Chapter 60
“Kheh! How did you know Lord Ironhammer was coming?!”
Stepping through the city gates, a scene of splendid festival unfolded.
Grey elf children ran through the streets, and grey elf merchants hawked their wares from small stalls.
The city was alive with the energy of the festival.
“Oson! Stop being so shy and hurry over here… Besides, you’re supposed to be here… No.”
Osun spoke energetically in the middle of the street, prompting Sari to cover her face with both hands.
The two had become quite close over the past few days spent together.
“Sari, thanks to you, I got in easily.”
“Exactly. That elf girl—I thought she was just a frail elf, but I guess not?”
“Hmph! What did you take me for? I’m the village chief of Nightingale Forest! Some kingdom gatekeeper couldn’t possibly stop me! Huh!”
For reference, Osun is twenty-nine.
He’s younger than Dojae.
Yet, she casually uses informal speech with Sari, who is well over 200 years old.
Of course, Dojae does the same, but since Sari doesn’t mind, he just went along with it.
Besides, if a man with a thick beard used formal speech to a young girl, that would look strange in its own way, so using informal speech was better.
“What kind of festival is this that there are so many elves around?”
“I think the kingdom is holding a tournament right now? Our village warriors left to participate, so they’re not here.”
“A tournament…”
