Hermes who had come to Jotunheim from the Alfheim Continent had been selling the cheapest products he could find inside of his homeland at exorbitant prices and everyone was buying them. For a cunning elf like him, a target such as the farm and cooking-obsessed dragon god were perfect. He even laughed at the poor Drake who was unaware of such things, even though he is also unaware that Drake might be able to do everything he thinks he wont be able to… because he is a god of harvest.
"Hahah! I can't believe someone bought that old branch with zero magic power." He sighed, looking back at Drake slowly walking away. "He seriously thinks he can raise these seeds and plants in his farm? This continent's soil lacks the richness and mana of Alfheim, all those plants will easily die… Well, now it is up to him anyways."
Nonetheless, as he laughed it off, someone that he truly feared emerged. A beautiful and tall young elf girl with a large chest, long blonde hair, sharp emerald, green eyes, and fair skin as white as porcelain. She was wearing tight leather shorts tightly wrapping her thighs, white stockings, and a green shirt made of special magical materials, such as silk produced from mystic silkworms raised by elves. The only apparent weapon she held was a small knife sheathed and wrapped around her hips with a belt all while she wore a pendant with a mysterious white core in it.
"Hermes, are you done scamming people?" The girl immediately spoke with an eerie tone of voice, quickly making Hermes jump out of his seat over the floor, the skinny elf looked at the girl with horror on his eyes. Despite being so cute-looking, she was someone that put fear into this cheeky young man!
"A-Alma! Who told you I was here?!" Hermes asked while feeling a chill down his spine. Alma's presence slowly began to increase in quantity, but nobody around her could notice except Hermes. It was a strange power this mysterious elf girl had, which allowed her to target her aura to a certain target and lock it into them, increasing it and making her seem domineering.
"Sigh…"
Her sigh carried big disappointment, as her sharp emerald eyes looked at Hermes not with the eyes of a lady, but of someone who had gone through a lot. Perhaps way too much.
"Your addiction with scamming people has to stop already! [Body Strengthening]" Alma immediately reprimanded Hermes, her strange gray and white aura of mana, which seemed completely element-less, flew into her arms. She concentrated this mana into her hand and then karate chopped Hermes in the head.
S M A C K!
"Ugh…!"
B A A A M!
Hermes dropped half-dead in the floor. He felt as if his head almost cracked a bit. He was quite powerful though, any normal person would had have their head exploded like a watermelon if they were hit in the head by this elf girl… Her magical power was incredible, and she could use very simple spells and enhance them several hundreds of times. A mere Null-Attribute [Body Strengthening] spell made her leave someone like Hermes, a Rank 6 Wind and Life Magician half-dead.
"U-Uggh… Do you have to be so ruthless?! You're not ladylike at all!" Cried Hermes, quickly standing up like nothing, a big lump emerged over his head, the area where Alma hit him easily swelled out.
"…You can easily take bigger attacks, don't be such a baby." Sighed Alma with a slight smile.
"Yeah! You scammer! You got no rights to talk back to my princess!" Suddenly, the voice of an old man resonated through the surroundings, it wasn't coming from any person but a dagger that Alma was holding in the sheath wrapped with a belt around her hips.
"You got no rights to talk back to me, you pervert knife!" Said Hermes.
"What did ya say?! Alma! Unsheathe me! I've gotten enough of this stupid guy! He might be strong but it doesn't mean he can just treat us like shit sometimes!" Said the knife.
"Both of you calm down, I don't plan on kicking out Hermes, Knife, and I am not going to unsheathe you. After you've evolved you've grown way too strong now, if you go on a rampage you'll end up killing innocents like the idiot you are. For god's sake, for being a Venerable's Creation you're truly an idiot…" Sighed Alma while waving her head.
"My princess, how can you be harsh on me~?!" Cried the knife's voice, it was very annoying. Alma and Hermes decided to ignore him. Despite his amazing strength and origins as an artifact crafted by the Moon Princess Venerable, he was well known as an annoying little knife.
"More importantly, quickly pack things up, break time is over for now, Hermes." Said Alma.
"Didn't you said we were doing this tomorrow?" Asked Hermes.
"The damn Vampires are tracking us down, dumbass." Sighed Alma while crossing her arms. "They already know we are here through some weird godly power or something. Damn Greenwood must have told them we arrived in this continent already. After all we already ruined one of his facilities."
"So soon?!" Asked Hermes in disbelief. "These goddamn bloodsuckers…"
"Now, let's move. We have to gather in our hideout for now, standing out in here is no good." Sighed Alma. "I know you're a flashy guy but you've gotta contain yourself a bit while we are in here. The lives of many innocents depend on it, Hermes. Remember our first goal."
"I-I know. I am not faltering or anything…" Sighed Hermes. "As someone that you've rescued, I owe you my life and I promised you I was going to protect you and help you free the others captured by Greenwood… Let's go then." Hermes was reminded of his true purpose, as he calmed down and acted more mature, quickly packing things up and walking away from the area with Alma.
