The Elven kingdom is more like an Elven forest, trees of different sizes and colors beautifying the whole land with its nightly glowing dim colors. Helping the elves to still be perceptive even during the darkest nights. The King of the Elven Forest, commonly known as by an appointed name "The Earthling One" already had his eyes on the ones who came from the outerworlds. Now it came to his notice that the transmigrated one resides with the Old Blacksmith in his dominion. His palace court glowing white walls, slippery tiled floors and little balls of white light floating in the air amidst his most trusted elf subjects stood as their King thought of what he should do. No one was allowed to give him a suggestion until the King woild permit them to.
None other the Elven Royal Family that is...
"Father, we must interrogate him. The gods are mischievous, we cant let whatever plans they have to smoothly sail."
*whisper, whisper, whisper*
"I am sure your subjects will agree with me"
*What a sturbborn girl* most of the subjects thought
"Your Highness if I may?" asked a subject.
The King permits him
"I believe what Princess Sylvannas is heeding towards is correct, the gods have always tried to destroy our world over and over again due to their silly philosphy of "fun". This by no means is another of their gimmicks that could ruin this world if we do not take action"
*whisper, whipser whisper*
The court palace is in silence after what the subject had advised the King. They suddenly would not dare speak until the whispers had stopped. The very whisper coming from the goddess of Tera, the being of being the life of all living things.
The King listens to the whispers and stares at Sylvannas...
"Princess Sylvannas, hear my decree. You are ordered to subjugate and bring the Transmigrated one as a prisoner. Go and fuffil your duty.
The Princess gets up and leaves swiftly through one of the hundred windows of the gigantic palace court with the affinity of wind magic.
*whisper, whisper whisper*
The King frowns...
At the place of the blacksmith, Terry sits on a rock nearby and contemplates about which of the outerworlders he should find first after receiving the omnious letter from the Demon god.
"I should probably meet the Regressed one first, he probably knows what might have happened in the future since he or she regressed ofcourse.
But...the reincarnated one, is he of this world or another? People have already speculated all of them to be from outerworlds but what if that isnt the case?"
Terry realizes that there is quite an ireegular rustling sounds coming from all sides. Terry could only depend on the glowing dim lights of the trees to see who is staring down upon him like he were an ant.
Through the dark shades of the trees he could see an attractive tall figure...
*Definitely a woman*
She leaps of the tallest branch of the tree diving down to Terry's head with speed and just before falling on Terry the wind descends he calmly away from Terry.
Terry mystified and shocked of how beautiful she is decides to have a go at it.
"Hey, you are one gorgeous jewel, will you be my only treasure?"
Sylvannas and the other hidden elves were confused as to what he was saying. One of the hidden elves by intuition got angry and decided to signal Sylvannas as to i they could attack him. Sylvannas gives it a no by ignoring the signal.
Sylvannas: you must be the transmigrated one?
Terry: Ohh you already know, are you by chance intrested in me?
Sylvannas: No, i am not...you are just another lustful weak human among those other dirty short humans.
At this moment Terry realized that Sylvannas is actually taller than him way too much.
Sylvannas: But...by the oder of "The Earthling One" you are to be taken as a prisoner and interrogated brutally to spill every plans that the gods have informed you of.
Terry: they did told me you hated them, but i didnt know it was this much.
Sylvannas: get him!
Two windy arrows about to hit Terry's head get obliterated by a strong gust of wind.
Sylvannas: seems you have a thing or two for magic.
Sylvannas jumps into the air and pulls five arrows on her bow about to shoot. But Terry appears in the air behind her back slapping her to the ground giving off a huge shockwave to the other elves. Terry lands ruthlessly and is already surrounded by the elves.
*that drunk god didnt forget to make me overpowered, lets test the other skills as well*
Terry becomes five Terrys all of a sudden...
"Illusion?"
"No look closely, he is moving at an abnormal speed to create after images"
Terry: you lot are smart at least.
From all five after images he conjures his mana and shoots a fire beam hitting all the five elves away at the same time.
Some parts of the forests begins to burn.
Tery: hmm i should have used water magic, can i even do that?
Terry tries to conjure water from his palms and suddenly water gushes out of his hands like a water plant machine.
Terry: Wow these gods are really something else...
"You idiot, why did the gods transmigrate a fool like you?"
Terry turns and a teenage looking human stares at him with disappointment. Terry completely knows he cant defeat whatever that is standing in front of him.
"Here i thought you would had more sense than the rest of the outerwolders...take that girl and lets go, we dont have much time...the icy dragon is flying to this continent in just a matter of days. We need to do it right this time"
Terry: you...you are the Regressor...
To be continued...