The long-eared Wisdom Species were indeed warm and friendly, but that was mostly limited to their own kind. When it came to non-elf Wisdom Species, especially humans, their attitude was not nearly as welcoming.
"It does not matter who you are, where you come from, or what race you are. What counts is what you do and the effort you put into it. Today, allow me to show you what the prevailing thought in this city should be."
Roland felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see the youth smiling confidently, unfazed by any hardship. His grin was so bright, as if he were delighted at another's impending misfortune.
To give Roland a clear view of Alfheim, the Black Dragon circled twice before gradually descending to the central square in front of the white palace. Already, many elves had gathered there of their own accord.
The Bodhi Tree on Bodhi Tree Street was covered in mischievous children, and even more elves held up their hands towards the sky, erupting into deafening cheers.
