233 Chapter 233 - Little Red Riding Hood

Early next morning. Gallolie finally had her wish fulfilled and returned to Norland.

This city enveloped by the radiance of magic had no city walls at all. The magic barrier around Norland was its strongest city walls. Still at the border of the city, one could already see the seven sky-high Sage Towers.

Even though half of Norland’s population was composed of dwarves, the elves were rarely seen in Norland… or any other human city for that matter.

“Follow me.”

Gallolie revealed a serious expression. She knew that she did not come to Norland for the sake of touring and having fun this time around.

She shouldered the hatred of her own family and the Blackwood Elves. Furthermore, within her was the being that determined the continued existence of the Blackwood Elves.

She did not expect for the movie advertisement posters to be posted here.

Fortunately, she was wearing a hood that covered her face. If she didn’t and someone recognized her, they might shout out ‘That girl looked like Mathilda.’ Once that happens, Gallolie will definitely be surrounded by people in a short few minutes…

Back in her home country, she was able to cause that sort of disturbance walking on the street as the ‘Flower of Farucci.’

However, it seemed that the girl called Mathilda was much more famous than the Flower of Farucci in the city of Norland.

Gallolie turned to the third poster on the announcement board. It was the poster for the third movie that she longed to see!

“‘Hachiko: A Dog’s Tale…’ Dog’s tale… Hachiko…”

Gallolie stared at the poster and repeated the headline.

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The poster displayed a very warm scene. It was an old man and a yellow hunting dog. The dog was putting its weight on its front paws. It seemed like it wanted to leap into the old man’s embrace.

The little girl was very pretty. She had the appearance that one will lower one’s guard against. If it wasn’t for the dirt stains on her face, she would seem more like a doll than a person.

But, what Gallolie was more interested in were the two goat-like horns on her head.

Demon? Gallolie guessed her identity.

“Mmhmm. They’re called movies in Norland. You know about stage plays? Movies are a kind of performance even more interesting than stage plays. Especially this ‘Léon: The Demon,’ you’ll most definitely like this movie.”

When the little girl began to talk about ‘Léon: The Demon,’ her tone turned to one of major excitement. But, her excitement only lasted for a short while before her tone returned to one of seriousness.

“I have tickets for the movies here. They’re much cheaper than purchasing from Norland’s Weissenasche Theater. Do you want them?” asked the girl.

So she was a ticket seller. Gallolie found it to be somewhat laughable. She would naturally not believe in a street ticket peddler.

People like her were commonly seen in Farucci. But, ninety-nine percent of them would be selling fake tickets. No one in Farucci would ever believe in these cheap tricks.

But, there might be some people that would be deceived by the little girl’s outward appearance in Norland.

Right when Gallolie was pondering about how to reply to this girl, she noticed that there were bruises on the girl’s arm.

“Your arm… what happened? Did someone beat you?” She asked immediately.

Gallolie’s question immediately caused the girl to pull her hand into her dirty sleeve. Then, she shook her head repeatedly.