LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 82
Chapter 82 – Home Visit with the Roulette (1)
My name is Clarish.
I am a member of the Great Forest Elves who came to Earth.
I believed my life was rather unremarkable.
My role in elven society was straightforward—cultivate beans on the southern hill, draw seawater to make tofu, manage the fermentation storage, and cook meals for my kin at the Big Tree House twice a week.
With decent physical abilities, I once had the chance to join the Lotus Lake Knights.
However, unlike my kin, I lacked the affinity for spirits, so I was unable to enter the knights. Yet, I remained satisfied with my role.
Elven society is fundamentally communal, with everyone assigned a role vital to the group.
Cultivating beans contributes to our society, and while there were many elves skilled in making tofu, few could match my expertise in taste and texture.
No one else understood as intimately what was stored within our fermentation jars.
Though my life might seem insignificant, I am content with it.
Then one day, a foreigner named Shia arrived.
Naturally, my kin and I were not fond of her.
The memory of our Mother World Tree burning at the hands of humans was vivid as though it happened yesterday.
The grief and anger from that memory only strengthened my identity as an elf and intensified my hostility toward outsiders, just as my kin felt.
No matter that she was a guest of Olgania, the last child of the World Tree; our basic wariness was unavoidable.
“When is that outsider leaving, anyway?”
“Don’t know. She went into the Elder Council with Captain Elanar a few days ago, but there hasn’t been anything since.”
“Are the elders planning on keeping an outsider around?”
“Forget it. If we ignore her, she’ll leave eventually.”
Even if she was Olgania’s guest, there was no need to go out of our way for her. My kin and I had chosen a fitting approach—ignoring her.
We didn’t need to be warm. To respect Olgania, we merely fed Shia, the outsider, enough to accommodate her rather… extreme appetite.
‘She eats an astonishing amount…’
Compared to us elves, Shia’s appetite was at least ten times larger, perhaps even more.
While my kin and I were satisfied with half a plate, she demanded ten, seeming to need even more.
At first, we thought, ‘Let’s see how much she can eat,’ hoping it would be a type of food torture, but the woman ate everything, leaving us alarmed and astonished.
I feared that this outsider might devour our entire Great Forest before even the Chaos Ants could.
Shia, the outsider, indeed bothered me.
She was human, an outsider, and a saintess.
But to be precise, she wasn’t exactly human; rather, something similar to one. According to some of my kin, she was a dreadful monstrosity.
I didn’t necessarily dislike Shia because she was an outsider, but there was something fundamentally different about her that I couldn’t put into words—a discomfort that occasionally felt as warm as the Mother World Tree.
‘Feeling warmth from a filthy, wicked outsider…?’
Perhaps it was simply unfamiliarity manifesting as disquiet.
“Forget it. I won’t let it bother me.”
I jotted down a report estimating the upcoming bean harvest to submit to the elders and prepared to call it a day.
With a large leaf of the Ditenda tree for a blanket and all the windows open, I let the cool breeze flow in as I drifted off to sleep, unburdened by any worries of tomorrow, unlike humans.
If the Chaos Ants did arrive, the Lotus Lake Knights and Captain Elanar would surely protect us. I had no doubts that this life would continue.
Knock, knock, knock.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, a knock at the door roused me.
‘Who could it be at this hour?’
Elves do not reject visitors or guests.
We only turn away humans and outsiders after opening the door.
I grabbed my herb-woven hair tie from beside my bed, tied my hair, and stood up to greet the visitor.
Creak…
“Who’s there?”
“I love you~!”
“…?”
Bang!
What was that?
What did I just see… or hear?
Long, silvery hair, a massive chest, tall stature, and grotesque tentacles waving from her waist.
Could it have been that outsider?
My mind couldn’t make sense of it.
Even as I tried to think, my mind froze. There was no room for thought.
“Uh… um…”
Knock, knock, knock.
“Hey, say… something…”
Hearing a faintly sobbing voice from outside, a nameless dread took hold of me, and I pulled the leaf blanket over my head.
I couldn’t fathom it.
What on earth just happened?
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I started a stream after a long time.
[Broadcasting from the Great Forest of the Elves]
Yes, this was from none other than the Great Forest of the Elves!
Of course, I’d already gotten permission from Olgania and Elder Entamia.
While the elves of the Great Forest were wary of outsiders, they didn’t completely isolate themselves, nor did they advocate an extreme policy of annihilating everything that came in.
Since they were an intelligent species that migrated from another world to Earth, they’d established some ties with the Hunter Association and various governments.
The high-quality grains harvested by the elves were registered as luxury goods, bringing back Earth’s advanced technology and culture to the elves.
Some elves even worked as hunters on Earth after leaving the forest.
Though I hadn’t known this, the Great Forest surprisingly had Wi-Fi and internet, and the elves watched hologram TV in the village square, their technology created from wood and vines.
How they managed this without transmission towers in the forest was a mystery until I learned that a special tree named “Polity” intercepted all signals, relaying them across the forest. Its peculiar structure allowed internet connection while blocking outsiders from tracking the forest’s location.
So, elves were adapting to Earth in their own way.
The takeaway here?
Streaming was allowed here.
If you ask why I’m streaming during this period… there’s no specific reason.
Honestly, I’m just really lonely.
As you know, I hate being alone.
Visiting each elf household, searching for possible imposters—this was going to be an exhausting, lonely, and tedious task.
And if I were to drag Olgania along, the other elves’ hostility toward me would spike.
With permission to stream granted, and Olgania and Entamia having no issue with it, I decided to go ahead.
Olgania was thrilled, even jumping with excitement when I told her, promising to tune in.
Besides, I hadn’t posted any announcements, and now I’d been here for three days; the netizens would certainly be calling for “ruin” and demanding explanations as soon as I went live.
A quick stream now could help ease the brewing storm.
“Hello.”
-[She’s backkkkkkkk!!]
-[Explain! Explain! Explain!]
-[Ruin]
-[Ruin]
-[Ruin]
“You guys never disappoint with your evil antics.”
-[You ghosted first, though!]
-[You could’ve posted an announcement!]
-[Ghost without a word? Straight to ruin! lol]
“Still, I really do love you guys, even if you’re evil.”
-[Eh, I don’t.]
“Wait, what the…”
The mocking laughter echoed through the chat.
-[LickBaldManager has donated 100,000 KRW!]
-[I was pissed that you ghosted without a word! Where were you, stirring up trouble?]
“What trouble? You guys act like I’m always causing trouble.”
-[Of course.]
-[True, true.]
-[100% true.]
Though I hadn’t been gone for too long, it was oddly comforting to see my beloved chaotic viewers again.
-[Where are you broadcasting from?]
-[What’s that glow nearby, fireflies?]
-[Or spirits?]
“Yeah, spirits.”
-[Wha…?]
“Specifically, I’m in the Great Forest. You’ve heard of it, right? The Great Forest where the elves who migrated to Earth live.”
-[Wait, you got in there?]
-[Isn’t that place’s location kept secret from the public?]
“Yes, I was invited.”
-[How’d you manage that?]
“Well, I’m beautiful?”
-[You’re pretty, but that’s probably not it.]
I decided to keep my reasons vague, as only the stream itself had been approved—not the sharing of detailed information about the elves. To ensure no one’s identity was compromised, I applied filters so that viewers would see anyone who appeared as cute SD characters.
“Today, there won’t be any food shows, and likely no monster hunting either.”
-[Then why are you streaming?]
-[She always streams randomly.]
“Actually, I need your help.”
-[Help with what?]
“You see the roulette wheel on the screen?”
-[Yeah.]
“Those of you with enough stream points can suggest conversation topics for me to use when I visit each elf household.”
-[Wha?]
I trusted in the wisdom of crowds.
I trusted in people’s innate goodwill to help those in need.
Later, I would come to realize that these viewers were as fiendish as they came, willing to exploit any loophole.
“All you need to do is use your points to suggest, like, ‘say such-and-such to the next elf you meet.’”
Silence briefly overtook the chat.
-[Let’s goooooo!]
-[I’ve waited for this moment!]
What a positive reaction! Clearly, a stream involving the viewers would be more fun for both sides.
“Each time a visit ends, we’ll spin the roulette again! And just so
you know, excessive, vulgar, or insulting topics will be filtered out. I also won’t entertain violent or inappropriate suggestions. Okay, here we go!”
I couldn’t see the roulette options myself; the results would only be revealed to me once selected…
Suddenly, I noticed the chat lighting up.
-[LOL]
-[Is that for real?]
-[HAHAHA]
What on earth…?
“…Eh?”
Seeing the selected topic, my mind blanked.
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Shortly afterward, Shia, with her drone camera hovering nearby, headed to the first elf’s house.
Anxious and uncomfortable, she felt an intense urge to turn off the camera and run.
However, as the Saintess, Shia always strived to keep her promises, so she took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Who’s… Oh! It’s you…”
Inside was a married elf woman with a gentle, motherly aura.
-[Whoa…]
-[She’s so pretty!]
Though she was likely in her early thirties by human standards, her face was serene and youthful. Her narrow, gentle eyes gave her an elegant, peaceful air.
“Hello, ma’am.”
“You’re that outsider, aren’t you? What brings you here?”
“May I come in?”
“…Fine.”
As Shia smiled warmly, the elf hesitated but ultimately stepped aside.
Seeing the floating hologram, she asked, “Is that a camera? What’s it for…?”
“It’s just to record the situation. Your personal information won’t be exposed.”
The elf looked skeptical but stepped aside.
After a deep breath, Shia turned to the elf with a mischievous smile and lightly rested a hand on the wall beside her, cornering her.
“Listen, ma’am…”
“Wha…what are you doing…?”
Shia’s strength caused a noticeable tremor in the wall. The elf had to look up at Shia’s towering figure.
“Don’t think you can dismiss me just because I’m an outsider.”
“Wh-what do you mean?”
“Even though I’m an outsider, I’ve been granted home inspection rights by Olgania and the elders.”
“…!”
Her expression changed from warm to chillingly intense. The elf trembled under Shia’s ominous gaze, her towering figure casting a shadow.
Shia’s grotesque tentacles crept closer, giving the elf no choice but to quiver in fear.
“If you disrespect me, you’re disrespecting the last child of the World Tree, Olgania.”
“Th-that’s not…!”
“I have an official seal, don’t I? You think you can excuse your ignorance?”
The elf visibly paled.
‘Oh no, my husband and daughter…!’
The terrified elf began trembling.
“I-I’m sorry… please, punish me alone…”
“Now, please calm down and have a seat.”
“Sniff…yes…”
Shia guided the shaken elf to a seat and gave a sly smile. The camera zoomed in on the elf’s face.
“To resolve today’s matter, you’ll need to cooperate, understood?”
“Y-yes…”
“First, tell me your name.”
“…Zernoaplanesrenkria…”
“Ms. Zernoa, right? And your age?”
“Three-hundred-twenty-three…”
Even though she was in her early thirties by human standards, she was likely over 300.
“Do you have any children?”
“A daughter… serving in the patrol…”
“How lovely. You must be so proud of her.”
“P-please, don’t involve my daughter!”
“Ma’am, you’re misunderstanding. I just wanted to talk.”
But Zernoa, shaken, had long begun to imagine the worst.
“Then, tell me—have you seen anything unusual lately?”
“No…no…”
“Got it.” Shia stood up abruptly.
Zernoa, her face flushed, raised her gaze to Shia.
With a bright, innocent smile, Shia said, “Thanks for cooperating! Have a nice evening!”
“…What?”
Bang!
Shia left as quickly as she’d arrived, leaving Zernoa with a dazed expression.
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“Ughhhhhhh!!!”
-LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL
-LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL
-Legendary clip!
-We need to save this clip, LOL.
-Haha, I laughed so hard!
-Streamer’s face was priceless, LOL.
-But for real, you were scary and cool, streamer!
-So hot.
“So hot.”
“Ugh! Stop ittttt!”
Shia banged her head against a tree in frustration after seeing the roulette result.
And the result was: [Speak like a Yakuza-like AV Director with a commanding tone].
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Aaaaaargh!!!”
-LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL
-Is this a comedy show? LOL
-It’s a skit show now, LOL.
-LMAO for real.
-Wow, streamer’s got some guts.
That day, Shia realized.
No matter how many filters were applied, these awful trolls would still find ways to cause trouble.