’s similar to the soil back home. But to my surprise, the crops I planted aren’t growing at all."

N’zall quickly nodded. "Yes, exactly! I don’t understand it either. I followed the method the humans taught us to the letter. Why is it that when humans plant crops, they grow, but ours don’t?"

As he spoke, N’zall’s tone noticeably dropped, full of melancholy. "If this land, which resembles the soil back home, can’t grow anything, then it’s likely that nothing will grow on my home’s land either. If that’s the case, I’ll have to attend the Demon King’s Plant Appreciation Festival empty-handed."

Ke’Oth’s expression also darkened. His features nearly scrunched up into a knot.

"That’s the very first Plant Appreciation Festival His Majesty the Demon King is hosting!" Ke’Oth’s tone began with pride, but quickly sank. "There’s less than a month until the festival, and so far we haven’t been able to grow anything remotely presentable."

"Most of what we planted has already died."

N’zall followed up with a sigh, "And the ones that haven’t died yet are half-dead. It won’t be long before they die too."

Everyone else: "..."

They really did seem like plant killers.

Illiya frowned with visible difficulty.

He had never encountered a situation like this. Everything they planted was either dead or dying. There was no escaping the fact—they were born plant killers.

Even if he somehow managed to revive the plants in front of him, could these two demons really continue growing crops on their own afterward? Could they replicate the process themselves?

Illiya was genuinely worried.

But Seoryun had a different opinion. If they couldn’t grow anything in time for the festival, couldn’t they just buy something instead?

"This situation... is certainly complicated," said Seoryun. "But have you ever thought about this—if you can’t grow anything yourself, why not just buy a plant to bring instead?"