Walwiss intended to express gratitude to the elf behind him for helping the mages. Although there were quite a few people who had negative prejudice toward elves, he was not such a person. Thus, he turned around, but when he saw who the elf was, Walwiss clicked his tongue instead.

“Is that how you respond to someone who just helped you all out? Is that how humans usually behave?” Leona said mockingly while nocking her arrow onto her bowstring. Then, she added, “Ah, I spoke without thinking. Zich and the other humans I saw are different. It seems like it’s just your personality that’s the problem.”

“You should think long and hard before you speak from now on. It’s not proper for someone of your age to think so little…” Walwiss responded and clicked his tongue a couple more times.

Leona glared at him menacingly, but Walwiss had already turned his gaze back to the mages again.

Shaaaa! A cluster of arrows flew toward Walwiss with a chilling sound. It looked as if the arrowhead would pierce through his skin any moment now.

Crack!

Yet, the fireworks popping in Walwiss’ surroundings burned the arrows completely.

‘As I thought, it’s...