When the villagers of Gnome Village woke from their dreams, other than facing a day of cloudy rain, there were also all sorts of unexpected realizations.
For example the fact that the chief they had all respected had been replaced by a fake, or that the real chiefâs body had been buried in the poisoned field for a week, or that the gnomes were really innocent, and the universal knowledge that the magical creatures â Gnomes, Dwarves and Goblins were completely different species.
Understanding these took a long time, but under the careful explanation of master dwarf, the villagers were soon relieved.
Of course, what sped up the reconciliation between the humans and the gnomes, was this type of truth: a single glowing black stones that the âchiefâ had all reclaimed, was worth a whole bag of potatoes. Learning this the villagers sent a representative, full of apology and a large cart of potatoes to visit the gnome burrow, and received the master gnomesâ generous forgiveness.
Some texts were found under the chiefâs bed, each book carries the seal of the Mage Academy. Their rarity was unknown, even Julian, the one who understands magic the most, had no idea. In the end the books were placed in a box, to be taken along back to the Mage Academy.
Although taking care of these chores pushed their departure back day, there was nothing worth complaining about. For the sake of master dwarf and master gnome, the âUnicorn Legionâ received unprecedented welcome. Meat even appeared at lunch, as well as fresh milk. The siren was even able to witness the process of farming, then he suggested buying a cow to replace the horse for the road â it was naturally denied.(i)
After lunch, the rain still had not stopped. The elf sat in front of his desk, contemplating the last paragraph for his report to the queen, until he heard knocking from outside.
The knight pushed open the door to enter, placing a steaming mug of tea next to him.
The elf lifted his head to say thanks, bringing the cup to his lips for a drink.
âBlack tea⊠where did you find it?â
The elfâs voice was a little hoarse, the knight caught on to the anomaly, frowning, he reached a hand to rest on the elfâs forehead.
âThe gnomes sent it. You seem to be having a fever⊠I thought you said you donât get colds because of your racial trait?â
âThatâs a lie,â the elf smiled, holding the cup with both hands, âwerewolves are the ones that donât get colds.â
â⊠Iâve been tricked,â the knight shook his head in consternation, âNext time remind me, humans are not the only ones that lie.â
âOriginally I really wouldnât,â the elf lowered his head seeming a little apologetic, âsorry, I didnât know that the side effects would include a decrease in my immune system.â
ââŠOf oversleeping,â the elf put down his cup, swiftly finishing the last paragraph, and signing his name at the end, âCain, pass me the wax and seal please.â
The knight passed the things over to the elf, watching as he poured the melted wax onto the fold of the envelope, pressing the seal on top.
âWhy a wolfâs head?â the knight asked.
âWhat?âŠ. Ah.â The elf looked at the shape of the seal, shaking his head, âIâm not sure, this was given to me directly from the Registry. Itâs probably from the Archdukeâs former underling, the seal of the noble that watched over the Soloris Valley.â
âI know the Crane Familyâs emblem are wolf claws,â the knight muttered, âbut why is his underling from a small noble family caring for a remote land, would dare to use a wolfâs head?â
âThat could be the Queenâs idea,â the elf took the letter, standing up, âSoloris Valley is still in the hands of the rebel army.â
âNot thinking of taking it back? Earl of Soloris Valley?â
âWhat for?â the elf smiled walking to the door.
âAs a headquarters,â the knight replied seriously, âI heard that the ruins of the elven tribes are near-by, the northernmost part of the continent, right?â
âUmm⊠Cain,â the elf stopped, turning back to look at him, âalthough before the elves left the Ulia Continent, there was a elven settlement in the north yes, but thatâs not my tribe.â
âEh?â
âNorthern elves have dark hair,â the elf pointed to himself, âLight colored hair are southern elves. â Southern elves arenât all that impervious to the cold, or else I wouldnât have caught a cold.â
âIs that soâŠâ the knightâs face was a little red, he lowered his head, âSorry, I was being conceited.â
Looking at him, the elf smiled very gently.
âCain, the idea of getting a headquarters is not bad. If we have time, weâll go try it. also ââ
The knight turned around, moving towards the desk to sit down, picking up the cup of tea, he looked at it, draining the remaining tea in one gulp.
â⊠Isnât it⊠a little too sweet.â
When evening arrived, the rain had finally stopped.
In the fields around the village, several small figures popped out to look around.
Then, more gnomes came out, placing ores in front of each home, and knocking on the door. When facing the homeowners who opened the door, they took off their hats and bowed and what welcomed them were not hoes, but the villagersâ smiles and greetings.
âThe Gnome Village now, finally lives up to its name.â
Standing on the balcony of the second floor of the Gnome Inn, the elf spoke to himself.
âYouâre not worried that there might be problems? Since two different species are living together.â
âI trust the gnomes. â And I trust in humanityâs good-will.â
âBut you still wrote a letter to the Queen, asking her to keep an eye out on the situation here?â the knight grinned.
âTrust does not equal naivety.â The elf replied, âHope for the best, plan for the worst, that was also learned from humans.â
â âAlsoâ?â
âAlong with lying.â
âIf this continues, Iâll really start to lose faith in my own race.â The knight sighed, ââŠTo be the same race as a bastard that would kill a whole foreign race for a few black crystals.â
âThatâs only the dregs of human society, not even worth being called a human. If it helps comfort you for me to say this, Cain⊠I do like humans.â
âAlong with lying?â
âYes. Along with hard working, passionate, never giving up hope. â These are the true racial trait of humans.â
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âIâm going to blush âŠshould I write this in the journal like Julian?â
â⊠Forget it, pretend I never said anything. Unconsciously going into lecture mode is a fatal flaw.â
âBut I think itâs very cool.â
ââŠPlease spare me, really. Itâs so embarrassing.â\n