Chapter 104: Spilling some tea is fun, but not if it’s about yourself
Sitting between new, energetic friends, I was suddenly being thrown into a plethora of exciting gossip about the demon realm--sometimes even about other realms. I didn’t really understand them, because I had no idea who they were talking about, but I got the gist of it.
After finishing a cup of fragrant tea and tasting at least a bite of every delicacy on the table, I was not only armed with the knowledge of who dated the librarian’s daughter and who had an affair with that famous singer, but also an update on what the citizens were thinking about the kingdom and humans in general, what the new Lord of Wrath was up to these days, and the upcoming Fallen Leaves festival.
All while only listening and nodding along as I munched on the cakes.
All in all, I got that the one who got the worst sentiment about humans was the citizen of Wrath, for the obvious reason that they were the ones who got impacted by the war. But it also seemed like they blamed their previous Lord for falling for the human’s provocation, so the new Lord was under strict surveillance to not start something moronic.
Meanwhile, the rest of the demon realm did not really care, apparently. As long as their regions were not impacted, they didn’t care much. It seemed like demons were more pragmatic than humans, since there wasn’t any religion brainwashing them about how hateful the other races were. And the demons were already busy enough trying to contend among themselves about who would be hailed King in the future.
The strong reaction toward humans did persist during and after the war, because there was still anxiety about the war being spread from the realm of Wrath to the other regions. Especially with the ’Hero’ being on the side of a warmongering kingdom. I did know from the novel that the kingdom, indeed, had the ambition to invade the entirety of the demon realm.
But now that the news about the Hero’s renegade had spread, their worry about a war happening had diminished, and the sentiment against humans had subsided slowly. At least, they wouldn’t just hack the first human they see anymore, just probably suspicious about whether the human was a spy or not.
But since Valmeier’s tragically painted story was spread, and the thought that it would be impossible for the Lord to bring over a spy, they didn’t see me in a bad way. At least, those who resided in the realm of greed wouldn’t think I’m a bad human anymore. Yaay!
"I think it’s basically safer for you here than in the human realm, Young Master," Arta told me. Yeah, I thought so too, since I heard the kingdom still looking for the Spear of Judgement, and someone might recognize me right away without disguise.
...or not? Since my hair had grown so much, and I had plumped up a bit with how much they fed me. But still, better safe than sorry, am I right?
"You probably can even try strolling in the Capital now, Young Master," Lesta followed a reply. "They might stare, but they won’t do anything more."