Chapter 380: When I said dramatic, that includes my Demon Lord
There are no tables big enough for a five-person meal in my suite, so I brought the humans to the dining room on the guest floor. Of course, this meant it was time for the human groups to meet the rest of my companions.
Naturally, it didn’t go well right off the bat.
The humans were extra vigilant because they were entering a demon territory they had no knowledge about, and my civilian friends were tensed up from the weapons that the humans brought in their person. After all, my friends were merely an author and two runaway inventors. Neel was only peeking behind the door, while Zia was half-hiding herself behind Izzi while clutching the elf’s arm.
Funnily enough, the one who lessened the tension was Izzi.
Simply, because he wasn’t a demon.
"Is that...an elf?"
"Got a problem with that?" Izzi replied sharply.
"Well...Val is a half-druid," Zarfa, probably the only person who was not nervous or tense, shrugged.
The presence of a non-demon entity--beside me--seemed to lessen the human’s anxiety. While they were taught that demons were vicious creatures, the church was a bit less slandering toward the children of nature. If I recall correctly, they taught us that elves were prideful and arrogant--which...wasn’t so wrong, actually.
But anyway, humans saw the children of nature more as annoying races that were hard to mingle with, but not at a ’kill-on-sight’ level as they did with demons. Besides, by human standards, elves were beautiful creatures, which might have an effect too.
Still, it wasn’t enough.