《I, The Dragon Overlord》Chapter 65: You Can Really Exchange Wheat for Elven Beauties!!
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Louie and Marches continued to discuss the possibilities that the foundational magic potion could bring about. On the other hand, Sisna was more interested in the miscellaneous items Louie had brought from the ship.
Compared to humans, elves were born with a great affinity for magic. Thus the incidence of elven mages within the elven population was much higher than humans.
In the end, however, elven mages were not as valued within their indigenous territories as human ones were. In the first place, as they held an affinity for nature, most elves preferred to become rangers or druids. Second, in order to advance their knowledge and abilities, elven mages would rarely have any qualms about leaving their country and traveling the continent. This weakened the race’s territory. Given the elves’ naturally low population, this proved to be an especially painful form of brain drain.
It could not be helped as mages were more of the intellectual sort, in the end. Often their concerns transcended the idea of racial conflicts, and their minds were occupied with much more pressing personal matters.
Despite the potential groundbreaking nature of Louie and Marches’ conversation, Sisna paid little attention. As she was a ranger, she did not really understand how dangerous it was.
Her focus was solely captured by the unknown fruits packed in crates. She could tell instinctively that they were edible.
She crouched down slightly and looked into one of the crates. She took care not to touch any of the items within them.
“Huh, what is this?”
Sisna picked up a multi-colored bag. It was light and smooth to the touch with images printed on it. As she pressed on it, she noticed how soft the thing inside the bag was.
As an elf in a world of magic, she had not seen a plastic bag before.
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“That’s bread.”
Louie was aware of her curiosity and was kind enough to tell her.
“Ah!”
Sisna was startled. Despite her rank and status, she was quickly flustered. She dropped the bag back into the crate and immediately knelt down in apology.
“So-sorry, Lord Caracolon! I did not mean to touch your things…”
Sisna apologized sincerely. She was just curious about its contents and picked it up. At the time, she had momentarily forgotten that it was part of the dragon’s wealth.
If this invoked the dragon’s ire and caused its relationship with the elves to deteriorate, then she might just become the greatest sinner of her race.
“Little Elf, someone as great as me will not be angry because of a little mistake.”
Louie’s gentle words left Sisna in disbelief. Her emerald eyes repeatedly blinked in confusion.
But soon, she quickly stopped letting her imagination run wild.
‘The great Caracolon is completely different from other miserly dragons. His wisdom is as profound as the sea and his heart is as broad as the sky.’
“I understand your curiosity, Sisna. This is a feeling that all races have towards the unknown. It is also the driving force for all races to move forward!”
Louie’s philosophical words made Marches and Sisna admire him. This was especially so for a mage like Marches who moves forward in pursuit of the truth and curiosity of the unknown.
Tear the outer package, and you’ll be able to see the bread inside.”
Sisna listened to Louie’s words. She carefully picked up the bag and tore open the plastic packaging with force.
She took out the exquisitely made bread from the bag. It was completely incomparable to the small white bread that she had eaten before.
She hesitated for a moment. She didn’t know how it was baked, but it was extremely soft. With a bite, she instantly froze.
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An indescribable taste permeated her mouth. There was sweetness and slight bitterness. The two flavors intermingled and melted inside her mouth. When she swallowed, her taste buds were still enjoying the supreme pleasure from the food.
At that moment, she even felt an impulse to cry.
Sisna lowered her head and saw that a brownish-black sauce was inside the bread. It might have been a little unpleasant to look at, but it was where the unique flavor had come from.
She had lived for a thousand years, but she had never eaten anything so delicious.
Unable to endure it, Sisna began to eat in big bites while feeling lament at not being able to present it to her queen. Although her mind was filled with the shadow of the elven queen, her body was out of control.
Marches stared at the elf’s eating face. Her prior lady-like and graceful appearance had now devolved into the crude visage of a hungry beastman.
Louie watched as Sisna finished the bread and licked the sauce on her face. He had an evil thought.
‘Isn’t it just chocolate bread? Making such an expression is truly a waste of that pretty face. In the end, she’s just a country bumpkin.’
That said, he had already understood this point about San Soliel. At most, the best dessert that the human imperial royal family could eat in this world was food made from dairy and honey. They would never be able to imagine how modern people had researched the taste of various foods to create true delicacies.
Moreover, humans were the richest race in terms of resources. It could be imagined how much worse it was for other races.
“Sisna, Marches just told me that you elves brought food into the city so that my subjects would be able to get through the most difficult of days. In order to thank your queen, I, Louie Caracolon, declare that you can take a few thousand tons of this wheat to help yourselves out.
Sisna, who was still relishing the taste of the chocolate sauce, froze when she heard those words. She trembled with excitement and said, “L-lord Caracolon, y-you are willing to give the elves a-a f-few t-thousand tons of wheat to the elves?”
Sisna stuttered. She thought that she might have misheard it as a few tons. This kind of generous gift was simply unheard of before.
“This much wheat takes up a lot of space. For the sake of Dragon City and the Elven Kingdom’s friendship, this generous dragon is willing to help you improve your diets.”
Louie did not really care about it. In any case, he had stolen the wheat. If he did not have anymore, he would just steal again in bigger quantities. It wouldn’t take much effort anyway.
But what was a casual affair to him was a game-changer for the elves.
“L-lord, on behalf of Her Majesty, I would like to thank you for your generosity. The elves will forever remember your gift!”
Sisna fumbled with her salute.
At the same time, she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, “This time Her Majesty also told me to pass on some words. She was afraid that the rough-handed humans would not be able to clean your spectacular palace, and especially asked me to bring a team of maids, hoping that they would satisfy you.”
After receiving Louie’s consent, Sisna quickly left the palace. Without making Louie wait long, she returned with a group of elven beauties.
Looking at these beautiful elven girls, Louie suddenly realized -
‘So, you can really exchange wheat for elven beauties!’
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