Chapter 200 - Inerian

Wain walked slowly toward the round table. He was focused and expected that someone might attack him at any moment, but his fears were not justified.

The room was quiet and peaceful. There was only him there.

Wain stared at the revolver and wanted to take it, but when he reached out his hand, a protective barrier appeared around the table, which electrocuted Wain. The discharge force was small, Wain was not injured, but it was a warning.

'Looks like I need to wait.' Thought Wain and sat down at one of the six velvet chairs.

He immediately felt excellent and thought he might fall asleep now.

"This chair is really comfortable..." Wain muttered.

Nothing happened for the next ten minutes. Wain waited and tried to figure out what he was supposed to do. 

Wain began to doubt that he was supposed to sit quietly in the chair.

Crackling.

Suddenly the space shook, and there was a loud crackling sound. Wain turned around and saw that cracks had appeared on the left side of the hall, just as they had during the Pearl Hunter invasion.

Wain became alert and prepared to fight.

This was a Purgatory zone, and it was almost impossible to get in. 

However, because of Wain's unique path, the spatial envelope became unstable. Because of this, others had the chance to get through here before the barrier was restored.

The crack gradually grew larger, and three people came out of there. Wain was surprised to see them, for they were Elves. 

He had only read about them in books before. It was something incredible. They looked exactly like what Black Rabbit had said.

'Hmm, they look like humans, but their skin is smooth and pale, pointy ears and blond hair. They're also quite tall and thin. It's definitely them.' Wain thought to himself.

Two women and one man were among the elves, an enchanting girl walking ahead with a calm gaze. Elves didn't expect to be able to get here suddenly, they were surprised, but they didn't show it.

They didn't notice Wain right away, but only when they approached him.

The girl in front was in charge. She had long blond hair, azure eyes, and an enchanting appearance. She was dressed in a beautiful garment resembling a dress.

The second girl had short white hair and green eyes. She looked confident and a bit daring.

The man, like most elves, had shoulder-length blond hair, green eyes, a lean build, and flawless, smooth skin.

Wain didn't pay any attention to them. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from under his cloak and blew out a puff of smoke after a few seconds. It turned into a roulette image.

"Hey, kid, what the hell are you doing?" The man said menacingly, and the elves stepped aside.

To them, the smell of smoke was unpleasant and even disgusting.

"Ah? I decided to smoke, or do you have something against it?" Wain said grudgingly.

"Of course, I mind. How dare you burn plants that way? Boy, stop it now, and I'll pretend it never happened."

"What an abomination." Quietly said the head girl.

"What else can you expect from a low-ranking demon." The second girl said with a scowl on her face.

"A demon? Keya, you're wrong. It's obvious he's an Inerian. Anyway, it's amazing that a man of that race could get in here." Said the head girl.

'Demon? Inerian? What are they talking about? Hmm, so demons are considered an ordinary race, not inhabitants of hell, I see... But, who are the Inerian?' Wain pondered.

"Yes, Miss Ayla, absolutely right, there is an unpleasant aura coming from demons. We would sense it right away. He is definitely an Inerian." Said the man.

"Well done, Elmar." Said Ayla. "Wait, if he's an Inerian, then there must be his mistress somewhere."

'Mistress? What are they talking about? What kind of a mess is this? Are they elves or perverts?' Wain wondered, but he remained silent.

Despite the situation's absurdity, Wain wanted as much information as possible. 

Communicating with members of other races was new to him. He had only spoken to Purple Pilgrim before, but that was only a few phrases during combat.

When Ayla said this, her mates grew wary. They looked around as if expecting an attack.

"Don't worry. I'm here alone." With a shrug Wain said.

"What? An Inerian man alone? Miss Ayla, is that possible? He must be deceiving us." Said Keya.

Ayla thought for a moment, examined Wain as if he were a commodity, and then nodded confidently.

"Yes, he probably is, but it's very rare. I'm sure by the standards of Inerians, he's incredibly handsome. He has perfect proportions, great muscles and muscles, thick hair, and beautiful eyes. As far as I know, such men have some privileges. But, his mistress made a big mistake in letting him come here alone." Ayla said calmly.

At that moment, Wain felt a little uncomfortable. He felt like he was being appraised for sale or for a fashion show. Moreover, Ayla said it confidently and clearly, as if it were meant to be.

'I see...' muttered Wain to himself. 'Looks like the Inerian is a race where absolute matriarchy reigns. Hmm, I'll have to avoid meeting them, or I'll be in big trouble.'

From the conversation of the elves, Wain understood how society was arranged among the Inerians. He didn't care who was in charge where. 

Wain knew that he was in no position to judge the actions of other races, especially not knowing the details. Matriarchy, patriarchy, or equality didn't matter to him as long as it didn't affect him personally. 

But based on Ayla's words, Wain realized that he was like a top model and incredibly handsome for the girls of this race. 

This meant that if he accidentally got into the world where the Inerians lived, someone strong would take him over, and then Wain would lose his freedom.

He would not be killed, but he would live in the gilded cage. That didn't suit Wain, and he was glad he found out about the existence of this race now instead of when it would have been too late.

"Boy, what's your name?" Asked Ayla was taking a seat in the velvet chair. Keya and Elmar did the same.

Elves were not aggressive creatures by nature, but they were quite honest and straightforward. That's why they could sometimes seem to behave with a temper.

When Wain smoked, the Elves took it as an insult since Wain didn't even bother to step aside so as not to spoil the atmosphere with the smell of cigarettes. This was unpleasant to the Elves, but they did not attack him.

Wain put his cigarette to his mouth, blew out a club of smoke, and slowly said, "Nameless."

"Hmm? Do you say alias? Wait... Do you have Voids?" Ayla muttered, shocked, and opened Wain's card of World of Darkness.

[Nameless

Chronicle: First

Voids: 1]

Keya and Elmar didn't know what to say, their eyes widened in shock, and they were silent for a while.

Then they looked at Wain again but with a completely different look. Earlier, they had behaved calmly and regarded Wain as just a beautiful representative of Inerian, but now the situation had changed.

They knew that an Inerian man could only have Void if his mistress gave it to him. If she was capable of it, then this girl possessed incredible power and was extremely dangerous.

From that moment on, they decided not to quarrel with Wain lest they incur the wrath of his mistress. Ayla, Elmer, and Keya were strong compared to the other First Chronicle creatures, but they could not afford to give their Voids.

As a result, the Elves unknowingly trapped themselves in a thought trap of cause and effect. It showed what a simple misunderstanding could sometimes lead to, and it wasn't the limit.

"Okay, Nameless, tell me, what are you doing here? Do you know what this place is?" Ayla asked.

"Yes." Wain nodded, blowing out a puff of smoke, "This is the Purgatory Zone, a dangerous and unbelievable place."

'Hmm, this guy is too weird. I know quite a bit about Inerians, but this is the first time I've heard of a man like him. Could it be some secret of their race?' Ayla pondered.

"I see, then tell me, do you know what this place is and why there are six chairs and this revolver?" Asked Elmar.

Wain looked up and muttered, "I have no idea. Before you guys showed up, I was here alone."

"You're lucky no one has attacked you yet. If you want, we can protect you, just stand back, and we'll do everything and then bring you home." Ayla suggested.

'Hmm?' Wain was surprised that Ayla had come to that conclusion. 'She thinks I'm weak...? Does she think I'd die if I met some monster? I see... that seems to be one of the reasons for the matriarchy of the Inerians.'

Wain didn't answer anything. He just nodded weakly as if agreeing to her suggestion.

Nothing happened for the next thirty minutes. The elves chatted amongst themselves and occasionally cast glances at Wain. He had managed to smoke a whole pack of cigarettes in that time and only had one left.

'Next time I'm at Sven's, I'll have to replenish my supply.' Wain thought.

The elves tried to touch the revolver, but they failed. They couldn't penetrate such a powerful barrier.

Crackling.

"Looks like we've got company." Said Elmar.

The space to the right began to collapse, and several cracks appeared in the air. Three persons came out of them, and Wain had met them once before.

They looked just like Ria, whom Wain had fought in the last Purgatory zone. They had pale skin, ash-colored hair, and eyes as yellow as amber.

Among them were one girl and two men. When they saw the elves and Wain, they were wary. But when they realized that no one was going to attack them, they headed toward the table.

Ahead of them walked a tall guy with a massive sword on his back. He looked formidable and strong. His name was Finch Killian.

"Elves? What are you doing here?" Finch said rudely.

"The same thing you are, taking the opportunity and miraculously being able to get into the Purgatory Zone. Every one of us came here for treasures, well, except him." Ayla said, pointing at Wain.

"Hmm? Why?"

Ayla shrugged, "He's an Inerian and got here by accident."

"I see." Finch smirked, "Then how about we get rid of the redundant link right away?"

"I wouldn't advise it." Ayla said calmly. "He has a serious protector."

Finch looked at her with incomprehension. When he saw Wain's card, his eyes widened with shock. Like the elves before him, he understood the situation and why Wain was so calm.

"Come on. I was just kidding, have a seat, friends." Said Finch and sat down in the velvet chair.

'Sometimes I was surprised when rumors led to unbelievable things, I never understood how it worked, but now I've experienced it for myself.' Wain thought.

The situation amused him. He hadn't done anything, but he was already protected by someone invisible and intangible. Unfortunately, the Elves could not know that they had deceived themselves.

Finch's mates sat down in the velvet chairs, but a girl didn't have enough room. She smiled and walked over to Wain.

"May I stand here?" With a pleasant smile, she said.

"Suit yourself." With a shrug, Wain replied.

"AHAHAHAHA." Finch suddenly laughed, "Dia, did you like him?"

"Of course, I've never seen an Inerian man who looked even average, and this one is a real hottie. His mistress is lucky."

Wain didn't react to this in any way. He was already used to this mess.

"Why are we sitting here? Maybe we should start?" Proclaimed Fich and reached for his revolver, but he was electrocuted like the others.

Tremble.

However, in the next moment, with a picture of a white mask with an evil smile, changes began to occur.. This was the beginning of the second phase.