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Chapter 121 The Dark Elf's Underground City

Chapter 121 The Dark Elf's Underground City

"Hmm~"

The next morning, Dorothy looked out the window at the light coming on.

The cluster of tree roots in the sky glowed again.

"So this is the sun underground—"

Dorothy now knows how to distinguish between day and night underground.

When she got up, she casually allocated her attribute points for the day to Agility.

[Agility: 54]

"The weather is nice today."

Although there is no distinction between good and bad weather underground.

Dorothy had just gotten out of bed when there was a loud knocking on the door.

Hearing the knock, Dorothy tilted her head slightly, wondering who it was.

"They're here."

Dorothy had just given a heads-up when, before she could even open the door, it was pushed open by the other person.

Anna pushed open the door with one hand and carried a tray in the other as she walked in.

The dark elf's ears twitched slightly, and he stared at Dorothy, who was wearing a white nightgown, his eyes clearly widening in surprise.

Anna placed the plate on the table.

"I've brought you breakfast."

"Oh, thank you."

Dorothy walked to the plate with anticipation.

"Is breakfast a specialty of your dark elves?"

"Probably—" Anna said uncertainly, turning her head away and avoiding Dorothy's eyes.

Dorothy eagerly removed the lid from the plate.

Dorothy's eyes widened instantly when she saw what was on her plate.

First came a fist-sized fruit that looked somewhat like an orange, followed by a small dish of pickled vegetables, but they appeared to be pickled leaves, then two fat worms and a bowl of light white porridge.

Clang!

Dorothy quickly put the lid back on, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"You must have been mistaken. That was definitely an illusion."

After comforting herself, she reopened the lid.

Confirming she wasn't mistaken, Dorothy reached for her fork and poked at the large, fat worm on her plate.

As the fork pierced the worm, Dorothy saw the large, fat worm visibly move.

"—Alive! Still alive!"

Dorothy forced herself not to scream.

If this is what they mean by "specialty food," then I'm afraid she's not worthy of it.

Eating live insects is still a bit too much of a challenge to one's psychological limits.

Dorothy would rather starve to death or jump off a cliff than eat this kind of thing.

"If you don't want to eat it, just put it aside."

When Anna saw Dorothy's tightly closed mouth and her pained, resistant expression, she finally showed her first smile since returning.

Dorothy smiled instantly upon hearing Anna's words.

"Hehehe, although I don't have the habit of wasting food, eating these live, wriggling insects is still too challenging for me."

As she spoke, Dorothy moved her hand and poked the fat worm with her fork again.

After Anna showed her first smile, her expression became noticeably more relaxed.

Seeing Dorothy still poking at the bugs, she shook her head: "If you don't want to waste food, then stop playing with it."

"And the worm you mentioned is called a bread worm. It's a staple meat here and very nutritious. I think it's much better than the beef and mutton you eat."

Upon hearing Anna's words, Dorothy instinctively retorted, "What? Six times the protein of beef?"

However, Anna clearly didn't pick up on Dorothy's complaints; she simply thought about it seriously.

"You mean it's better than beef? Hmm, I think it should be better than beef."

Anna's serious expression made Dorothy lose the will to continue teasing her.

Dorothy used her fork to pick up a piece of tobacco and put it in her mouth.

"Chew, chew, chew... Hmm, the taste is not bad, the saltiness and herbal flavors are well combined."

After breakfast, Anna took Dorothy for a stroll through the dark elf dungeon.

The dark elves they encountered along the way mostly looked at Dorothy with curious eyes.

Dorothy, on the other hand, smiled and greeted the dark elves around her.

This elven town was no different from any other human town.

The only difference is that humans use money to buy things in towns, while the elves here barter.

Dorothy, recalling Anna's earlier trip to trade with the humans of the Red Shield, asked Anna, who was walking ahead, "Anna, the supplies you traded with the humans are clearly insufficient to supply the dark elves in this town."

Anna pointed to her left: "We have our own pastures and fields, enough to be self-sufficient. We go out to trade with humans only to avoid losing contact with the outside world and to replenish our food supplies from time to time."

"I see." Anna was noticeably more relaxed today than she was yesterday.

Dorothy asked a lot of questions yesterday, but Anna didn't answer any of them.

Today, he patiently answered Dorothy's questions.

Thinking this through, Dorothy continued, "There should only be seventy or eighty thousand elves in this underground city, right? Is that your entire population?"

"No, although our Dark Elves have a much smaller population than you humans, we are not limited to just these few. Elves are accustomed to living in tribes and rarely gather in towns. This city was only formed because of Her Majesty the Queen's summons and some special circumstances. There are many of our compatriots in other forests."

"Oh, so this place is equivalent to our main city on the human side?"

"More or less."

The two walked quickly, exchanging questions and answers.

Dorothy also noticed that she could see one or two dark elf children every now and then on the street.

It seems they are trying to reproduce.

Then Dorothy thought of other elves.

"By the way, Anna, when you were in the City of Apprentices, did you see any elves whose skin color was not quite the same as yours?"

Are you considered the same kind of people?

After Dorothy asked the question, Anna turned her head slightly to look at Dorothy.

"So you think all humans are the same kind?"

"————" Dorothy blinked.

She really didn't know how to answer that question.

After all, even among humans, there are indeed differences in skin color, hair, and so on.

"Um... physiologically, we should be the same kind, right?"

"Ha, if only those rotten-wood-smelling guys had the same thoughts as you," Anna scoffed.

Clearly, the Dark Elves did not have a very friendly relationship with the other Elven races.

Dorothy silently memorized it.

In the future, when you encounter other elves, try not to ask similar questions.

So Dorothy started asking other questions.

"Anna, you showed me the Abyss Magic before, right? Can I learn more about it?"

Anna shook her head slightly: "No, Her Majesty the Queen warned me not to let you come into contact with the Abyss Rift right now."

Dorothy reminded me, "It's not the Abyss Rift, it's Abyss Magic. I want to know about it beforehand."

"After all, think about it, a normal mage can't use magic in an environment filled with abyssal magic. But if you understand and learn how to use abyssal magic, wouldn't you be able to use magic normally?"

"And I'll be dealing with the Abyss Rift in the future, right? So this is like doing my homework in advance."