Unlike Zonyan and the others who were trepidly exploring new maps at the Western Continent and risking death at every turn, many Players were gathering at the elven capital of Trinia, ready for a traditional Players event — in other words, a banquet to liven things up.
The wood elves mainly ate wild vegetables and fruits, and as a race favored by Peco, the Goddess of the Forest, they could recover their stamina through photosynthesis even if they didn't eat.
That was exactly why they were uncomfortable with the Players who had gathered in the square and were excitedly preparing for the banquet.
It was especially so when they saw the Players bringing marinated meat skewers and the like to Trinia, and the feeling of disgust only deepened.
In fact, while the Elven Queen had explained that the Players were accepted because of Luna, the Goddess of the Silver Moon, only one-third of Trinia's population were pure believers of Luna, while half of the other two-thirds were believers of both Luna and Peco, while the rest were pure believers of Peco or other gods.
Although the wood elves who worshipped the Silver Moon Goddess didn't hold any ill will toward human Players due to their own beliefs, the other wood elves who didn't believe in Luna were outright hostile toward the Players.
Naturally, most Players didn't mind that.
Their worldview became simple and understandable after they became believers of the God of Games. Regardless of your attitude toward me, green names were friends, yellow names were debatable, and red names were enemies.
From a certain point of view, Xi Wei was indebted to Luna for allowing the Players to plant the Lifestone in Trinia, which was why he held a certain degree of goodwill toward the wood elves whom Luna favored. Even if the wood elves were hostile toward the Players, they would all be treated as green allies as long as they didn't do anything out of line.
But if they did anything out of line or even deliberately hurt his adorable idiotic believers, then sorry, they would be red-named!
"Warrior, could you tell your comrades to refrain from eating animal corpses in Trinia?"
Even the Elven Queen, who was on the side of family, was having a hard time accepting the meat skewers that the Players who had learned butcher and were marinated with various spices and seasoned with various spices by the Players who had learned cooking.
"Corpses can't be eaten? Alright, I got it. "After receiving the Queen's warning, Edward conveyed the message to the other players.
The other Players all expressed 'I understand', 'I understand' and 'I understand' before leaving the elven capital of Trinia.
When they returned, they were holding a live wild goat in their hands, a struggling wild boar, a lively fish, and a crab that was still spitting bubbles.
Edward's face was full of 'How is it? We know it very well, don't we? ' Seeing his smug expression, the Sidhe Queen could not help but feel a throbbing pain in her head. She had the urge to smack his head.
Bastard, what do you know!
Fortunately, the Elf Queen understood that forming an alliance with the players was a revelation from the gods. She decided to leave the area with her subordinates and let the players do whatever they wanted in the plaza.
The Players did not stand on ceremony, and began to prepare for the banquet under Leah the Warrior Princess's command.
Their brazen actions naturally attracted the attention of the elves.
"Yo, kid. You want to join our banquet too?"
Marni was carrying a crate of ale when he turned the corner of the plaza, noticing a young wood elf who was leaning against a wall and peeking half his face out, watching the Players carefully. Hence, he naturally went up to greet him.
Startled, the young wood elf quickly tried to flee. Still, he paused at Marni's nonchalant smile and slowly approached the Players.
"What are you guys doing?" He asked curiously.
"A banquet, of course! Don't you wood elves hold banquets? "Marni replied matter-of-factly.
"But isn't the banquet an event where everyone gathers together to pray to the statues of the Forest Goddess and the Silver Moon Goddess? They offer up precious herbs that they have gathered in the forest and exchange their recent dreams to divine the future."
The young wood elf couldn't help exclaiming in confusion.
"No, that's basically a religious mass …" Marni couldn't help retorting. "What kind of banquet is that?"
"What would a banquet look like, then?" The young wood elf blinked and asked curiously.
"Happy play, eat and drink to your heart's content, releasing all your stress for a single day of revelry … that's the banquet of the Church of Games!" Marni grinned and gave the youth a thumbs up. "The banquet would be held in the evening. Come join us if you're interested."
The young wood elf didn't agree, and instead gave him a long look before turning and running away.
"Did I say something wrong?" Marni scratched his head in confusion.
"Haha! You're just too wild, Boss Marni, and the elves with soft skin and tender flesh probably can't accept your looks." Ivan, the escort captain who was helping carry the crates of rum laughed out loud.
"Shut up! You have no right to talk about me when you're considered a magical beast by a human tribe that's cut off from the rest of the world!" Marni retorted indignantly.
"I'm not a magical beast, they just think I'm a boar-person!"
"Isn't that even worse?!"
"Speaking of nonhumans, I remember there's one among the Players too, right? The one who was recruiting sailors … "
"Oh, Zonyan Blackhand? Come to think of it, why didn't I see him at the banquet? Or should I say, he didn't even come to Trinia. "
"That guy never liked banquets in the first place. He just likes to eat at them. "
"I quite like that huge steel ship of his. I wonder when the God of Games would let me own a ship like that. It would definitely open up a sea route."
"You really like doing business, Mister Marni."
"Watching my fortune expand is one of my few pleasures. Come to think of it, I wonder if the wood elves have anything we could sell in Lancaster as local specialties … "
Hence, the two continued to argue as they headed towards the square where the banquet was held, their voices slowly fading.
A small head poked out from the corner of the wall just now, its emerald eyes glinting in curiosity like a budding sprout.
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Chapter 205
The Players' Day of Rest, Part Five
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