??<strong>ELVEN AND DRAGON BANDITS</strong>


    Rtively speaking, the strength of the mercenaries isn’t that much higher inparison to Boxlunch’s team.


    However, without their weapons to defend themselves, these smugglers are entirely no match for the yers at all, and can only be chased down one by one by the agile elves and be mercilessly ughtered unceremoniously.


    There is nothing ufortable about it.


    For one’s actions solely determined their stance.


    Although these mercenaries are also human, Boxlunch’s teammates showed no hesitation in eliminating them at all.


    It may seem cruel but in their eyes, this world is simply a game and the NPCs of this world onlye in two types;


    Friendly and hostile, wholly represented by the green and redbel, hovering above an NPCs’ head respectively.


    These two contrasting colours determines most yers stance on whether should they curry favors or eliminate a particr non-yer character instead.


    One’s race and status didn’t matter.


    Anyone that’s shown in red simply needs to be eradicated.


    And if they can’t beat someone, then simply call for more yers to help.


    Moreover, the ones participating in this sidequest is Boxlunch’s team, all of whom are experienced yers inbat and are considered battle maniacs!


    In just a few moments, more than a dozen mercenaries have already been killed by them as every fallen bodies were instantly turned into ashes the moment after they were in.


    Looking at the rapidly umting experience points within their own respective status screens, each participating yers became even more excited as their breathing turned much more heavier with each passing seconds.


    “Don’t kill me! Please! I…I surrender!” Looking at these group of crazy elves, thest surviving mercenary was so scared that he involuntarily peed his pants and quickly knelt down as he begged for mercy.


    However, some yers easily caught up to him and casually asked, “Do you have any hidden quest?”


    “H-Hidden quest? I… I don’t know…what t-that is.” The shivering man was leftpletely stunned as his mind turned nk, having no idea at all about the matter these crazy elves are asking him about.


    “Then do you have any hidden information instead?”


    “In…Information?”


    “Tch, this guy’s useless…I guess he’s probably just an ordinary mob.”


    “Lets just go ahead and kill him man, at least it’s a few thousand experience points.” Another yer suggested as he curled up his lips and the kneeling mercenary was then killed just like that.


    Looking at this brutal surreal scene from afar, Nightingale couldn’t help but be frozen in ce as her eyes gradually became cloudy.


    <em>These elves won’t spare even the ones who had already surrendered? </em>


    Upon seeing the few remaining mercenaries being killed off by the yers, Meryer no longer yed around the two silver-ranked experts and instead just opted to pounced and bite the two experts before swallowing them in one bite.


    “What the f***! Did ckie just eat those two!?”


    “Oh my god…Meryer, those were two silver-ranked experts! At least leave some for us to kill!”


    “Goddammit, how much experience points did eating those two give? My heart hurts so much! Such a waste!”


    Seeing this scene, the yers chasing the mercenaries felt heartbroken…


    Nightingale, on the other hand, became even more confused.


    She looked at these wholly excited bloodthirsty elves bathed in cold blood and felt her mind go nk as chaos reigns within herself.


    <em>Do these insane and cruel elves really belong to the same race as her? </em>


    She had initially thought there would be a big battle…


    But she did not expect the human caravan, whom seemed to be very powerful upon her eyes, bepletely overwhelmed and eventually be destroyed in such a bizarre fashion…


    For a moment, Nightingale couldn’t snap out of this sudden change of outlook.


    After exterminating every personnel within the human caravan, the yers’ actions still didn’t stop from there and began looking around as if searching for something valuable.


    Nightingale saw them looking for something excitedly, with voices carrying a hint of eagerness within their vocal tone.


    “By the way, what about the caravan’s goods?”


    “In the ruins! They said it was stored in the ruins earlier!”


    “Guys let’s go and see if there are any good treasures left behind by these smugglers!”


    “Treasure chest! Time to find some treasure chest!”


    The yers jumped around joyfully and quickly ran towards the ruins that Belus had pointed out earlier.


    However, the one who moved much faster than most of the yers was the ck dragon hovering above the skies. Meryer flew to the side of the high tower just like the wind and aimed himself directly at the ruins as he pped his wings to lift a portion of the roof before entering the ruins premises.


    Nightingale and her siblings were startled by this and quickly hid themselves at a darkened corner before resuming their observations.


    After a cloud of dust had settled in, eight fully loaded wagons appeared right in front of the juvenile ck dragon.


    Meryer’s eyes quickly lit up at this sight.


    He tentatively sniffed and immediately recognized the scenting from one of the wagons.


    In an instant, the ck dragon was overjoyed.


    “These…these are my lost treasures!”


    “Hahaha! This lord has found you! Great! I had finally found you!”


    The juvenile ck dragonughed boisterously as he spoke in an ted tone before biting through one of the wagons.


    Immediately, a pile of shiny gold coins and jewels were exposed as some cascaded down into the floor.


    Meryer’s eyes greedily lit up as he took the plunge down into the gold, silver, and jewels scattered into the floor and rubbed his face against them as he happily licked some coins with his tongue.


    <em>S-So much money!</em>


    For a brief instant, Nightingale’s eyes widened as a little bit of greed permeate her subconscious mind.


    Having this much treasure for herself…would probably be enough for her and her siblings to live a wealthy life for a very long time even if they stopped workingpletely. If it weren’t for the ck dragon guarding these treasures, then she would have reached out and snatched some of it already.


    “F**k! So much treasure!”


    The yers’ eyes also lit up greedily upon arriving inside the ruins a momentter.


    They were utterly excited and slowly advanced…up until they were met with Meryer’s angry roar.


    “Leave! Get out! Get out of here!”


    “These treasures originally belong to this lord! They are mine! You greedy people cannot have it!”


    The ck dragon red at the approaching yers with bloodshot eyes and bared his teeth whilst moving into a threatening stance.


    Meryer’s innate dragon pressure also began expanding, while he growled lowly like an agitated husky protecting its food.


    The yers “……”


    Little Salty Cat whose riding upon his back sighed, tapped Meryer’s scales with her wand.


    “Meryer, these treasures are all yours, no one is taking them from you.” She then paused and added, “However… let’s share the other goods on this wagon okay? Especially the equipment and magic materials, you don’t need those anyway, so just give them to us!”


    “Hehe, we’ll roast you lots of barbecue when we get back! I’ll even add some honey as well if you share these with us you know!”


    Roasted…barbecue…


    And with honey as well!


    Meryer subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.


    He then looked cautiously at the yers whose staring at him with expectant eyes and after thinking for a moment, showed his teeth and said, “Ruaah~! Alright fine!”


    “You cane and pick up things up, but you are not allowed to take any gold coins or jewels! Did you hear me? Not even a single one!”


    “These are all mine! Whoever dares to steal even a single one will be eaten by me!”


    The ck dragon threatened and it wasn’t just pure empty talk as well.


    Having learned what these yers’ are capable of, Meryer also knew that these guys could easily resurrect themselves indefinitely.


    If anyone really is bold enough to try then he would actually go through with eating them just like what he did with the two silver-ranked experts earlier.


    After hearing Meryer’s words, each yers’ eyes lit up, and patted their chests and proimed,


    “Don’t worry! Meryer, we don’t want your treasures at all!”


    “That’s right, are we the kind of people who only care about money?”


    “That’s right, we only want materials and equipment!”


    Hmm…


    Currently, gold, silver and jewelry aren’t in cirction amongst the entire yerbase due to its scarcity.


    Instead, things such as magic materials, equipment, and contribution points are the real hard currency widely used by the yers. Apart from their instinctive excitement, the yers don’t have much demand for these luxury goods right now.


    Hearing the yers’ words, the ck dragon snorted and reluctantly nodded.


    And with Meryer’s approval, the yers finally rushed towards the wagon, akin to a group of bandits who had never seen the world before, and began to rummage through the pile of treasures.


    “Whoa! All the magic materials here are top-quality! They’re great as an offering to the goddess or be traded with the NPCs!”


    “There are also equipment! Human made equipments! It’s an armor that we can wear directly even without modification! It’s all brand new as well!”


    “Well I think they look a bit uglier and they don’t have the usual special effects like those equipments that we can buy at the contribution store.”


    “Idiot! Be content we got this in the first ce. After all, this are merely an item drop from a quest…it’s normal for them to be ordinary looking.”


    “Huh? There are inscriptions on this armor! It’s a magical equipment!”


    “There’s even food? I think I’ve never seen a consumable like this before.”


    “There are also some seeds here. Guys look, they appear to be grains of some sort right?”


    “Hmm…? Is this a spice? Wow! Seasoning! It’s a new seasoning!”


    “Spices? That’s great! I’m tired of eating while also using only the coarse salt made by the Moe Moe Committee every day.”


    “Come on guys, just having something to eat is already good enough you know.”


    Each yers showed excitement as they eagerly chatted with each other whilst rummaging around the goods.


    Nightingale and other young elves on the other hand looked at these greedy yers,pletely stunned by their behavior.


    Are they…


    <em>Are they elves or bandits!? </em>


    Nihil Note : Sorry for the dy, something came up irl that needed my full attention. Good news is that its mostly done and I’m probably back to my usual updates.