Chapter 11: Banana Juice Inn
Now, I can either rent a property or sleep in the trees... Rael pondered, but not even a moment later, he let out a sigh.
The choice was obvious, he just didn't want to accept it.
All around him was greenery, trees of all different colors, but they all had one thing in common.
Their size—the trees were simply colossal, and if not for the barrier blocking out prying eyes, he would have seen them from the top of the cliff.
Nonetheless, the Ancient City, Celestara, gave off an elf-like feeling, with its people living in nature. However, he remembered the inner-most part of the city being quite modern—that was, of course, where the queen lived.
Screw it. Rael decided to approach the two red-haired girls decorating the trees and introduce himself.
"Excuse me, is there any—" His words were interrupted when, all of a sudden, a side kick struck his abdomen, sending him flying into a tree.
[HP -320! 520/820]
"What gives?!" Rael shouted through gritted teeth, blood dripping from his mouth.
"Oh, sorry. I thought you were some sort of pervert... with how you're dressed." the girl said, wiping away her foot, which had made contact with him.
What's wrong with how I'm dressed... Rael looked down and saw that the gray jeans he had when he came into this world were dyed nearly black from the blood.
And, of course, the signature Banana Peel boots—which certainly did not help him build rapport.