Aserkelo Amusement Park.
The Dark Elf took off Tom Cat's mascot head in the changing room of the Hearthstone tavern.
Ever since the amusement park had officially opened to the public, the Dark Elf had wandered all over it in the guise of Tom Cat.
Most of the time, she would be surrounded by crowds. Though the Dark Elf always had a clever way to slip away, she still wanted to stay in crowded places a little longer.
Because that Chaos Demon had truly succeeded in turning the amusement park into an Alchemy Workshop that produced nothing but positive emotions—and its output was considerable!
The Dark Elf removed her furry costume, and just as she was about to change into her usual clothes, she found that her abdomen felt uncomfortably tight.
Her movements paused for a moment. In disbelief, she reached down and pinched her stomach.
She had gained weight!
The Dark Elf immediately ran over to the full-length mirror. Her body, once reduced to little more than a skeleton after being imprisoned in the dungeon for who knew how many years, had now become like that of an ordinary person.
Even more terrifyingly, a small ring of fat had appeared around her waist!
"When did this happen..."
The Dark Elf pinched her stomach again in disbelief. The elves had received the World Tree's blessing and could always maintain a good figure, so gaining weight had never been something they needed to worry about.
But she had already lost the World Tree's protection.
"Was it those things called hamburgers?" The Dark Elf recalled how she had been spending her days in the amusement park recently.
It had basically been the sort of self-abandoning life where she ate, drank, and waited for death. Occasionally, Joshua would ask her for Runes that