Eternal Saṃsāra: The Wanderer of Worlds, Book 2

[207] How Dare You Insult Him?! You- You! Ah... Wait...

Chapter 207: How Dare You Insult Him?! You- You! Ah... Wait...

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Aqua approached and accepted the invitation, taking a seat beside the drunk Sieran. The elf put her arms around his neck, causing Elara to blink. Even if she was drunk, wasn't that too much? He ignored the elf hanging from his neck and poured himself a drink, raising the glass to her in a silent toast.

"Thank you," he said, taking a sip. The alcohol burned his throat, but he welcomed the warmth it brought. "It's been a while since I've had something like this."

Elara studied him, nodding. "Mhm, it's from the Empire of Bea. The empire fell, and only a part of its duchy remains, so it's a rare drink. Enjoy it well. Ah, and, how old are you?" she asked, her tone casual with an underlying curiosity. "Since you have elven blood, it's hard to tell."

"I'm fifteen," Aqua replied, meeting her gaze.

She hummed thoughtfully, glancing at the dozing Sieran. "Interesting. Elves do age slower, but since you seemed quite mature for your age, along with your extraordinary strength, I wasn't sure if you were as young as you seemed to be."

She then looked at Anoria, who had a slight difference in her appearance, almost as if something had changed. That maid who smiled almost as rarely as herself, was wearing a smile as she stood.

Elara raised an eyebrow, wondering, what's up with her? A moment later she said, "Anoria, take Sieran to her room. She's had enough for tonight."

Anoria bowed and gently lifted Sieran, carrying her out of the room. The elf swung her hands around to stick to Aqua, but he just waved at her while smiling. She was carried away like a sleepy child. Elara turned her attention back to Aqua, feeling an odd sense of familiarity with him. She decided to engage in conversation, hoping to uncover more about this mysterious young man.

"So," she began, swirling the liquid in her glass, "it seems you recently found out about your Elven blood? I've never heard about you, after all. Got a story to share over a drink?" She was bored, and a little since he seemed... odd.

"A story? Not much to tell, certainly not before one of the world's Heroes," Aqua said with a light laugh, sharing a drink with her. "But sure, if you're curious."

And thus, they chatted casually for a while, discussing various topics. He started with the boring life story he had in this world after Galaxara placed him and Ruby here through reality manipulation. It was just some boring school adventure that he exaggerated for the sake of story-telling. She found them amusing.

Half an hour passed, and Aqua paused. He went silent for a bit too long that even Elara noticed. She looked at him with a raised eyebrow while sitting back relaxed, a cup in her hand. He poured himself a cup and took a sip. He had decided to push her buttons finally.

"By the way, I was wondering," he said, setting his glass down, "why aren't you making a move against the demons? You're strong."

Elara's expression darkened, and she gave him a silent look, sipping her drink. "Is that the real reason why you came here? To ask me to move? I guessed as much." She let out a sigh, "Too bad. I lack any intention to get involved in this meaningless war."

"Why not?" he pressed, his tone curious but firm. "The world will end. Billions will die. Your sole participation might help save all of that."

"Curiosity killed the cat. Sieran knows, ask her later," she replied coolly.

"Is it because of your husband?" he asked, his eyes intent on her reaction.

A shadow crossed her face, but she didn't respond immediately. "I'll overlook it since you're a kid. I think this is enough drinking. Get out, a maid will show you to your room."