I’m a Rookie, but I’m an Experienced Professional - Chapter 68

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Chapter 68

 

“This is the elven village where I live.”

 

At Mireon’s words, I looked around. But all I could see were trees so thick they could block out the sky.

 

“This is a village?”

 

No matter how I looked, it didn’t seem like a village, so I asked again. Mireon smiled briefly and muttered something.

 

Then a fierce wind blew through the quiet forest, and the surrounding space slowly began to distort.

 

The sight was fascinating yet a little frightening, so I unconsciously grabbed tightly onto Callix Crowbell’s collar.

 

As the distorted space gradually returned to normal, the scenery had somehow changed into the appearance of a village.

 

It felt similar to when I took the portal to Nuviar.

 

“To prevent outsiders from entering the village, we usually keep it hidden with a magical barrier.”

 

Mireon kindly explained.

 

‘Oh, so there’s something called a magical barrier.’

 

It made me realize more that I had entered a fantasy world.

 

But what was more fascinating than the barrier was the elven village itself.

 

The gaps between thick trees had become homes as they were, with branches spreading overhead like roofs to create shade.

 

The outer walls of the houses preserved the natural grain of tree bark, making them look like part of the trees at first glance.

 

There was no sense anywhere that they had been artificially created.

 

‘It doesn’t feel like a village was built in the forest, but like the village grew from the forest itself.’

 

They say elves coexist with nature without harming it, and those words were true.

 

“You’re spacing out looking at houses again.”

 

While I was looking around in fascination, Callix Crowbell asked.

 

“At this point, it seems less like you’re interested in buildings and more like you’re in love with them.”

 

“I-it’s not that much.”

 

“Sure it’s not.”

 

Callix Crowbell chuckled as if telling me not to say such nonsense.

 

“Oh, the village chief has returned!”

 

“Welcome back, village chief!”

 

As we went deeper into the village, elves who recognized Mireon greeted him warmly.

 

But Mireon is the village chief?

 

I looked back at Mireon in slight confusion. He looked too young to be called a village chief. At most, he looked to be in his mid-twenties.

 

“Mireon, how old are you?”

 

Unable to contain my curiosity, I asked directly.

 

“Well.”

 

Mireon thought for a moment, then tilted his head.

 

“I haven’t been counting since about two hundred years ago, so I’m not sure.”

 

“What? Two hundred years?”

 

Surprised by the staggering number, I asked again, and Mireon laughed.

 

“Elves usually live about five hundred years, so it’s nothing to be surprised about.”

 

No, it’s definitely something to be surprised about.

 

[Main Quest Complete.]

 

Oh, that startled me.

 

[You will receive 50,000 points as a reward.]

 

I wish you’d give me some warning before appearing.

 

“Oh, Rael has come too.”

 

“It’s been a while, Rael.”

 

Some of the elves recognized Raellion and greeted him warmly.

 

“Village chief, who are the people you brought with you?”

 

Naturally, attention turned to us as well.

 

“This is Eileen.”

 

Mireon introduced me first.

 

“She’s the craftsman who will build a bridge so we can reach Arke.”

 

As soon as Mireon finished speaking, the slightly excited atmosphere calmed down.

 

Everyone looked at me as if they couldn’t believe it.

 

‘This reaction is the same whether it’s humans or elves.’

 

No matter how many times I experienced it, it was equally unpleasant. As I was swallowing a sigh inwardly, Callix Crowbell placed his hand on my shoulder.

 

“She’s a skilled craftsman who solved the problems between Belheim and Nuviar, so you can trust her.”

 

His low, heavy voice had a strange power that made people listen to his words.

 

It seemed the same for the elves, as they all looked at him.

 

“That’s right. I confirmed her skills myself before bringing her, so please don’t be rude.”

 

When Mireon added his words, sounds of clearing throats could be heard here and there.

 

“We were just surprised because craftsmen are usually men, not doubting her skills.”

 

“That’s right. If you felt that way, we apologize.”

 

The elves even bowed their heads and apologized politely. Feeling better at their gesture, I smiled and said it was fine.

 

“And this is Duke Callix Crowbell.”

 

When Mireon continued to introduce Callix Crowbell, the air turned incomparably colder than before.

 

“Callix Crowbell, the one who killed Erin…”

 

“That heinous person came to our village?”

 

The elves all regarded Callix Crowbell with wariness. Some elves even stealthily drew weapons they had at their waists and backs.

 

And they spoke to Mireon in sharp tones in a language I couldn’t understand.

 

Judging by the murderous atmosphere, it seemed they were saying they couldn’t tolerate Callix Crowbell being in this village and to drive him out immediately.

 

Mireon spoke calmly as if he had expected this reaction.

 

“Mireon is persuading the elves, saying nothing bad will happen and asking them to trust him just once.”

 

Raellion, who had come beside me at some point, said.

 

“You know the elven language?”

 

“A little. I learned it when I came here before.”

 

He shrugged as if it was nothing special.

 

Fortunately, the persuasion seemed to go well, as the elves put down their weapons one by one. Seeing how they still looked with eyes full of wariness, it seemed more like they would watch rather than having given permission.

 

Mireon let out a short sigh as if relieved and smiled as he looked back at us.

 

“Fortunately, the discussion ended well.”

 

It doesn’t seem like it ended well though.

 

“You must be tired from the journey here, so rest well today. I’ll guide you to where you’ll be staying.”

 

At least it was fortunate that we weren’t immediately driven out.

 

The journey here wouldn’t be in vain.

 

* * *

 

Befitting an elven village, the bed was made from carved logs, so it was extremely hard and uncomfortable. It was no different from sleeping on the ground.

 

“At least it’s good that I can have clean water and warm food.”

 

This much is something, at least.

 

My satisfaction with small happiness was brief, as I frowned at the piercing stares that poured down as soon as I left the house.

 

Adults and children alike all stared at me intensely.

 

When Callix Crowbell appeared, the stares became even sharper. Some even hurriedly left with young elves in tow.

 

“Nice weather.”

 

As if the pouring stares didn’t bother him at all, Callix Crowbell looked up at the sky and made nonchalant comments.

 

When I stared at him in disbelief, he raised an eyebrow.

 

“Do you have some complaint against me?”

 

“…No.”

 

I had plenty of complaints, but there was no way I could voice them.

 

Meanwhile, the elves remained on high alert, watching us closely.

 

‘Sigh, at this rate it’ll be difficult to get help from the elves.’

 

Since I couldn’t build the bridge alone, I needed to borrow the hands of the village elves, but the atmosphere didn’t look promising.

 

‘Still, since we’re building the bridge for their sake, maybe they’ll help.’

 

I really hoped that would be the case.

 

[3-2. Please resolve the misunderstanding between Callix Crowbell and the elves.]

 

Once again, a main quest appeared out of nowhere. Even the content was completely random.

 

‘What misunderstanding am I supposed to resolve?’

 

Not understanding, I stared blankly at the quest window when Mireon and Raellion approached.

 

“Eileen, did you sleep well?”

 

Mireon asked with a smile as fresh as the greenery spread out behind him.

 

“Yes, I slept well.”

 

“Did you really sleep well? The beds here are hard and must have been terribly uncomfortable. Is this what they call a white lie?”

 

When Raellion started spouting nonsense, I cleanly ignored him.

 

“Eileen seems to only dislike me.”

 

Then Raellion complained to Callix Crowbell with a dejected face.

 

“You’re just realizing that now?”

 

Naturally, Callix Crowbell didn’t indulge his complaints.

 

“When are we going to build the bridge?”

 

Raellion whined that this was too much, but I ignored that too and asked Mireon.

 

“We were originally planning to go today, but the atmosphere outside is unsettled, so we’ll have to wait until things stabilize.”

 

“The atmosphere outside is unsettled?”

 

“Yes. According to an elf who went on patrol at dawn, there was a fight between monsters and demons.”

 

“Then there’s no choice.”

 

Seeing Callix Crowbell back down obediently, it seemed to be quite a serious problem.

 

‘But what about this main quest?’

 

They don’t even tell me specifically what misunderstanding it is, just demanding I resolve it blindly.

 

I let out a deep sigh inwardly while looking at the quest window still floating before my eyes.

 

First, I needed to figure out what misunderstanding it was.

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