An Extra's POV

Chapter 612  The Elven Mob

"Haa…"

He was a little disoriented, but that feeling didn\'t last very long. Instead, he returned his vision and the rest of his senses with a single thought, causing his perception of the world to resume in all its glorious details.

The honest truth was that Rey had to sharply reduce all of his body\'s functions—especially sensory abilities—if he ever wanted to sleep. If he didn\'t, the excess information he would receive, even with his eyes closed, would be more than enough to keep his brain active. His body\'s sensitivity, his supernatural senses, and many more, would never allow him to have a moment of honest rest.

To combat that, he had to intentionally \'nerf\' himself. \'This noise, though…\' Rey\'s thoughts trailed as he slowly rose to his feet. \'If it was this loud, despite me dulling my senses, then…\' He instantly spread his perception for a few hundred meters and quickly realized what the problem was. This only made him sigh—in slight frustration and determination—even more.

\'I was expecting them, but still…\'

Rey shrugged off his initial hesitation and took a small observation around him. His room was a simple, but massive structure within the fortress he built from the beach sand. He was able to get a nice bed in the place using Spatial Magic, and he also used Magic to create nice lights and proper air conditioning within the bare room.

Commonplace Magic was so useful when one didn\'t need to learn the Spells but could make them on the fly. Rey had previously found himself compelled to do more with his Magic within the fortress, but he ultimately decided against it.

He was here for business, after all.

"Welp… let\'s get to it."

His naked body was instantly covered by Emil\'s smooth surface, forming fabric out of seemingly nothing—only after properly freshening up with Magic.

Of course, he kept hearing the loud noises of his aggrieved neighbors through it all, but Rey ignored their tantrums and focused on getting himself prepped for the meeting.

He could have even shut off his hearing so he wouldn\'t need to put up with their annoying voices, but he decided against that.

\'I have to practice with this…\' He told himself.

By the time he was done, he left the confines of his room and found two ladies already waiting for him outside. Esme was dressed in her long white and gold cloak, already holding the gnarled staff that was bestowed upon her. She looked exquisite, as always, which made the lady beside her appear plain by comparison—though she was quite stunning in her own right.

Despite not being so flashy, Kara\'s scholarly robe, alongside her glasses and somewhat serious demeanor, made her stand out; in her own way. She had a satchel, with a pen and book readily on standby.

The moment Rey saw the two of them, a smile crept up on his face.

"You do realize they\'re shouting curses on you, yet you\'re smiling?" Esme placed one hand on her waist as she made this comment.

Before she finished, a smile crept up on her face, followed by a bright twinkle in her eyes. "Somehow feels good to hear."

"Does it?" "It does. I like how they sound so desperate and angry, but helpless at the same time." "Pfft!" Rey snickered a little after hearing Esme\'s words, swiftly turning to the other lady who stood right beside Esme, but looked a lot more reserved.

"What do you think, Kara? Is it amusing to you too?"

"W-well, not really. Not having the goodwill of these people will be bad for business, so I\'d advise you to refrain from making such statements in public."

"Of course, of course!" Rey was no fool. He already knew he couldn\'t do or say certain things to the Elves based on the current situation at hand and the goal he had in place to achieve them.

Unless the Elves really pushed him to it, he wouldn\'t bother them in any way.

"This entire Fortress is surrounded by my Magic. Think of it as existing in a different set of space, but still visible to these people." Rey added words of assurance, granting his most generous smile.

"They can\'t affect or even hear us here. Even the Oracle shouldn\'t be able to…"

Rey wasn\'t speaking out of his ass either. He had tried experiment after experiment to see if any external force could interact with any item he placed in Spatial Displacement, and the answer was always the same.

Still, that didn\'t mean he didn\'t have concerns.

\'Esme still hasn\'t felt any connection to this Oracle figure, and I still don\'t know the full spectrum of their abilities.\'

Perhaps they could get past his Spatial Displacement, but he really found that unlikely.

"Let\'s not keep our visitors waiting." As soon as he said this, the entire environment changed.

In just a moment, the three were transported outside the fortress. They were met with the natural brightness of the overhead sky, along with the sounds of sea-birds, accompanied by the crashing of waves on the shore.

The warm, peaceful ambiance of the beach was nowhere to be enjoyed, though.

After all, the entire Fortress was already surrounded by a mob of about four dozen people, with a leader at the center. Unlike regular mobs, however, this group of people was a bit different.

Not only did they have pointy ears, but they also wore strangely outdated and nature-esque attires.

Also, they were all women.

Their long hairs seemed glossy and neon-like, each having beautiful layers and connotations to them.

Despite most of them looking like delicate women, the look on their faces, as well as the weapons they wielded and pointed towards Rey and his friends, made it clear that they were far from that.

Then, amidst them was a young woman who had her arms folded as she glared at Rey and his group with keen, glowing eyes.

\'Looks like the leader.\' He told himself as he calmly observed her demeanor.

She was flat in all areas, perfectly slender and streamlined for optimal movements. She looked like a professional acrobat, and her small stature made her seem more like a child—a teenager if one was generous—more than a grown adult.

Still, the way she carried herself, as well as how the other Elves interacted with her, made Rey believe she was the oldest in the group. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

And, by using his [Perfect Divine Appraisal]...

[STATUS WINDOW]

- Name: Gratiana La Shanagari.

- Race: Elf - Class: Grand Ranger (A-Tier)

- Level: 121 (90.9% EXP) - Life Force: 1,000 (+100)

- Mana Level: 600 (+60)

- Combat Ability: 1,020 (+100) - Stat Points: 0

- Skills (Exclusive): [Grand Bullseye] [Territory] - Skills (Non-Exclusive): [Grand Combat Application]. [Greater Magic Application]. [Greater Mana Recovery]. [Full Sense]. [Life Force Recovery]. [Map Layout]. [Camouflage]. - Alignment: Lawful Good

[Additional Information]

An Elder among the Elves, in charge of guarding the Western Shores and one of the best combatants among the Elves. She is trusted and respected among her peers

[End Of Information]

… Rey could see that his guess was correct.

\'Still, that\'s quite the low Level…\' He decided to put his observations on hold for the moment and deal with the crowd that seemed to desire his destruction.

He calmed himself easily and stepped forward, ensuring to remain within the barrier he created around the Fortress.

"My name is Rey Skylar. I am an Emissary of the United Human Alliance, and I do not seek any conflict or violence. I come in peace."

He could already see how many Elves were glancing at Esme and whispering things about her—things which he already knew.

Even after all of this, he chose to ignore their rude reaction to his words. Their eyes weren\'t even filled with skepticism or any form of understanding. Every woman before him, probing and prodding his barrier, seemed to have the same reaction.

—Disgust!

"Hmph! You think we\'d trust a human like yourself?" One of the Elves barked with a particular sense of revulsion.

"Go back to where you came from! You and your people are doomed!"

"Is he a spy? He IS a spy sent by those humans to plunder us of our belongings and minerals!"

"And he came with that half-breed vermin too!"

"All of you should just go to home!"

The list went on, and Rey even had the pleasure of learning certain names that he didn\'t know existed. The livid expressions, sickened expressions, and rage-filled reactions of these beautiful girls towards him somewhat made him excited.

However, this moment was swiftly interrupted by the bratty tone that came from the young woman who seemed to be their leader—Gratiana herself.

"You say you come in peace, but we are yet to see proper consideration for your words." As she uttered her words, she pointed towards him, and at the ground outside the barrier.

"Come out of there first. Then we can talk."