Chapter 15 - A Hectic Night

Blake nodded, following Eryndor to his assigned quarters.

The room he was given was a blend of nature and luxury.

The walls were made of smooth, polished wood with intricate carvings of forest scenes, and large windows allowed natural light to flood the space. The furniture, though crafted from natural materials, was elegant and comfortable.

A bed with soft, plush linens stood in the center, and a small table with chairs sat by the window, providing a serene view of the surrounding forest.

Ayame's voice came through the orb, soft and reassuring. "We'll get through this, Blake. Just stay safe."

Blake smiled, feeling a renewed sense of determination. "I will, Ayame. Together, we can face anything."

As he settled in, Blake noticed that despite being in a room given to an outsider, the elves had shown a surprising level of hospitality.

He inspected the room for any signs of magic meant to spy on him.

Ayame, observing through the Surveillance Orb, commented, "I've checked the room through the orb, and there doesn't seem to be any magical surveillance inscribed here. It's surprising, but it looks like they're respecting your privacy."

Blake nodded. "That's good to know. I guess they want to see how trustworthy I am too."

After a while, Blake prepared to rest. "Goodnight, Ayame. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight, Blake. Stay safe," she replied.

Blake assured her, "Even if they try to spy on me or assassinate me, I'll still live to see tomorrow."

With that, he lay down and soon fell into a deep, restful sleep, feeling secure in the knowledge that Ayame was watching over him.

Meanwhile, in the Grand Hall of the Elf Kingdom, the Elf Elder Council convened to discuss the recent events.

The hall, adorned with expensive fabrics and lit by glowing crystals, exuded an aura of wisdom and tradition.

The elders, each a venerable figure with centuries of experience, sat in a circle, their expressions grave.

Eryndor stepped forward, addressing the council.

"Esteemed elders, we have a matter of great importance to discuss. The human we captured claims to be an otherworlder, transported here by a magical mishap. His story, while extraordinary, aligns closely with the prophecy given to us by the Grand Spirit of Nature."

The eldest elder, with silver hair and piercing blue eyes, nodded slowly. "Indeed, Eryndor. The prophecy spoke of two otherworlders arriving at the edge of the Mystic Forest due to a magical mishap. This coincides with the time frame of the human's arrival."

Another elder, a woman with long golden hair, added, "The Holy Church announced their hero summoning plans a month ago, and the heroes should have been summoned around this week. Could this human be connected to that event?"

Eryndor nodded. "It is possible. His clothing and mannerisms confirm that he is not from our world. However, we must tread carefully. If he is connected to the hero summoning, he could be either an ally or a potential threat."

The eldest elder spoke again, his voice thoughtful. "The Grand Spirit of Nature's prophecy must be heeded. We cannot ignore the possibility that this human and his wife have a significant role to play in the events to come. We must observe and learn more about them before making any decisions."

A younger elder, his eyes sharp and analytical, voiced a concern. "The Surveillance Orb he carries allows communication over long distances. It could be used to spy on us and gather intelligence."

Eryndor replied, "We have allowed its use for now but are monitoring it closely. Any sign of misuse, and it will be confiscated."

The eldest elder nodded in agreement. "Very well. We must proceed with caution. For now, keep the human under close watch and gather as much information as possible. We must be prepared for whatever role he and his wife may play in the future."

The council members nodded in agreement, their expressions resolute. The fate of their world could depend on the decisions they made in the coming days.

As the meeting adjourned, Eryndor's thoughts lingered on the human and the strange circumstances of his arrival. 'Could the Grand Spirit of Nature have sent them as allies in the coming conflict? Only time will reveal their true purpose.'

With the council's directives clear, Eryndor left the hall, determined to uncover the truth about Blake and his mysterious arrival in their world.

In the cozy living room of the Isekai Mansion, Ayame sat before the Surveillance Mirror, her eyes glued to the screen displaying Blake's every move.

The room, with its elegant yet comforting decor, offered little solace to her troubled heart.

The mansion spirit materialized beside her, its miniature black dragon form shimmering with an ethereal glow.

It hovered gently, its wings fluttering softly. "Lady Ayame," it began, its melodious, gender-neutral voice filled with concern, "you shouldn't worry too much. Master Blake is competent and resourceful. He will handle himself well."

Ayame's eyes never left the mirror, her expression a mix of worry and determination. "It's our second day of marriage," she replied, her voice tight with emotion. "And my husband has already been thrown into danger and nearly died several times. How can I not worry?"

The mansion spirit sighed, its small frame drooping slightly. "I understand your concern, but Blake is strong. He has proven his resilience."

Ayame's expression darkened, her crimson eyes glinting ominously. "If those elves dare to mistreat Blake, I will make them regret it. I will destroy their entire race if necessary."

The mansion spirit sweatdropped, a nervous chuckle escaping its lips. "Lady Ayame, such drastic measures might not be necessary. Remember, I am here to assist you."

"If things take a dire turn, the mark I left on the Surveillance Orb can be used as a coordinate to teleport Blake back here. However, it will destroy the orb in the process."

Ayame's expression softened slightly, but her resolve remained. "Thank you. That does ease my mind a bit. But I will still watch over him the entire night."

The mansion spirit nodded. "I understand your dedication, but I can take over that job instead. You need your rest as well."