There's Somethi Chapter 119: We Want Some Of That Too! (2)

Chapter 119: We Want So Of That Too! (2)

"I think my nervousness is getting worse," a muscular elderly male moon elf paced back and forth inside a huge tent. It’s been two days since the moon elf lord said that he will have a private talk with Master Feren.

"Let’s just wait for the moon elf lord’s schedule to clear up. He is busy with a lot of things. Besides, it’s not like we are getting neglected here," one of the patriarchs from the tal Clans said.

They are free to roam around and do as they please. Most of their ti these past few days are spent resting, reconnecting with old friends and helping with so of the work in construction.

Their condition is even considered as the best since whenever the end of the day feasts happened, they also received a lot of share. In fact, the moon elf lord’s hospitality towards them is apparent from the fact that he let them rest and relax.

Their initial envy for the fourteen clans living in the Amber Forest vanished due to the care that they are subjected to for the past two days.

However, it is inevitable to feel nervous when the ti is slipping like water in their palms yet, they don’t have definite response from the lord.

They want to have so role in materializing the grand plans of the moon elf lord!

"But two days is too long for a resting ti!" Exclaid the youngest among the seven patriarchs from the tal clans.

An elderly bearer who ca with them gasped and covered his mouth, "Oh my, this is not the lord’s way of revenge for the disrespect that Master Feren did to him?"

Everyone inside the tent stood still.

Right.

If they are being punished by the moon elf lord, then it must all be because of the unruliness of their oldest and the most powerful warrior.

Master Feren! Why can’t you control yourself whenever you see a beauty and if has to be the moon elf lord!

"Wait, what do you an ""? The moon elf lord is obviously fine with it!" A voice instantly sounded from the outside.

"Who dares to put bla on

when there’s nothing wrong happening?!"

The patriarchs imdiately sealed their mouths and almost instantly, shields of various tals appeared over their heads.

Clank! A pebble-sized adamantium made a heavy sound once it fell on the shields.

"This is too much! Master Feren!"

"You should fix that bad habit of yours, Master Feren. Or else you will be sanctioned by the moon elf lord."

"Stoooop! How dare you act naughtily in my face when none of you looked beautiful and sexy!" The perverted old man roared like a madman.

The patriarchs and elders’ banters broke inside the tent. The atmosphere was comfortable. Almost like a family.

Contrary to the typical clans who split due to conflicts of interest, these tal-using clans are divided for the spirit of sharing. Each of the clans is stationed in different parts where most of the tals- mainly iron- to maximize the benefits that they will get from their territory.

Therefore, they are as good as one. The current and unofficial leader that was chosen by the majority was the powerful and talented blacksmith, Master Feren.

Yes, this old man who seed to be only good at behaving crazily is an effective and charismatic leader.

"We apologize, Master Feren." They all chorused, too casual for an apology. But the respect in their eyes as he looked at the dishevelled old man was uncanny.

"Hmmp!" Feren crossed his arms and threw away his playful side. "But seriously though, I will answer the moon elf lord’s questions honestly no matter what."

"Master Feren!" They all exclaid as if soone popped balloons near their ears.

"What harm will it end up doing when even your close-minded fathers and brothers who went to the Moon Goddess’ embrace before

have no choice but to accept ?" The short old man arrogantly combed his hard and unkempt grey hair. "And then there’s all of you here. This old man has everything needed to be confident in facing the moon elf lord."

"Master Feren..." They all seed touched by the old man’s words.

’Besides from what I observed from the moon elf lord, he is not soone unreasonable.’ Feren secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that they are lucky that soone like the present lord ca for them.

He secretly clenched sothing hidden in his clothes. ’It’s always the right thing to be straightforward, right father?’

The already arrogant old man regained more confidence.

"Master Feren... please do not speak seriously like that, it’s out of your character."

"This brat! Now that I haven’t dragged my supposedly new student here, do not ever let

see your face!"

They all laughed like the old man’s words were nothing.

"Master Feren?" They heard the lord’s servant call from behind the stiff drapery of the entrance. "Our moon elf lord requests your presence now."

All of them gulped. Their hearts beca restless from that mont on.

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While waiting for the old master, Luis and Xagrien are doing sothing else in the lush forest outside the Woodrill Plains.

"Go Xagrien! Go a little faster! Aim a little higher!" The moon elf lord that is respected by everyone scread at the top of his lungs.

Xagrien was slightly panting. Rich dots of sweat are rolling from his forehead to his cheeks. He must admit that this one is a bit hard for him. He moved a little sloppy at first but as the ti progressed, his movents beca swift and steady.

"Sh*t," Xagrien groaned the curse word that he learned from his lover when he felt his head slightly aching.

"Do not overexert yourself, Xagrien. It’s already good enough that you manage to use [Flyffe] which is more difficult by one level compared to [Aegis]," an innocent and untainted golden-fur husky spoke like a teacher.

Luis asked his boyfriend to do a magic demonstration for him. This stemd from the pleasant surprise that the male pulled off days ago. (Minus the fact that his brute of a boyfriend punched an old man’s crotch which Luis deed as uncool.)

"I know right." Luis nodded his head. "By the way, is it normal for soone to create the first circle on their hearts after days of practice?"

If moon elves rely on both their core and plate to use their powers, then beings who use magic need to make a mana circle around their hearts to use magic. As far as Luis’ knowledge goes based on the Inheritance of Lord Gwendolyn, the circles that could be made are twelve.

The level of a supre mage.

"My lord..." Nero could only look at Luis dumbfoundedly. Isn’t this common knowledge that it should be impossible? "I may have lived a very long life as a golem of various forms and t all kinds of races that use magic but you should know that it is out of normal standards. Xagrien must be soone who’s loved by mana."

Luis just shrugged it off but deep inside, he is already organizing every piece of information that he has in his head, his doubts will be cleared sooner or later so he doesn’t need to stress himself.

Luis squinted at his flying lover. Xagrien is using magic as if it was the sa as breathing.

’It may be a coincidence but at lease I’m no longer flying alone.’ Luis’ heart felt as if he was caressed by velvety feathers.

Damn it, just a silent effort made by this man and Luis can fully paint their happy ending his mind. Just how crazy he is with Xagrien?

He was in too deep to even back out.

"Well, it seems like I’ve got a prodigy for a lover. We are bound to have powerful kids in the future." Luis pouted and rolled his eyes to hide the brightness in his gaze.

Nero awkwardly scratched his paws on the dried leaves. His finding out about his friend and savior’s affair ca naturally. How can’t it be when they are acting all touchy any chance they get?

He didn’t expect that his taciturn friend who spoke no more than 50 words per day will speak in long sentences in front of the moon elf lord.

"I will train my body awareness more, moon elf lord."

Luis humd his permission and faced the dog, "So how is the new life?"

"Everything is like a dream," Nero answered. He decided to lay his wrong deeds and shaful past in his friend’s faces but instead of anger, they all welcod him with open arms, especially Nereen, the child that he leeched off for more than a hundred years.

The warmth that he is obliviously craving was given to him by his friends who just t him on one fateful day. How many tis did he suppress himself from saying he wanted so warmth too?

"That is not good, you should know that you are awake now," Luis said then wittily added. "And you will be for as long as I live."

Nero raised his fluffy head to look at the moon elf lord who brought him this miracle. If it was before, he will act surprised and in denial when he felt wanting to swear his subservience for a lord that is not Lord Isami but now...

"I look forward to serving you for a thousand years, my lord," Nero said with such devotion that he failed to notice his bushy tail swaying from left to right.

After a good few minutes, Xagrien landed on Luis’ side. "That old man is almost here."

Luis sohow felt nervous. His instinct was turned on but he can’t point out why he has this dreading feeling. "Great."

Nero was already used to this kind of serious scenario back when he is a faithful follower of Lord Isami so he knows how to conduct himself.

"Stay." Nero heard the gentle yet playful lord’s voice. "I an don’t leave. I believe that I can trust you on this one."

"Nero, the moon elf lord already gave an order." Xagrien chid in.

"If that is the master’s will then I must obey it." Nero’s dog snout was raised at a slightly high angle, looking poised and serious. However, his traitorous tail betrayed him.

He simply can’t hide his excitent that soone trusted him. The soul who was given a second chance vowed silently that he will never betray such trust even if they reached the end of ti.