Chapter 508

Chapter 508: The Elves’ Acceptance

"Jesse,

Thank you for your letter, I have received the emblem too and I’m glad it could help you at Reliquary.

Have you decided to accept the mission to go to Kalimdor with Reliquary?

Actually, in Farstriders, there aren’t many rangers willing to adventure with a special spellcaster like you and their unique companion. I know a lady from the Goldenthorn family who is suitable, she recently finished her guard duty at the southeast front line of Ever song Woods and is now free.

If you’re willing, I can try to get in touch with her to join your team. Reply to me after you agree to learn the special envoy’s mission.

– Vereesa Windrunner."

The Gilded Rose was quite lively at noon, Jesse read quietly and then handed the letter to the dwarf in front of him, asking, "What do you think the special companion mentioned here means?"

"Definitely not me." Greed put down his drink and took the letter, saying, "Does a Dwarf Wildhammer in Quel’Thalas need to be so elusive? I guess Vereesa has known for a long time that you can summon demons… those elves just don’t want to expose you, do you think the void researchers in Quel’Thalas know less than you? But who is this lady from the Goldenthorn family?"

"Did you forget?" Jesse asked, "Asselwin Goldenthorn… that was the alias Vereesa used when she was investigating the Death Knight the last time."

"How can I remember clearly, I have forgotten if you mentioned it to me." Greed asked, "Anyway, are you sure? Are you sure she wrote here that she wants to come in person?"

"What if not?" Jesse asked, "Her intention is too obvious, this alias she used is the one she first mentioned to me when we met."

Clearing his throat, Greed said, "If Vereesa really comes in person, do you think she would be willing to travel with that succubus?"

"Didn’t you say the elves already knew I could summon demons?" Jesse asked.

"Other elves might be fine," Greed said, "But Vereesa… "

"Her?" Jesse asked.

Speaking softly, Greed said, "Let me be straight with you, are you sure she doesn’t have feelings for you in that way, Jesse?"

"Why do you care so much about this." Jesse chuckled and said, "And besides, haven’t you always believed that elves and humans are just for fun?"

"During the time you were unconscious, she was extremely worried." Greed said, "To be honest, I was touched by how she cared about you. Even if she really plans to deceive you, she’s doing a good job of acting."

"Aren’t you worried about me?" Jesse asked.

"Of course, I’m worried about you!" Greed muttered to himself, "Hmm, maybe I’m overthinking it, because even though she’s an elf, she’s still a woman. But didn’t you say you wanted to find an elf before? Now there’s one right in front of you, and you’re not interested."

"I don’t know," Jesse said, resting his chin on his hand, "The noble elves in Quel’Thalas are even more distant than you think. They think I’m going to steal Windrunner’s little sister soon. Many elves have told me… they want to stop me from seeing Vereesa."

"But like you told me before, Greed, I can only live for about fifty or sixty years, maybe seventy or eighty at most. Even if she really has feelings for me, and we get together, what happens when I get old? She will still be young, barely aging at all, and then do I have to leave a message for her to marry someone else after I’m gone?"

With a furrowed brow, he said, "Oh, I don’t even know what I’m saying. Anyway, she’s a great friend and companion to me, willing to go through thick and thin together. She hasn’t said anything, and I don’t have much to think about."

"Well, in that aspect, she sure is an amazing companion," Greed nodded.

That’s one way to look at it.

But at this moment, Jesse remembered the embrace at Nethergarde.

It’s hard to say he didn’t feel something stir in his heart.

When thinking about it, Greed didn’t know how many times he had hugged him, and each time he hugged tightly, incredibly tightly.

Compared to dwarves, it could be reasonable to say Vereesa didn’t have much interest in that aspect.

When it came to lifespan, Greed slowly lowered his eyebrows.

"You know, Jesse, if all races lived about the same length of time, maybe this world would have fewer complicated problems."

"Trust me, Greed, even without worrying about lifespan, there will be other concerns," Jesse said. "There are plenty of things to worry about."

Greed said, "Other things can at least be changed, even appearance and size can be disguised with magic. Changing lifespan is always much harder, especially stretching your human age to match an elf’s length."

"Let’s not talk about these endless things," Jesse said. "I’ll write her back and let her know to be prepared for my special servant, don’t blame me for not reminding her earlier."

Greed smiled and said, "Now that you mention it, I am curious to see her reaction to your Molofeel, Jesse."

Jesse lifted his glass, took a sip, and asked, "Are you not worried about the elves playing tricks on me now?"

"Haha! I’m not worried at all!" Greed pinched the end of the sausage, took a bite from the other end, and said, "I even think Vereesa should stay away from you now."

Jesse rolled his eyes at him, but had to admit that he felt the same way.

Pulling that stunt with the troll was truly the most ridiculous thing he had ever done in his life. Even if it meant risking his life next time, he had no intention of doing it again.

Miserheld did say that what happened in Booty Bay should stay in Booty Bay…

But he hadn’t forgotten, so was he planning to stay there willingly?

It had been months, but he still often dreamt of that scene.

As he became more skilled in controlling the power of the shadows and more aware of the emotions brought by the shadows’ corruption, he couldn’t blame others for many of the choices he made.

It could only be said that not everyone can simply try out the feeling of novelty. There are things in this world that only a few humans dare to experiment with for a reason.

Jesse rubbed his face hard to forget the image from the cave, then asked, "And what about you?"

"What about me?" Greed asked.

"After breaking up with that elf, don’t you plan to find another one?" Jesse asked.

"Who should I find?" Greed said. "Is it because being single isn’t enjoyable enough, or being carefree isn’t cool enough, or am I just too bored and looking for trouble? Don’t worry, Jesse Seso, I’m not going to bother about these things anymore."

"You’re simply heartbroken, Greed from the Thunderfist family," Jesse said. "When you meet someone who truly cares for you, loves you, and heals your wounds…"

"Give it a rest, you little brat," Greed squinted and said. "Do you know me better than I know myself?!"

Jesse chuckled, took a sip of wine, and said, "Let’s just wait and see!"

"Wait and see!" Greed tapped the table with his finger and said, "I bet 5 gold coins!"

"Who the heck is betting with you… and betting so much money?" Jesse muttered.