CXLI. Elf

"Yes, Lu."

The bounty hunter took out his booklet filled with portraits of wanted criminals, copied by artists, and then used text to record brief information, fitting four criminals on a page.

The elf known as Lu emerged from his hood, both pairs of wings fluttering swiftly like those of a Black-winged Butterfly. His movements were so quick they were nearly imperceptible to the human eye. He nibbled on a crumb from the plate and perched on the edge of a wine glass, dipping his head to take a sip of wine.

His cheeks turned instantly rosy, a look of utmost contentment on his face.

Aside from being excessively small and having two pairs of translucent wings, Lu was otherwise indistinguishable from a human girl, dressed in a finely tailored mini white skirt, with black hair tied into twin tails.

His features were exceptionally delicate, his skin incredibly fair and radiant, and his black eyes lively. To him, an open palm was like a dance floor in a plaza square.