The Fake Sin Of Fallen God
Chapters 20. The Stupidity and Fear of the Elves

At the same time a voice resounded in the forest, as if the forest itself was speaking to them.

“Man. What was your purpose in coming here.?”

Dyze only smiled when she heard it. Then it sounded like the bowstring was being pulled firmly, which was when Eiria and Chronoa realized they had been surrounded.

As Dyze wanted to snap her finger, Eiria yelled out which made herself the center of attention.

“Wait!”

Eiria's voice made Dyze glance at her, Dyze lowered her hand to let Eiria carry out her role.

There were whispering noises coming from all corners of the forest, though it was not clear, Dyze knew that they were talking about Eiria.

He stepped forward and straightened his body to look charismatic.

“I am the only Light Elf left in this World, you should have heard the news of the genocide committed by Asmodeus right?”

At first glance Dyze and Chronoa glanced at him in wonder, because in the newspaper there was no mention of it.

Then a silhouette came down from the tree, standing before Eiria, as if observing her from head to toe.

The silhouette was a man who had pointed ears like most Elves, had white skin but not too smooth, his long blonde hair was unraveled, and his green irises sometimes shone.

Eiria set the light on her body increasingly shining, making the existence of other Elves residing on the tree branch known. There were also many wolves with them.

The male elf then knelt down and was followed by hundreds of Elves behind him.

“Yes. We have heard it from Doritis about it, we are sorry for the incident that befell your race, at the same time we are grateful that Light Elves are not completely extinct.”

“Doritis?”

A spontaneous word came out from the mouths of Dyze and Chronoa.

Eiria muttered little answering their question:

"Birds of the message. This kind of bird can be controlled by the Elf race."

Dyze and Chronoa nodded while touching the chin.

Dyze looked towards the Elves who were staring cynically at him and Chronoa. The male elf who was at the very front said arrogantly:

“Huh! You guys were saved by luck.”

Dyze and Chronoa were annoyed to hear it, but their anger subsided when they saw Eiria, who was usually like a child, suddenly slapping the Elf.

“Chairman!”

The Elves behind him prepared to protect but were stopped by the Elf Chief by raising his right hand.

“Definitely stupid! It is precisely you who are saved by luck!”

The entire forest became silent upon hearing Eiria's words. The Elf leader also asked for clarity about what Eiria meant.

He pointed to the sky and shouted:

“Try see! That giant magic circle can be activated with just a snap of a finger! And it can wipe out an entire forest in an instant, including those of you who are in it!”

The Elves became dumbfounded when they saw a faint giant magic circle right above them. Since they themselves knew very well if it was almost impossible to create such a magic circle if only with a few people, what else activated it with just a snap of a finger, it was extremely impossible according to their understanding.

The Elf leader prostrated himself before Dyze, as he knew, provoking the wrath of a creature like this was a harbinger of death for his people.

“Hamba please! Although this head is not so valuable, but I beg you! These heads will be able to redeem their lives.”

The elves also bowed and said

unison:

“We beg! With this head can redeem the lives of our people!”

They trembled and cold sweats flowed, rather than fear of death, they were more afraid that the cause of the destruction of their people was their own folly.

They did not dare to look Dyze in the eyes, until the sound of stomach whining and the words of Dyze made them dare to look at him.

“Well that's okay, besides if this forest is destroyed maybe I won't find food supplies during the trip later.”

Dyze approached Eiria and gently touched her head.

“... After all he did his role very well.”

Eiria smiled shyly, whereas Chronoa only let out a short sigh while smiling faintly.

“Bring me, your best dishes.”

They stared at each other, not expecting to still be able to meet the family. They cheered and said it out loud:

“Iyaaaa!”

Dyze, Chronoa, Eiria are led to the residence of their race.

A large village in the interior of the forest, even though it was already night, the torchlight hanging on every house, made the village very enough to avoid the darkness.

Now the Elf Chief was taking Dyze and Chronoa and Eiria to meet the village chief Wood Elf.

The house of this elf elder was very unique because its entrance could only be reached through the stairs that encircled his house.

Although it was quite strange, they ignored it.

While climbing the stairs in the village chief's unique house, the Elf Chief introduced himself.

“Ah, what a rude. My name is Adelf Hitolar, a division chairman in security.”

Dyze just nodded, as did Chronoa and Eiria.

Feeling the awkward atmosphere, Adelf asked them their name.

“Er.. Your name?”

“Oh, my name is Dyze.”

“I Chronoa.”

“If I'm Eiria.”

Adelf nodded deeply as she thought in her daydream, she should remember this name, as there was a chance that their name would shake the World.

“We get to.”

Those words that came out of him when in front of them there was a green curtain, not suitable to be called a door.

Adelf opened the curtain and closed it again when Dyze and Chronoa and Eiria had entered it.

Adelf knelt down as they faced off against the male Elf who looked already fragile due to his age. A white mustache like an upside-down crescent moon became his trademark.

“Adelf Hitolar, chairman of the security division has returned. Glad to see you're okay, Elder.”

The elf elder opened his wrinkled one eye and looked towards Dyze and Adelf.

“It's good to see you back, Adelf. Looks like you brought someone.?”

He bowed his face inside, as he himself did not know what to answer.

“Dia.—“

While Adelf was brainwinding to find an answer, Dyze interrupted her, allowing Adelf to breathe a sigh of relief.

“--..I'm Dyze, just a wanderer who happens to pass.”

Dyze's reply made the elder look at him suspiciously, but fearing Dyze was irritated, Adelf hurriedly walked over and told him the true incident.

Instantly the staff supporting his body fell down because the elder was shaking violently.

Trying to be more polite, the elder introduced himself.

“.. I'm sorry for the stupid act before. My name is Aelfric, an elder of Wood Elves as well as serving as the village chief. I have lived for 500 years if counted in human age, I have witnessed many interracial wars over my lifetime, but I have never heard or seen with my own ear about a giant magic circle that can be created by only 1 person. Regarding your request, we will prepare a party with the best dishes in it.”

Dyze looks happy to hear that.

“Good! And also 500 years?—“

He glanced at Eiria who was calm

pay attention to the topic of conversation.

“--.. While you? How old are you?”

Eiria looked startled when asked, she spontaneously pointed at herself.

“Eh, me? I.. new 97 years.”

“Eh?”

His answer left Dyze and Chronoa dumbfounded.

“97 years?! Your body is bigger than me?!”

Eiria looks upset with him and hits Chronoa like a sister who is angry with her brother.

“Very bad, even though I am older than you lo!”

Chronoa only responded by laughing while Eiria was hitting him, the sensation he felt like a massage, therefore he laughed enjoying it.

“Eh? Does your height add to Chronoa?”

Chronoa stopped laughing and looked at him in confusion.

“Hah? Nothing has changed!”

Hearing Chronoa's answer, Eiria seemed to immediately throw away her question. He approached the rabbit meat that was almost ripe.

The party was about to begin, Dyze impatiently waited for him.