"May blessed life find you, Ancestor and Mother of Races. It is a blessing to know our ancestors still walk amongst us. The Children of light greet the successor of Primal Force."
"May blessed life find you, child of light, mother of elders. It is a blessing to find a sister clan still prospers in these uncertain times."
After finishing our greetings, Douglas stepped forward and spoke to his grandmother,
"May light keep you, grandmother. I have safety brought our young ancestor from the grotto entrance and had their belongings situated while we were on route."
"Thank you, my child. If only you mother and father could see how diligent and responsible you have grown to been despite only being 2,000 sols old… sigh"
Elder Palidor replied, I could see the weight of a broken heart weigh down on her. Even more so when she spoke of Douglas's parents. Additionally, I felt like I heard something I shouldn't have… Douglas, despite looking like he was in his early 70s was only 2,000 sols old!?
I could have sworn he was a full-blooded light elf, but for him to seem as though he ages like humans is very odd. A part of me wants to ask, but I squashed down my curiosity for the moment. While I was battling my curious nature, Ivy stepped up and energetically embraced Eileana like a sister who found her long lost sibling.
"Eileana! Look at you!! You look great for your age. I can still remember the tiny lass who always clung to my thigh. It is great to see you and your clan grow and prosper after so long."
"Ivy! I'm not the only one whose looking more youthful! Giggle… Your looking some much younger and elf-like after your race change! I must have your secret…giggle" Eileana replied as if the last time they spoke was yesterday and not thousands of sols ago.
"My secret… Mary a young man whose a war god in the streets, demon in the sheets!… giggle"
Ivy replied in an almost inaudible whisper. I say almost cause it was loud and clear for me and Douglas, causing him to blush like a kid (despite being someone's great, great, great grandfather). I on the other hand was used to this since she (Jocelyn) always did this shit whenever we'd meet up with her friends.
She used my success, our happy healthy children and our healthy every-growing sex life as a flex on her married but murderously close to being single friends. As a result, their husbands would always come to me for advice to which my only answer would be "divorce the psychos and find you a keeper. But you can't have mine!"
I watched the two ladies converse happily with Douglas by my side. He couldn't help but smile from the sight. He then said,
"It has been a long time since my grandmother laughed, let alone smiled. I am glad Ivy was able to come see her off one last time…"
Although he sound happy, I could tell he too was saddened and felt lonely.
"As am I. Come! Let us change locations and allow them to converse comfortably."
I replied. I scanned the area and could see people who looked as though they may fall over at any moment. Even the 12 elders behind Eileana were showing signs of being worn out. Hearing my suggestion, both Eileana and Ivy stopped their girlish banter and glanced at their surroundings. After a few moments, Eileana cleared her throat and said,
"Let us trust the wisdom of our ancestors and proceed to a more appropriate location. You may all return to your daily activities."
Hearing her announcement, the light elves began dispersing almost as swiftly as they arrived. Some were mesmerized by the youthful banter their elders displayed and attempted to stick around. Only for their children and spouses to drag them along. There was even a few young elves who seemed to want more than to just watch them… those horny boys were swiftly reprimanded by their parents after being caught by Douglas.
In this world, if you're a woman and your pretty, your age is as meaningless as dog shit. Everybody whose visually and sexually attractive in this world have very favorable odds of creating harems for themselves. This is partly the reason why the demonic dragons used the elves (save dark elves) as sex slaves and baby makers.
Just image having sex with an experienced man/woman whose 30,000-sols-old but has the appearance, dexterity, and sex drive as their 20-sols-old counterpart. Even now, just thinking about it makes me hard. Luckily, I am still wearing my fear inducing armor instead of my military uniform. Lucky for me my rock hard woody was hidden. I mean... I did spend most of the time fighting bandits, monsters, and anyone one else who sought death on our way here.
Nonetheless, I could see Ivy glance back at me as if she had a "sex radar" always active in case I was rearing for a good humping. Either that, or she thinks I wanna "taste" of her friend... (Yea... No thanks... ) One extremely horny and insatiable woman is enough for me. Another would lead to "death by s** **u" which I will pass on that, thanks. Anyway, Katya, Ivy, Saphire, and I walked side by side with Douglas, Eileana and the 12 elders.
I wasn't feeling conversational at the moment given my constant notice of hateful eyes from one of the elders. He must be the leading ass wipe of the "anti-dark elf coalition" here. As a response, I gently released more and more bloodline radiation with each step.
This led to my bloodline radiation "accidentally" assuming the bloodlust avatar form standing at 300m tall. It kept an eye, or better yet a head on the elder and three of his like-minded goons. As a result of its appearance, the surrounding elves either marveled or struggled breathing. I even garnered fearful gasps for air from the elder as he shrank back into his rancid sour cheese smelling shell.
-End of Chapter