Going out for a date.

In this place, even if you say you're going out, where can you really go for a date?

To the north are endless snowfields, to the south lies the Human Central Empire's army. Even if you really wanted to have a date, it's hard to maintain that feeling of wanting to.

But since Elf suggested it, Doro really had no reason to refuse.

Perhaps Elf wanted to use her identity to intimidate the Human Central Empire's army.

However, the direction Elf chose was north; she led Doro towards the endless snowfields.

"Doro, you've been to the snowfields once before, right?"

Yes, when Doro wasn't particularly powerful yet, just somewhat strong, he faced a general from the Demon King's Four Generals, a Flame Demon Race member. He was difficult to defeat, so Doro came to the snowfields to train. It was then that he met Elf, which laid the foundation for Elf joining their group in the future.

"I remember back then, you gave me some guidance, Elf."

Time for elves is long. Although not as eternal as the Demon King, it still makes humans, with their short lives, immensely envious. Such a long life also means elves' strength doesn't advance too quickly.

Elf back then probably wasn't much weaker than she is now.

So, perhaps Elf back then indeed had the ability to guide Doro.

"Ah~ I must have been a bit annoying back then, right?"

"Why?"

"Because I was arrogant and cold, you know~ I even arrogantly said, 'Humans, this isn't a place you should come to. Using this as a training ground is at least a hundred years too early!' Such un-cute words." She mimicked her tone from back then, trying to recreate the scene, but couldn't help bursting into laughter, "Hahaha~ Sorry, I couldn't help laughing."

Laughing at herself was somewhat incomprehensible, but Doro couldn't help but chuckle due to this as well.

The two walked on the snowfield.

"This time, I want to show you my home."

Doro had never really gotten close to the snow elves' dwelling. Elf was cautious towards outsiders, believing that the snow elves' home must not be revealed to others. It was the last secret place for the snow elves, and if it were exposed, they might have nowhere left to stay.

Such a thought may stem from a bit of paranoia, as the snow elves could endure the snowfields and had many places to establish themselves around the world, not just limited to these snowfields. Therefore, even if exposed, they could just relocate...

Perhaps they also have a special affection for the snowfields, something they cannot easily part with.

Initially perhaps it was forced, but over time, they merged with the snowfields and became a part of each other. Now, it's unrealistic to think of snowfields without thinking of snow elves.

Even if elsewhere, the ice and snow have melted, welcoming spring, the north wind still howls over the snowfields, where ice and snow remain the main theme—only in the height of summer does the heavy snow here cease its howling.

Elf is an elf.

An elf among the snowfields.

In the whistling wind and snow, she clearly cannot step lightly on the snow like other snow elves, but instead, like Doro, each step sinks deep into the snow.

Seeing this, the skin of her thighs indeed appeared as white as snow. Lisidorwei said that a snow elf's whiteness should be somewhat different from hers—but upon closer inspection, there didn't seem to be much difference. Honestly, Doro couldn't make much distinction either…

Was it merely Lisidorwei's modesty? Or did girls perceive a big difference that men simply couldn't discern? Perhaps he should consult the Demon King? After all, Lisidorwei's body was crafted by Mohe, she might have some insight, the whiteness of Lisidorwei's skin…

"Doro, you seem to be thinking something quite rude."

"Huh?"

"Because you kept staring at my legs. What is it? Do you prefer the lower part over the upper?"

"I..."

The snow elf lady nodded thoughtfully: "There seems to be some saying; over the years I've researched human culture a bit. It's said that liking the upper part signifies a desire for maternal love, possibly due to unmet childhood needs—hence the persistent pursuit of that symbol of motherhood. While liking the lower part is just plain lust, since it's near the reproductive organs…"

"Enough, enough! No more!"

"Huh? You're embarrassed?"

Even when conversing with Mohe, she didn't seem this bold, did she? Despite his looks, Mohe is quite particular about noble etiquette.

It should be said, there are indeed slight differences between elves' and humans' perceptions.

In conversation, the two had already arrived at Elf's home.

The snow elf's dwelling wasn't easily discoverable, being buried in ice and snow, perhaps marked by some magical signs to let the snow elves find their home.

Watching Elf suddenly wave her hand, a powerful gust of wind blew away all the ice and snow before them, revealing a structure similar to a house.

"Please come in, Mr. Doro, you are the first human I've brought here."

"It's an honor."

Doro entered Elf's house.

This is indeed a rather simple house, even simpler than Doro's little cabin at Mohe's place; it even lacks some basic necessities.

"A bit shabby, isn't it?"

"No..."

"There's no helping it, everyone basically lives by relying on magic. My place actually has quite a few things, considering I can't use magic. But the homes of other snow elves are even worse than mine, filled with all sorts of magic books—even some people's beds are made of magic books."

Doro couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental: "That's really quite peculiar."

This house is indeed quite simple. At least, from Doro's perspective, there seems to be only a table, a bed, and some toiletries.

How do they eat?

Maybe the snow elves have communal meals...

This thought flashed through Doro's mind.

Elf sat at the head of her bed.

"Doro, please sit here."

Doro hesitated for a moment, then also sat on the bed.

"You are the first person I've invited to my home. Speaking of... do you know why a girl would invite you to her home?"

"Ah?"

From the human perspective, of course, there could be some hidden meanings.

"Mohe told me that you seem to always be thinking about my figure and bragging to others about seeing the impressive body of a snow elf... You're quite interested, aren't you? I remember there's a saying among humans, right? A single girl inviting a man to her bedroom—isn't it for a tryst?"

Bedroom, tryst...

Should I compliment you as a "human expert"?

"That's not necessarily true. There can be many reasons for inviting someone over, not all of which are for that kind of thing."

"But that's exactly what I mean."

"..."

Isn't that a bit too direct?

Elf stared at Doro: "I only invited you here because I'm following human customs. Although this place is simple, I put some effort into this bed—the fur on it is very soft."

Doro wanted to say that's not what he meant. He thought for a moment: "If it's a tryst, wouldn't the Ice and Snow Kingdom also be suitable? The environment there would be better, right?"

"But here, it's just the two of us."

Elf's eyes shimmered with a peculiar light: "This is a place for just the two of us, Mr. Doro. I think it's very important. In the Ice and Snow Kingdom, there might be people watching, don't you think?"

Some people—does that mean Mohe, Ah Xion, or... some other people?

Doro felt Elf seemed to be hiding something from him.

But—

"Elf, I can't do that kind of thing with you."

"Because you're already married to Miss Lisidorwei?"

She didn't seem surprised by Doro's words. In fact, although she said she invited Doro for a tryst, she hadn't made any moves.

"I am Lisidorwei's husband. Although it's a bit shameful to say, even if I were to do that with another girl, there still needs to be... at least some sort of intention for it. If it's just about doing it because of your body, that would really be too shameful for me."

Elf blinked: "You really are as upright as always. When I heard from Miss Mohe that you were making lewd jokes about me behind my back, I thought you'd become much less proper, which is why I made such a suggestion. But it seems you're all talk without any action. Though you praised someone's body so much, your behavior shows nothing, you really are... is it that just satisfying Miss Lisidorwei is already too much effort for you? If that's the case, I have heard about it."

"I... I'm sorry, Elf, forgive me. I shouldn't have made comments about your body."

This topic had been brought up many times since they met.

Elf looked at Doro puzzled: "Is there really anything to apologize for? Personally, I feel it's quite pleasant to be talked about by you. Doesn't this mean—if nothing else—that my body left a strong impression on you? Isn't that something to be happy about?"

"No... aren't body matters innate? This kind of attention might usually make people feel vulgar and dissatisfied, right?"

"It's called innate..."

Elf stretched her body, showing off her graceful curves, then poked Doro's firm muscles on his abdomen: "Just like your solid muscles here, isn't my body like that too? It's through long-term training and hard-earned sweat that it's in this state now. Being praised by others is an honor, there's nothing to be ashamed of. As for appearances, it's even more right to be proud of one's race and parents. It's a symbol of excellence."

Elf Race's concepts are indeed somewhat different from humans...

Humans might focus more on the matters of the heart.

"So, do you want to do it?"

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