# Chapter 88
Bunny tilted their head slightly and stared at the other person.
< I am the 33rd Guardian, Refha.
Where is the land we are to stay in?
Where is our salvation?
Why is no one coming?
>
“……”
< Where is the land we are to stay in?
Where is our salvation?
Why is no one coming?
Where is the land we are to stay in?
Where is our salvation?
Why is no one coming?
Where is the land we are to stay in?
Where is our salvation?
Why is no one coming?
>
Bunny’s vision started spinning.
The man kept repeating the same words endlessly as if he had lost his mind.
“Do you understand what he's saying, Bunny?”
“Uh… something about land… no, salvation… and no one… coming……”
The words came out too fast, like a rapid-fire chant, making it impossible to follow.
Hearing the same thing over and over again made Bunny’s head spin, so they finally jumped down from their seat.
“Wait, Bunny.
Where are you going?”
Kyrie quickly stood up.
But Bunny was already off his lap and had swiftly moved toward the man, who seemed to be an ancient elf.
Slap!
“…Slap?”
Slap slap slap slap!
Bunny’s small hand began slapping the elf’s dark-skinned cheek.
“Snap out of it!!”
Slap slap slap slap!
After repeatedly slapping the elf, Bunny let out a deep sigh.
‘No choice, time for Bunny’s special magic!’
Bunny wiggled their arms out of their backpack straps, grabbed the rabbit bag’s ears, and opened their mouth.
"In times like this, hold the rabbit bag’s ears tightly and shout like this."
“You idiot, wake up!!”
Bunny swung the bag.
The rabbit bag absorbed the bad magic from the man’s body and would quickly bring him back to his senses.
Thud thud thud, thud thud thud.
Unlike before, the rabbit bag made a dull but firm sound as it hit the man.
“……”
“……”
The only things left in the reception room were the sound of the bag striking the elf and a heavy silence filled with disbelief.
The dark elf’s body started shaking from Bunny’s attack.
“Bunny, what are you doing right now?”
“W-a-k-e u-p!!”
Normally, such things weren’t visible, but every time Bunny hit the elf, a black aura seeped out of his body and was absorbed by the rabbit doll.
Dark magic corrupts the minds of all non-demonic beings.
The elf had been exposed to it for so long that he was incapable of thinking properly.
However…
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Bit by bit, Bunny’s rabbit doll was extracting the dark magic.
Kyrie furrowed his brows and finally stood up, preparing to approach Bunny.
Twitch.
The elf, who had been shaking lifelessly, suddenly shuddered.
< …Pa.
>
“You idiot!!”
Bunny shouted again and tried to swing the rabbit bag once more, but—
Grab!
A rough hand shot out and gripped Bunny’s wrist tightly.
< That hurts!
>
< Oh, he woke up.
>
Bunny blinked at their caught wrist.
The elf frowned, shook his head, then looked at Bunny and froze.
< A… child…?
>
When Bunny wriggled their hand, the elf awkwardly let go.
“Bunny.”
Kyrie swiftly pulled Bunny into his arms and stepped back, drawing the sword from his waist.
The elf blinked a few times before tilting his head.
< Huh?
What?
Where am I?
Outside?
Am I really outside right now?
You guys are humans, right?
How much time has passed?
>
The elf suddenly jumped to his feet and spun around, looking at his surroundings.
It wasn’t dark anymore—it was bright.
He took in the warm sunlight, the fresh air, and the sight of living, breathing humans.
Then, with a face full of emotion, he spoke.
< Hey, at least say something.
How much time has passed?
>
No one answered.
The elf frowned in frustration.
Surely, they should be saying something, but why weren’t they?
“I have no idea what he’s saying, but is he sane now?”
“He seems to have regained his reasoning.
He stopped mumbling and appeared to recognize us as people.”
However, his language was still completely incomprehensible.
Bunny tilted their head and spoke.
“He says he wants an answer.
He’s asking how much time has passed.”
“How much time has passed?
Well… the last recorded mention of ancient elves was over 1,500 years ago.”
“Gasp… If it’s 1,505 years, how old is Bunny?”
“Bunny would be 1,505 years old.”
“O-One thousand five hundred and five…”
Bunny's fingers moved busily, and their eyes spun in circles.
It looked as if steam was rising from their head in a puff.
Kiriel chuckled softly and patted Bunny’s head.
Is the conversation not working because of the language difference?Usually, one in ten knows Elvish… Stupid humans.>
The elf clicked his tongue as he muttered.
Bunny, who had been quietly listening, narrowed their eyes, pointed at the elf with a finger, and spoke.
“Daddy, the pointy-eared guy called us stupid humans.”
Then, they quickly tattled.
The elf sighed, clicking his tongue again.
He furrowed his brows and scratched his forehead with his fingernail for a long moment before speaking.
{Human, how much time has passed?
Time.}
At the elf’s words, the emperor and Kiriel twitched their eyebrows and turned their heads slightly to meet the elf’s gaze.
Ancient language.
The pronunciation was a little different, but it was an ancient language.
The emperor and Kiriel both had some knowledge of the ancient language as part of their education.
Of course, the number of deciphered words was still limited, making full conversations difficult.
{You can speak the ancient language.}
When the emperor spoke, the elf furrowed his brows in turn.
The pronunciation and vocabulary were similar, yet subtly different in a way that felt off.
However, it wasn’t impossible to understand, so the elf spoke again.
{Ancient language?
It is a language.
Human.
Yours.}
The dark-skinned elf spoke.
{I, Repha.
Guardian.
Where is this?}
{Where is this?}
{Yes.
Where is this?
Passed?
How long, time?}
The emperor slowly processed the fragmented ancient language and spoke carefully.
{This is the Rotis Empire.
And I am the emperor of the Rotis Empire.}
{Rotis…?
First time.
Place name.
I hear it.}
{If you’re asking how much time has passed… The last recorded history of ancient elves was about 1,500 years ago.}
Bunny stomped their feet while listening to the emperor’s words.
That’s because Bunny was a genius who could also understand the ancient language.
{1,500 years?}
{Yes.}
That was the minimum estimated number.
The elf's eyes widened as he raised his voice.
As the emperor’s shadow guards placed their hands on their sword hilts, the emperor lightly raised a hand to stop them.
{I don’t know if the language you’re speaking is Elvish, but unfortunately, I can’t understand it.}
What the hell is going on…>Mumbling to himself in panic, the elf roughly rubbed his face with his palms.
Taking a deep breath, he bit his lower lip and lifted his head.
The elf muttered quietly before raising his head again to look at the emperor.
{Request.
I have.
Human, king.}
{What is it?}
{Demon King.
Where?
I must meet the Demon King.}
At the elf’s words, Bunny’s ears perked up.
‘Demon King?’