(A/N: Short chapter, not really needed for the story. Kind of filler, not sure. I wanted to try a small intermission of sorts, and try something new. Let me know if its any good.)
**Elven Kingdom, Throne room**
"Your majesty, I come bearing today's news," an old elf man bowed before the elegant throne.
"You may speak" the elf king, Luvon Larmaer, spoke I a soft yet commanding voice. Luvon's aura was suffocating the room, constantly creating an intense situation.
"First off, the matter of the human kingdoms, they have been moving their armies. In preparation for something, we are unable to confirm for what at the moment."
"I see, command our spies to focus on figuring out what the humans are doing. We must make sure they are not making devious plans. Next," Luvon spoke.
"The second matter is about the Demon Orc King. The adventurers who took our quest has claimed that the orc and its army was destroyed before they got there. I sent a group of scouts out and they have confirmed that the area was destroyed. All of the orcs were dead." the old man stated.
"Interesting. Someone has defeated the Orc, yet does not want the reward? Instruct the kingdom guard to send some mages out. We must figure out who defeated the Demon Orc King." the king stated.
"The last thing, it seems as though the World Guardian has been disturbed. We detected a big spike of spacial magic within the direction of the world tree." The old man said with a slight worry in his voice.
"I can confirm, I did feel that fluctuation as well. Very well. Anything else?" The king was looking down at the old man from his throne.
"No, your majesty, that is all the news I have to report." The old man bowed once again.
"You may leave." the king stated this, and with haste, the old man walked out of the room. The room's atmosphere changed as soon as the old man left. The intense aura of the room seemed to disappear into thin air. A woman walked out from a door in the backside of the room.
"How is the military doing dear?" A seductive voice came from the woman.
"Fine. A few things are going on. Nothing to worry over though." Luvon stood up from the throne and embraced the woman who walked in. Shortly after, they released each other and the woman spoke.
"Dinner is soon. Don't be late." The woman walked back out of the room.
Luvon let out a breath and walked out the door, heading in the opposite direction of his wife. He approached a door and opened it, leading into his study. The room was as elegant as every other room. As big as a peasant's house, bookshelves stacked to the ceiling, and an ornate wooden desk in the middle of the room.
Luvon walked into the room and pulled an orb off of the shelf. Sat down at the table and channeled mana into the orb. The orb lit up a soothing green color, the color soon faded and a panel appeared within the orb. This panel was a status panel.
[Name: Luvon Larmaer
Age: 382
Title: The King of Elves
Bloodline: High Elf
HP: 10,496/10,496
Vitality: 5,248
Strength: 3,457
Agility: 4,378
Endurance: 3,894
Mana: 7,893
Total Stats: 24,870
Active Skills: Kings Aura (S, 64%), ...
Body Skills: Martial Arts (A, 33%), Body Control (A, 12%), Night Vision (S), ...
Mana Skills: Mana Control (A, 87%), Mana Sense (A, 93%), ...
Magic Skills: Nature Magic (S, 34%), Earth Magic (S, 76%), Water Magic (B, 35%),
Wind Magic (B, 23%), ...
Unique Skills: Natures Calling (A, 78%), ...
Resistances: Darkness Magic (D, 67%), Physical Resistance (D, 23%), Mental Fatigue (C, 78%), Pain (C, 65%), ...
Blessings: Blessing of Gaia, Blessing of Nature.]
"All seems to be going well," Luvon smirked while staring intently at the orb.