"Who exactly are you?" the Moon Night High Priest returned to her original question, unable to contain her curiosity.
"Listen, pay attention, I am going to speak," Rody's tone was like an emperor issuing a decree to his ministers, irritating her to the point of wanting to bite him. Rody stood up, imposingly declaring, "I am the youngest, most handsome, most powerful, and most secretly adored by beautiful girls, the invincible commander of the Human Justice Alliance. If you want an autograph, please queue up in advance. If you want a kiss, you must submit your measurements and a photo, and without meeting the beauty standards, your wish will be hard to fulfill..."
"Heaven, I have never seen such an idiot in my life!" the Moon Night High Priest was about to faint. Who would want his autograph or kiss? He must be insane.
"You are ignorant, I don’t blame you," Rody generously replied.
"Liar!" the Moon Night High Priest suddenly remembered that the commander of the Human Justice Alliance should be Marshal Ferdinand, snorting in anger.
"What is this?" Rody showed the command ring given by Ferdinand to General Quentin and then handed over to Chris, indicating for the Moon Night High Priest to see, slightly smiling, "Would a liar have this? Ignorance is not your fault, but insisting on ignorance is. Don't worry, I will still forgive you, because my heart is broad and my character noble and kind, unlike you."
"What did you say?" the Moon Night High Priest found it impossible to have a proper conversation with him. He bragged and then demeaned her at the end. What kind of person was this?
"I'm speaking human language. Ah, I forgot you don't understand!" Rody laughed.
"You, I swear I'll kill you!" The Moon Night High Priest prepared to strangle this man alive, unable to swallow her anger.
"Even though you won't succeed, I still encourage you to try. Watching weak and ridiculous creatures flail about pretending to be strong and challenging beyond their means makes my life less boring," Rody said, a comment that would drive even the most gentle Water Goddess of Life or the kindest Holy Mother to madness.
"Do you only feel happy after making people cry?" the Moon Night High Priest felt very wronged, wanting to have a serious conversation, but he made her furious.
"Ha-ha, building happiness on others' pain has always been my life pursuit... Ah, are you actually crying? Need a tissue for your tears? No? How about a tablecloth for your snot? Why are you hitting me? Cry your heart out, loudly, let all the elves hear and come to watch, see if anyone sympathizes with you..." Rody teased and frightened her, leaving the Moon Night High Priest crying and laughing at the same time.
"Do you talk like this to every girl?" the Moon Night High Priest felt he was treating her differently, perhaps trying to attract her attention.
"No, I only talk like this to silly girls who only know how to cry!" Rody's comment left the Moon Night High Priest completely forgetting her status, biting his arm fiercely. Suddenly, she felt something was off, quickly releasing Rody's hand, resuming the demeanor of a High Priest. She sneaked a glance at him and realized he didn’t even look her way, making her angry again. Was this man an idiot? No matter her demeanor, he didn’t care, really unbelievable!
"What's your name?" the Moon Night High Priest decided to ask his name.
"Rody." Rody said his name plainly and clearly, without any self-praise.
"Hm? I’ve heard of you, it seems somewhere, ah, that's right, I... really can’t remember now." The Moon Night High Priest, seeing Rody looking over, couldn’t resist teasing him.
"Congratulations, you’ve finally learned to smile," Rody said, seeing her smug smile and reaching out his hand.
"Hey, I really have heard of you…" The Moon Night High Priest actually had heard the name 'Rody' before. Realizing the strange man in front of her was the legendary Rody, she felt both surprised and excited.
"Congratulations, you’ve learned to lie," Rody disbelieved her.
"Aren’t you the amazing kid who defeated several orcs and boasted about zero casualties four times? Of course, I’ve heard of you. When I first heard it, I thought the name was quite unpleasant, and it turns out to be you?" The Moon Night High Priest felt it was time for revenge. She imitated his tone, preparing to make him cry for a change.
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"Yes, it's me," Rody laughed and nodded. "Want an autograph?"
"Who cares about that!" The Moon Night High Priest proudly shook her head.
"Usually, only those who are very jealous and somewhat twisted inside would say such sour and pretentious words. As a mentally healthy person, I pity you!" Rody gently said, "I can introduce you to the great sage Lud in Kameron. He takes good care of any mental patient, and with his help, many have recovered, with a success rate of thirty percent... If you say I referred you, you'll get priority treatment and an 80% discount on the consultation fee… Why are you hitting me? You’re too barbaric!"
"I'll hit you, I am barbaric!" the Moon Night High Priest huffed angrily. If all the elves heard her tone just now, they’d probably faint.
"Being too barbaric isn’t good for a girl, no one will want you, staying a virgin and unmarried is embarrassing!" Rody worriedly said.
"I like it, what’s it to you?" the Moon Night High Priest was about to pass out from frustration.
"You won’t blame me if you can't get married, right?" Rody asked worriedly.
"I'll blame you... ah, no, I mean, who would blame you! You big bad guy, you're taking advantage of me!" the Moon Night High Priest realized she misspoke, her face turning red.
"No, no, by the heavens, I am wronged! How could I possibly take advantage of an elf who has no chest or butt? Even if I were crazy, I wouldn’t do that!" Rody protested innocently, looking more wronged than a saint slandered for drinking demonic blood. Hearing the description of 'no chest no butt,' the Moon Night High Priest immediately pounced on Rody, baring her teeth, ready to bite him to death, to drink his blood, to eat his flesh.
"You saying anything is useless, just accept your fate!" the woman angrily declared the man’s death sentence.
"Hey, I still have something to say..." the man hastily begged for mercy.
"Who cares about what you say!" the woman was determined.
"I'm not ready for this, it's too fast..." the man panicked, talking nonsense.
"I don't care what you say!" the woman hummed triumphantly.
"Help me..." the man's screams of agony.
...
One minute later.
The conversation between the two changed, as did their positions. Initially, the woman was on top of the man, but now, the situation had reversed, with the man on top of the woman.
"Help me..." The woman's screams replaced the man's previous cries of agony.
"I'm not listening to anything you say!" The man laughed coldly.
"I'm not ready, it's too fast..." The woman pleaded pitifully like a little lamb, begging the man to spare her.
"Who cares about you." The man completely ignored her pleas.
"Wait, I still have something to say..." In a last-ditch effort to defend herself, the woman spoke up. Initially, she had pounced on the man not with this intention; it seemed he had misunderstood. She only wanted to bite him to death, not to do anything else. Now, he seemed to want to do something else to her, and if she didn't stop him now, it might be too late.
"You saying anything is useless, just accept your fate!" The man retorted.
Just when the Moon Night High Priest thought her heart would explode from fear, she found that the man had risen. He hadn't forcibly stripped her clothes or turned into a despicable predator, but was just looking at her with a strange smile.
The Moon Night High Priest hurriedly got up, realizing her lying position might have been too inviting. Her heart raced, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say. She felt like slapping him but couldn't find a reason to. He seemed like a bad guy, but not entirely. At least in the end, he had let her go. When she was struggling helplessly and in despair, he hadn't forcibly violated her or done anything that scared her.
"How could a gentleman like me ever do something bad? Those who doubt me should feel ashamed and reflect," Rody said with a smile.
"You're a gentleman?" the Moon Night High Priest angrily retorted. "If you were, why did you touch my chest and kiss my neck just now? You're clearly a predator!"
"I thought you liked it," Rody replied as if it was an oversight on her part.
"You..." The Moon Night High Priest was dizzy with anger. She had never encountered such a shameless person. Clearly lecherous, he still found such an impressive excuse. Just remembering his hands kneading her chest and his hot lips kissing her neck made her heart race and her face flush with heat.
"The touch was nice, but a bit bigger might have been better," the man sniffed his hand with a lecherous smile.
"Go to hell!" The Moon Night High Priest couldn't hold back and struck him down with her staff.
"Hey, do you know where the main settlement of the Dark Elves is? I'm looking for a female hunter..." Rody recalled a female hunter he had met in his youth, and it struck him as odd that she had a fuller figure than the Moon Night High Priest, which was rare among the typically slender elves. Perfect figures like the Moon Night High Priest's were already rare. Rody remembered that female hunter being even more voluptuous, making him even more curious. Female hunters were extremely rare in the human world.
Rody had gathered a lot of information and secretly investigated many places, but he never found any female hunter who used a moon blade instead of a bow and arrow. Unless that woman he encountered years ago came from the Seven Clans' territory, how could she disappear without a trace when Rody became famous in the human world? Even if she didn't fall in love with him at first sight – the boy who had fled with his mother – cooperating with Rody to retrieve the Moonstone was still plausible. However, several groups of Wood Elves came to Rody City for trade and communication, yet there was no sign of that female hunter from those years ago. It was extremely rare to find Dark Night Elves in the world. Where did Terri and Lotte rob her Moonstone that year?
"Our Elven Nation is the dwelling place of the Dark Night Elves. What do you want with a female hunter? What's her name?" the Moon Night High Priestess asked, feeling a tinge of sourness in her heart when she heard Rody's purposeful visit to the Elven Nation just to find a female hunter.
"I don't know her name," Rody shook his head. "I just accidentally grabbed her chest a few years ago, and she cried and shouted that she wanted to marry me, so I came to see if she still remembers."
"You big pervert, how can you... wait, female hunters are the faithful guards of the Moon God, how could they cry and shout because of your indecency? You must be making up stories. Where did you meet the female hunter? In Mesnotdania? That's in the human continent, are you dreaming? Female hunters haven't left the Seven Clans' territory to enter the human continent for decades, almost a century..." the Moon Night High Priestess felt even more sour, feeling indescribable, but upon further thought, she doubted its possibility and felt embarrassed, guessing he was saying this to imply something about her.
"Female hunters haven't left the Seven Clans' territory for decades?" Rody exclaimed in surprise. If the female hunter he met years ago was fake, then who was she? If she was fake, then she definitely wasn't there to investigate the Moonstone. Did she deliberately approach him to talk? Did she know he was leaving and wanted to secretly protect him? She could really become invisible and even transform into a Dark Night female hunter. She seemed to know a lot about Dark Night Elves, so who could she be? Rody was baffled and surprised by the unexpected turn his casual inquiry took.
"Liar, your lies have finally been exposed, right? You can't fool me!" the Moon Night High Priestess was delighted, thinking she had won a great victory.
"Ah, I've finally let go of a big burden in my heart. By the way, you're not going to cling to me for the rest of your life because I accidentally grabbed your chest, insisting on marrying me, right?" Rody patted his chest and asked the Moon Night High Priestess after sighing in relief. This seemingly innocent question infuriated the Moon Night High Priestess. She suddenly pounced on him, pinning him to the ground with her beautiful eyes glaring furiously, "What are you saying? You did it on purpose, it was absolutely intentional!"