Chapter 14
The history of dark elves and elves were equally long . Perhaps many, especially everyone in the Galadriel Tribe, would refuse to admit that dark elves had a long history and profound culture . While normal elves rejected the dark elves’ culture, everybody had to acknowledge the fact that their mana and ability to utilise it was far superior to ordinary elves .
The Galadriel Tribe was a developed dark elf tribe dark elves considered traitors . The Galadriel Tribe betrayed the purpose of dark elves ages ago . The ambition of the tribe wasn’t to gain more mana but purely to acclimate into society with other elves . The Galadriel Tribe wasn’t a great dark elf tribe . People had always been jealous of dark elves and tried to kill them precisely because they were weak and not united . However, at a certain point the status quo changed . Dark elves were no longer the dark elves of the past . There was no longer the question of united or not . From their standpoint, they now only saw oneself .
How much can a single elf do? How much can a dark elf achieve? The Galadriel Tribe could use the knowledge they secretly obtained to rule over the entire elf race . By the same token, it was a given they could also destroy the entire tribe . The elves had no idea what I did . They had no idea they had already been dragged into it .
The white deer are fully prepared . The elves brought the white deer right into the heart of their rule . The white deer’s strength wasn’t average . A furious White Deer King could break through an elven blockade . The white deer were extremely strong creatures . All that was needed was to incite them into taking action, which would help them procure more mana and a chance . The pieces were ready .
The mysterious individual mumbled silently, “Next up, drugs . Put this in then stir it before finally turning up the flame to bring the drug to a boil . Dark elves have always been conducting research on mana and potions . Though I’m not a pharmacist, I’m competent enough to make these . I’ll pour the boiled drug everywhere across the entire lawn and into the lake so that this mana can successfully flow . These drugs aren’t weapons of destruction, but it’s pure mana . Needless to say, other herbs have also been mixed in . As for the resulting effects, perhaps we’ll only know when the time comes . ”
The mysterious individual thought, “There are two hard to overcome problems with my plan . First of all, I can’t allow the target I’ve been concentrated on nurturing to infiltrate the imperial city . It’s pointless to cause a disturbance in the forest alone . Second, I can’t allow Vyvyan and their Prince to remain inside the imperial city . At least, they have to be kept away from where my plan is initiated . I hate to admit it, but even if I drank this entire pot of drugs, I wouldn’t have one fifth of Vyvyan’s powers . Vyvyan could easily off me and sink my plan with her eyes shut .
‘Perhaps the heavens will my success . Of course, my plan is also meticulous . I’ve successfully overcome those two challenges and, therefore, can commence my plan . The two proud elves won’t expect my plan . The Galadriels are formidable . The common factor is that we’re both proud of ourselves . Perhaps it’s been too long since the imperial city has been threatened that they’re under the impression that the elven imperial capital is absolutely safe . I’ll let those arrogant elves have a taste of my fury . Not even humanity was able to capture this place after sacrificing their military, while I can easily destroy it with just a couple of barrels of drugs .
Those elves killed my brethren, yet they don’t feel any remorse . Those dark elf traitors deserve to die . They hoarded assets that should’ve been shared amongst all dark elves . They even killed their own brethren . They killed all dark elves . Our proud race has always lived by the blade . I must prove to everyone that dark elves haven’t gone extinct . Dark elves and I still live . For as long as I’m alive, I shall never accept the animosity that this world harbours dark elves .
This entire world shall learn the rage of dark elves . The elves will know the despair and agony that dark elves once suffered . That fraudulent bitch pretends to provide dark elves with a normal life of equality . Then, she turned around to throw us into dilapidated homes and destroyed us . There’s not even a trace of my race having lived there anymore . All that’s left are those traces of damage . But having these things are sufficient . I’ll revive my race, rain down my fury and purge that heartless and cold white cemetery . This is my mission in life . ”
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Current time at the outer section of the forest .
I tossed the firewood into the fire . There was a huge rabbit corpse lying next to me . One of them once nearly pulverised me, but I could finally gloat . I could guarantee I successfully slew a rabbit and brought it back with my own strength . If you overlooked the bloody hole in its chest, I’d say I had a successful hunt .
It was the first time I used the elven spell ‘Hunt’ . The spell was a quick spell that the Galadriel Tribe invented . It allowed the caster to immediately create a magic bow and arrow . Mom, however, could control its size as well as guide the arrow to hit specific spots, which ensured that the fur and meat of the prey didn’t end up damaged . Proof of my time as a human was evident in my accuracy that didn’t rely on magic .
I cut the meat off the rabbit’s leg then skewered it to place it above the flame . Mommy Vyvyan supported her face in her hand . She watched me with a smile and then laughed in a soft tone: “It is bliss to eat a meal my son personally prepared for me . ”
“Frankly, I don’t think this can be considered a meal… It’s just to relieve hunger . If you want to try, I can try cook for you when we get back…”
Mom shook her head with a smile: “The kitchen still belongs to Mommy . You shouldn’t go in, Son . After all, it’s too dangerous for you . Mommy would be more worried and panicked than happy to know you were cooking, so let’s not go there, shall we?”
“That hurts…”
I picked up a meat skewer, and Mom picked one up . I had a bite but immediately tasted something off…
“This… taste…” I muttered under my breath .
“Ugh…” Mom’s pinched her eyebrows together .
I placed the meat skewer down: “Sorry Mom, it seems that it’s not fully cooked . ”
“No, that’s not it . It’s a mana problem . The rabbit’s mana has impacted the quality of its flesh . ”
“Sorry… I’ll be mindful of my mana when I hunt next time…”
“No, it’s not your problem . If it was your mana, it would be delicious . Mommy is certain that this isn’t your mana . As a matter of fact, the mana is abnormal…”
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