As the full moon hung in the sky and a slight chill spread in the forest, Sol took shelter on the roots of a large tree. He sat on the roots, taking in his surroundings.
Surrounding him, he observed the peacefully standing animals, grooming themselves.
It was quite a strange sight. Nocturnal animals, dayti ones, or predators and prey stood together without conflicts. Such a sight could also be denoted as nothing short of a miracle.
An amused smile lingered on Sol’s face. He wondered if he should start singing now to complete this fairy-tale-esque scene. Sadly, he was no princess.
The animals were simply attracted to him because of his power and the way he had been treating them during his stay.
Since Sol caused the death of so many animals while fighting Kiyohi, he had been feeling relatively guilty.
There was no way to bring back the ones he had already killed but surely he could do sothing for the survivors, right? At least that’s how Sol reasoned to lessen so of his guilt.
And just like that, he had now beco so sort of guardian deity of this place. Spreading his aura and helping them grow. He was sure that in a few years or decades, so of them might even awaken spirituality and evolve from simple animals to magical beasts.
“I have to say, I am feeling quite impatient to see the results of my work on those animals. What about you?” He spoke loudly but there was no answer. Even after waiting for so ti, there was only silence.
Sighing, he swept his hair behind, and continued,
“I do not like bragging but my ti is quite precious if you must know? This is the last ti I will be calling you. After this, I will stand and be on my way.”
His voice was gruff but he wanted to be honest and transparent here. Truthfully, he was also feeling quite a bit irritated at the mont.
After all, “Since when did the queen of the elves beco so cowardly? At the very least shouldn’t your partner try to do sothing?” He sounded exasperated. Thanks to his power, he could sense and observe everything transpiring in his domain virtually. He had to admit it, it was starting to beco painfully embarrassing at this rate.
Silence persisted for a few monts but soon it was replaced by a flurry of words and sounds overlapping with no end until finally a pale silhouette was pushed from behind a tree by a tanned hand.
Now slightly hesitant and fidgeting was none other than the Queen, Satella Superbia. Of course, as Sol ntioned, she was not the only one present in the region. Her partner, the owner of that tanned hand, had not shown herself yet.
“What about you, Supre Daughter? Do you plan to stay hidden behind the tree for the rest of the night?”
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“My, my~ What do you an? I had no plans to hide in the first place.” Chuckling, Jasmine walked out from behind the sa tree that was hiding Satella and spoke in a coquettish tone. She behaved as though she had never even hidden herself in the first place.
“As you can see, your lordship. We never had any intentions to spy on you.” She said with the utmost confidence.
On the shaless elve’s side, Satella could not help but blush at her blatant display of shalessness. Clearing her throat, while ignoring the snickering smile on her friend’s face, she exclaid herself.
“I wish to challenge you.” She finally uttered the words she had been holding in all this ti.
“Oh?” He was a little surprised but not so much that he lost his composure. Instead, the aura emanating from Satella completely frightened the animals, causing them to flee in all directions.
Even without this, the animals were already ready to bolt at just her appearance. After all, she was a dangerous woman despite her lack of confidence and in this forest, the greatest predators were none other than the elves themselves.
“Well, seems like you chased my friends away.” Sol gave a mournful gaze at those beasts since they were the first ones he perfectly upgraded. However, he did not focus on them for long.
Standing up, he patted the tree that supported him and took composed steps towards the queen of the elves.
“So, I believe I might not have heard you very well. You want to… challenge , that’s what you said, right? As in, fighting ?”
If Satella had an uncertain look to her, now, that had completely vanished. A look of determination and conviction had replaced her previous tentative appearance. This was a welco change to Sol.
However, that change only served to confuse him further, “You know, you had a front-row seat to my fight against Kiyohi. You should know that by now only a very small handful of freaks can actually cause any aningful damage while still being in the King realm.”
Sol was not being arrogant here, he was just stating the simple truth. The very mont he reached the King realm, all those who were in the sa rank simply had no way of ever winning against him. His physical and magical resistance were simply too strong and his own strength was nothing to scoff at.
This briefly made him think of Nabu and Sekht. Nabu was the dragon he t in Tartarus during his brief but very effective training. Back then, both of them were still in the Duke realm, however, Nabu alone was strong enough to push him back no matter what power he hurled at her. If he didn’t have his dinsion back then… he would have definitely lost, no questions asked.
This was one of the few blemishes in his life, at this point—
I will take my revenge soon.
He thought for a few instant about how he would et those again. From what he knew, they had long left Tiamat’s territory and were exploring the abyss.
Perhaps later.
He discarded the thoughts and focused on the two beautiful elves before him.
During his stay, Sol had bedded many elves and by now he could say to be one of the pros when it ca to elf anthology and physiology.
However, when he compared them to the two elves before him, he chanced upon the realization that just the thought of comparison would be a disservice to the Elven Queen and the Elven Supre Daughter.
Satella, who had silently listened to Sol, finally opened her mouth. Her gaze was still wavering, he could even sense her hands trembling intermittently.
However, there were no hints of backing down in the Elven Queen. She was determined to see things through.
“I know that my chances of winning are close to none and I also know that my request must be strange for you. But please, fight .” Satella had to see sothing. She had a goal she wished to accomplish.
“Do you believe you will find an answer to whatever bothering you if we were to fight?” Sol asked while he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his muscular fra to the pair of elves.
“It will not. But it will most likely be the first step towards sothing more. A new, radiant future for .” She adjusted her grip and a bow materialized out of thin air in her hands. “The rules are simple. The ring is the entire forest. The ti limit is midnight. No War Form; No use of True Nas. No Zones. Concepts and everything else are fair ga. Jasmine will be the referee.”
Sol grinned and motioned for Jasmine to start. He did not mind fighting and he was in fact very curious about Satella's power.
The Dark Elves showed a frustrated expression as she gazed at Satella. Clearly, whatever was happening now was not what they had planned to do initially.
In the end, though, she raised her hand high and started counting down from 10 to 1, and when zero ca out of her mouth as if she was in slow motion, the combat imdiately started.
Though… Calling it combat could only be said to be a sad joke.
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