VOLUME 10 Chapter 1

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"He's uhm... doing his personal business Elf. And do not do that again, it might be acceptable for Elves to walk in on each other's properties without knocking, but our Lord is human and respects the fact that you need to announce yourself... and maybe get a pair of trousers to boot."

"You vampires never change. The stories of the past and what books survive didn't even make a single mistake about your personalities and that culture of superiority."

"Same could be said about you, Wood Elf. Tsk. At least we're true to ourselves and of our eternity."

"Hahahaha, then I guess I'll wait here. Don't wanna make any more problems."

"Hm? And why? Just leave. Our Lord shall see to it if he ever wants to find you."

"As you said, respect. I'll wait here till he returns so that we might be able to converse about our hunting path and so that I may be able to be aware of their plans. The Chiefs won't be happy if some Outworlders were to walk into our city without permission."

"Haaaaa... why do we bother? Countess. Do tell, have we been talking to these people?"

"Not as much Your Majesty. The Wood Elves have been doing their own thing since then."

"Ah, I see. No wonder they're so curious again. Now, don't misunderstand me, Elf. But I do think it'd be better for you to leave than wave your naked body around."

"Hahahahahah, I guess something did change with the Vampires."

"Nothing had, I am merely annoyed by your presence. At least wear shoes."

"You should never be ashamed of yourself nor of your beauty."

"That does not mean I will go naked here and frolic in the forest like it's my personal private room."

"Then please, just ignore me. I am sure you Vampires can do something as simple as that."

"Oh you're really pushing it."

Bahamut in the back just stayed silent. She then started looking around and found something in a bush.

Meanwhile inside his bush. In the middle of his session, the General notices the ground and looks around. The frozen marshlands opened his eyes. "We'll need more Wreckers..." he then takes a closer look at one of the stone goblins that's been stuck, with moss and vines growing over its long frozen body. Cleaning its body a bit, he stares at its curved sword that's half buried in the mud. "Hmmmm... these guys are pretty damn dangerous.'' He saw that the goblin even had a pouch's string wrapped around his wrist. "Poisoned? Dang." The small creature also wore leather and metal armor with greaves and a full helmet and had extra infantry tools in his belt.

Looking further into its outfit. The Goblin Infantry wasn't the ones he is used to and is visibly experienced and very well equipped for combat and even had tools normal Goblins wouldn't have. He then looks at the other Goblins and finds the same set up but with varying arrangements for Archers, Shielders, Lancers, Spears, and Swords. But not one was lacking in equipment and others even had Demonic horns on their metal helmets. "The forces of Hell know what's up. Wow."

"How long are you going to wait here? Can you not sully our camp with your naked body?"

"Oh my, a vampire that doesn't want to see a naked body? More so the wonderfully carved bodies of us Elves? What world are we living in?"

"Grrrrr... Bahamut, can you not do something?"

Bahamut with some berries on her mouth and hand looks at the two emptily. She then shrugs and continues picking berries from the bush. Alana takes some and while eating a berry, looks devilishly at the Elf. The Dragon continued eating without care as the Elf curiously looked at her, tilting his head as he inspected the woman silently eating berries.

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