Imperial Merchant

A plate of breadfruit and a pot of lemon tea sat on the table. The elves' dinner was that simple.

The three female elves gathered around the table, drinking tea and chatting about interesting things in Darnassus City.

During this time, Wendy did almost all the talking, introducing the World Tree that could hold an enormous city and describing how the Wood Elves lived there.

The sisters had heard that elves living in Darnassus drank Tree of Life Sap as casually as water every day...

Wendy smiled somewhat helplessly and said:

"From childhood to adulthood, the number of times I drank Tree of Life Sap was about the same as my age. I could only buy a small cup from the Well of Life on my birthday. For those Elven Nobles, Tree of Life Sap might be no different from water—they drank a cup every day. But I'm a common Wood Elf. How could commoners possibly drink Tree of Life Sap every day..."

"From the sound of it, the Silver Moon Elves clearly lived better than the Wood Elves. Even if the Half-Elves in Castleton City wanted to drink Tree of Life Sap, they could buy a cup at the Black Market without finding it especially expensive."

Sabrina remarked casually.

Wendy looked at the two sisters before her. Their figures, skin tones, faces, and personalities were all completely different. Although she knew they were sisters with the same mother but different fathers, she still kept trying to find something they had in common.

Moira hugged her legs with her arms and rested her chin on her knees, curled up securely in her chair.

Light footsteps came from outside the courtyard, the soft rustle of boots stepping on fine sand. Then the wooden cabin door was pushed open directly...

A figure