Serene swiftly nocked her bow and released three of her arrows. All of them swiftly zood through the air at the sa ti toward three different directions, stopping the Kingsblade in their tracks as they had to deflect the arrows. Otherwise, they would be injured by it.
"Stoppp!!"
Serene drew another arrow on her bow as she slowly approached the kneeling Tristan.
At this exact mont, the Arcadian King raised his hand and all the Kingsblade stopped their assault. However, they didn't retreat as they stood there watching Serene.
"Queen Leena, can you order the princess to move away..? I would rather not hurt her because of this."
Hearing King Callan's words, the Elf Queen let out a faint smile, "Aaa.. That's a bit complicated, I'm afraid. After all, she's no longer mine now.."
The mont the Arcadian King heard her nonchalant reply, a frown began forming on his face. Knowing that he would not be able to move the queen, he turned to Serene, his gaze stern.
"What do you want, Serene?"
An uncertain voice was heard, but it gradually turned confident."I… demand an explanation! This is not how we do things!"
At this mont, the numbing effect of the lightning spell had finally dissipated as Tristan stood up once more.
Despite the awful state he was in, it was apparent that the white-haired elf didn't lose his mischievous act as he smirked at the beauty and said, "I see that you really care about , my wife.."
Serene didn't even react to his teasing as she instantly scolded him the mont she heard his words. "This is all because of your big mouth! So shut up and let do the talks!"
Proceeding to ignore her detestable husband, Serene returned her attention to the Arcadian King. "Your Majesty, Please.. I.. We demand an explanation for such treatnt. This shouldn't be much to ask, right? After all, we are now… family."
The last sentence was, sohow, coming out from Serene's mouth slowly.
King Callan was silent, clearly thinking about what he should say. anwhile, Serene was waiting nervously.
Monts later, he finally opened his mouth. "It's clear the elf was barbaric, crude, and lastly, uncontrollable, my last fight with him convince . He's an animal!"
Upon hearing the Arcadian King's evaluation of him, Tristan exploded in a series of fury.
"Fuck!! Who do you call animal!?"
"Dammit!! Stop talking!"
Serene swiftly rebuked Tristan, shutting him down before responding to King Callan's words.
"Yes, Your Majesty. You are right about him, and I agree. He's all those things you just said, and you even can add compulsive liar and shaless to the list"
This ti, upon hearing Serene's evaluation of him, Tristan beca lost. He wondered if the girl was really trying to help him. It looked like she was trying to get him killed faster instead!
While Tristan was still confused by her, Serene continued her words, "However, through the last two weeks, I also found the good points in him."
"You should have clearly seen his cunning and bravery when he won the Gauntlet when all the odds stacked against him."
"You could ask Master Laril about the endless perseverance he showed in crafting."
"And you could believe when I said that he's a caring person to those he held dear."
Tristan was stunned. His mouth was wide open as he gaped at the words Serene said. However, it seed she wasn't finished yet as she once again spoke, with a higher tone this ti.
"Your Majesty Now I ask you! Why are you so quick to judge him?! This is unlike you! The king that I know will always try to find the best in people!"
At this mont, Tristan discovered a newfound respect for his wife. Not only was she attentive to all the things he did throughout the last two weeks, she was also a fluent speaker. For Tristan, who was more of a doer than a talker, this wife of his could definitely help him in his shortcomings.
Serene's speech seed able to affect the Arcadian King as Tristan could see the latter deliberating sothing. The man even consulted with the queen before he unexpectedly turned to him.
"Tristan." the Arcadian King called his na in a somber tone. "Tell , what is your goal in life?"
What a difficult question..
Honestly, Tristan felt he had no real goal.
Of course, everyone probably would answer wealth or power when they were asked such a question.
However, Tristan knew that was not what he desired.
He thought hard about the question, and it then suddenly clicked to him.
"My goal is to be the master of my own life - that is the truth."
For Tristan, who jumped from the orphanage to the foster care and then prison, he felt like he had been imprisoned for his entire life. Therefore, the main goal he wanted to achieve was to be able to do whatever he wanted, freedom of his own choice.
Upon hearing Tristan's firm answer, King Callan beca silent for a few seconds before saying, "Don't you want to return to your ho?"
Instead of answering the Arcadian King imdiately, Tristan took a glance at Layla.
"I would like to have the option to.. But honestly, I'm not that desperate to go ho"
King Callan's eyes flickered as he said, "Tristan, I always think of myself as a good judge of character, so I know what kind of character you are... However, it seems as Serene said, I might be a little too quick to judge. Therefore I am willing to be proven wrong. I will give you a chance - a chance to do exactly that."
"I have one quest for you to do and I will see how you do it in three months. Afterwards, I will deliver my final judgent about you. If you really are what the princess said you are, then you will have what you wanted."
"What kind of quest?" Tristan asked, wariness apparent in his voice.
"There is a conflict going on in a border town called Carleon. I need you to settle the conflict with the tifra I just specified and your performance will be judged accordingly."
Tristan was confused as he had no idea what he had gotten himself into.
"What kind of conflict exactly? What do you want to do there?"
"You will be assigned as the new mayor there. As for your task, it's easy. Just do your best as the mayor and hope the town will still be there on the map after 3 months." King Callan said with an almost imperceptible smile on his face.
Thinking about the word conflict and border town actually interested Tristan. The two words sounded exactly like the embodint he needed - he was thinking of a bloody fight which was actually good news as it was helpful for his advancent.
However, it was unlucky that he had no prior experience in running a town. Thus, this quest might be more difficult than he thought.
While Tristan was thinking about the pros and cons as well as what he should say to gain so conveniences, the queen suddenly spoke to him.
"Tristan, the conflict there is not as easy as you think. But don't worry as I will send dozens of my Vanyar elf to help you. You will need them to succeed in his quest."
Tristan let out a smile when he heard that. He knew he could always depend on this lovely queen!
"Thank you, Your-"
Before he could finish his words of gratitude, King Callan interrupted him.
"No! Help is not allowed! You must not help him Leena" the Arcadian King said adamantly, ignoring the Elf Queen who smiled wryly at him.
Once again, this damnable king managed to find a way to irritate him.
Tristan swiftly drove his mind, trying to find a loophole he could exploit. Then, it struck him.
"Well, at least I can have my sister and my wife to co with right? They are my family, after all."
The king saw what Tristan actually aim for and shake his head.
"Serene naturally can help you, but your sister still has her study. So, no for the latter."
'Dammit!' Tristan inwardly cursed as the man decide to take his sister once again.
Those excuses about studying were definitely to blackmail him!
Tristan hated it… truly, really hated it. He looked towards Layla and silently vowed that he would find a way to get strong and have his payback after 3 months.
'Just you wait, you fucker!' he said to himself. Took a deep breath to calm himself once more. He wrecks his brain trying to find best solution to his current dilemma.
"Then what about your Kingsblade? Will you send so to help ?"
King Callan gave Tristan's request a thought before once more shaking his head slightly.
"No! none of the Vanyar or Arcadians will help you this ti. I want to see how you deal with the quest on your own"
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