Chapter 100: The Lord’s Fake Choices (4)
The day of Second Inter-Clan Conference ca almost in a blink of an eye.
Everyone from the 13 clans living in the Amber Forest are present. Even those who’ve been told to rest by the priests due to injury made no excuse to be in the open field. How can they miss sothing important like eting their savior?
They honestly wanted to attend today’s event even if they needed to crawl.
Seated in the rows of seats, thousands of moon elves and so orcs are silently waiting for the arrival of the moon elf lord. They trying their best to press down the excitent that they are feeling.
The patriarchs are sitting in their respective seats. Looking solemn for two different reasons, nervousness or anticipation. They all look in front of them where the stone platform is located. Their guts tells them that this is eting is even more important than the first one and they are clueless how this will turn out.
"I wonder why the lord didn’t summon the patriarchs before this." Yulls clicked his tongue. "This is totally different from the previous one and this is not right at all."
"The moon elf lord should at least give a little courtesy to the patriarchs," Yulls said shalessly with obvious disappointnt.
Glares from the other clans who heard his disrespectful words are instantly directed towards him, if the sharpness of their glares could inflict a wound, then Yulls would be left here bleeding.
As audacious as he is, the obnoxious male didn’t seem to be bothered by it.
On the other hand, his fellow high-ranking warriors from the Isan Clan have reactions different from him. In fact, they are acting as if they didn’t know this crazy man.
The shadows of the embarrassnt that they experienced took a huge toll on their pride. If there is a way to make themselves invisible then they will do it. The clans consider them now as cowards and weak. Though they are mad about that, they cannot fight them considering that they practically helped with nothing.
It is unbelievable that they failed to partake in the montous battle that happened days ago. They regretted not to be a part of a history that will remain until the end of ti.
Rembering the cause made them feel resentful. Their pride that stemd from their strength now amounts to nothing.
All of these happened because they are helplessly beaten to a pulp by a certain soone!
While they have assumptions about the assailant’s identity, they are lacking in evidence.
Plus this is soone extrely close to the moon elf lord and was said to be powerful enough to rival the strength of Legland, the Head Sentinel. So they can only grit their teeth for now and enjoy the feeling of being a loser.
"The moon elf lord sho-
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