“It seems this is a way to create intimacy with Dark Elves.”
Mapan knew better than anybody about the importance of intimacy and commerce in kingdoms.
As the intimacy with villagers rises, more serious dialogue with them becomes possible. One could possibly be asked to perform quests or earn important information.
In fact, when Mapan heard of Weed conducting the Orcs and Dark Elves of the Yuroki Mountains, he had big expectations. Via Weed in the Plains of Despair, he hoped to get quest information, but unexpectedly with little luck.
The Orcs were simple and ignorant so they did not know much about anything. The only information they had was about hunting grounds. Where and how to encounter strong monsters.
It was the Orc’s way to send out several warriors for every one that falls. 100 could be brought to fight but only one might survive. This was no help to merchant Mapan.
In addition to that, Orcs were not very fond of humans. They found even basic conversations difficult. The gold needed to bribe them or feed them was enough to make Mapan have a nervous breakdown.
In this situation the Dark Elves were no different. They were arrogant and reluctant to have any conversations with humans. Shopping or hearing basic stories was possible but the profit was minimal.
Weed hated Dark Elves considerably. They were picky, lazy and had to be constantly pampered like they were some kind of nobility.
Mapan was isolated in the Citadel of the Dark Elves. No words could describe how delighted he was when the party arrived.
A guide plays an important role, giving detailed information about the Plains of Despair.
They were not disappointed by Granbell when he said.
“If you head to the east of our province, you will encounter tall mountains. The terrain is uneven, and you will be able to hunt lots of monsters but it’s the scenery that’s the best. It’s a little tough to climb Horom Mountain on foot, but the story is you’ll be in for a surprise at the hunting grounds although I can’t give you any information.”
Weed came back from the Black Temple and saw the party’s excited faces.
“What is it?”
“Well...”
Mapan went ahead and spoke of what happened in the weapon shop.
“A high mountain. Maybe you can you get fame for climbing it?”
In fact, until now Weed was fighting the Undead Legions so he did not know about the Dark Elves’ story. Money might be around too, so feeling it was a necessity decalred.
“Let’s fly up Horom Mountain!”
Pale strongly disagreed.
Irene and Romuna also did not wander around because of their low fame.
For them, this was a great opportunity to earn fame.
Weed looked at the other party members.
“Everyone in favor of climbing Horom Mountain?”
“Mountain. I’ve stayed in the rivers for a long time, spending some time in the mountains seems fine to me Hyung-nim.”
Zephyr quietly spoke with impudence and Hwaryeong smiled with interest.
“For the sake of having a scenic walk of the breeze blowing the lush, let’s climb the mountain!”
Geomchi said and clasped his hand together.
“Sounds like it’ll be fun.”
Geomchi2 said.
“Eating grilled meat in the mountains has a special taste, seems like it will be refreshing, fine by me, I’m coming.
Geomchi3, Geomchi4 and Geomchi5 had similar opinions. They had not many adventures this year, so climbing Horom Mountain seemed like it would be quite interesting to see. If you climb a really high mountain, you will be able to look around at the surrounding landscape. The entire party left the Citadel of Dark Elves and were intoxicated being in the mountains. Climbing the mountain, they had completely fallen for the story of the weapon store owner.
‘Somehow, I’m getting nervous’
Weed’s companions felt that this was somehow too easy.
‘Well, I’m sure everything will be alright.’
Everyone was content that nothing was there to oppose them, which wasn’t strange because there was no reason to do so. With a high fame, a player’s status in kingdoms and villages are easily recognized and quests can be easily obtained.
Because of Weed’s high fame, he didn’t have any trouble commanding the Dark Elves and the Orcs.
Weed nodded.
“We climbed the mountain from the bottom. Everybody should be tired, so how about we take a break and regroup?”
Pale and the rest were tired as they already rode a horse en route through the Plains of Despair. So far, they had yet to sleep properly. Drowsiness was forcing them to their knees. Hwaryeong agreed in a hurry.
“That would be lovely. Let’s meet again after we’ve all slept.”
“In that case, so be it.”
Pale sighed and then he told his party to meet up in 12 hours after getting some sleep.
Weed impatiently terminated the connection after the Geomchis logged out.