Omake#9

Smuggling a group of armed elves out of the city unnoticed proved to be far simpler than I would have ever anticipated.

I wouldn't even use the word 'smuggled' as we were more or less happily let out and rudely told to take an extended vacation away from the city. The Mayor's propaganda as well as the general disgust and hate toward elves boils the blood of the guards.

I almost feel sad for them as they're completely unawares to what will be going down tonight. Almost.

At first my reluctance to the plan I so brilliantly developed was a constant, but stepping out of the North and into the city, I was quickly reminded about truth of my reality. 

This may be the wrong way to go about redeeming the value and worth of the elves within this city, within this country and continent. And even mother may shake her head with disappointment and wave off my actions as those of a blooming youthful rebellious nature…