Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 238

(EP-238.2) Summer Vacation #3

238 – Each Summer Vacation #3

I felt like I’d been racking up a bunch of experience for Casanova ever since I got Vassago.

Creak.

Finally, after passing through a sturdy and solid-looking door, I arrived at the reception room of the Gracia branch of the Elvendine Merchants Guild.

The reception room was reminiscent of a museum, with everything from swords and armor to all kinds of accoutrements, vases, pottery, and taxidermy of various strange creatures.

Even for someone like me who had seen all kinds of bizarre things, I was left gaping in awe at the sight. Such a vast array of precious and expensive-looking items.

As I was eyeing a taxidermied bird that looked like a crow but was much larger, Deneb, handing me a cup of tea, said.

“Ah, I hunted and taxidermied that black eagle myself. Isn’t it cool?”

“You hunt as well?”

“Hunting and display are basic skills of elves.”

‘I see.’

I’d heard that the elves, one of the fairy races of this world, had a widespread culture of hunting, tracking, and showing off their trophies.

They used to hunt in vast grasslands and could boast of their hunting prowess and taxidermy.

Now they hunted for deals in auction houses and stock markets and flaunted their wealth. After all, there was nothing quite like overflowing capital to show off to others.

“Hunting and commerce are fun. Don’t nymphs think so?”

Suddenly, the conversation turned to nymphs. It was probably because I was a half-nymph that she asked. I pondered for a moment, trying to think of an appropriate response.

“Nymphs enjoy playing at home.”

“I see. Well, our merchant guild does offer lifelong tailored savings service for lazy and foolish nymphs.”

Lazy and foolish nymphs....

It was then that I remembered that despite both being fairy races, nymphs and elves didn’t get along well.

Nymphs gathered to sing, play, and enjoyed splashing around in ditches and streams, while elves consider it a virtue to live so busily that they would have no time to gain weight.

The two were like grasshoppers and ants; they just didn’t mix.

Then Deneb smiled and said.

“Of course, this doesn’t apply with someone as greatly passionate as Sir Theo. Thanks to your and Queen Tarantera’s cooperation, the spider necklace we sponsored has already sold out.”

“That’s good news.”

“Nymph white stockings are selling like hotcakes, and the whitening creams and beauty products rumored to be used by Queen Tarantera are also selling well... and....”

Like I said, elves love to show off.

If this continued, I’d be stuck listening to product talk and sales figures all day, so I cleared my throat....

“Hm, hmm, more importantly, Deneb-nim.”