C242 CHAPTER242

The mustachioed man eyed the two humans eager to purchase elves, caught in a quandary.

"Well, gentlemen," the man with the neatly trimmed mustache said with an uncomfortable edge, "this elf is part of an exhibit. It's not for sale."

The boss was no fool. Selling this Dark Night Elf back home would have the aristocracy clamoring for a piece of true luxury