There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 117: New Arrivals (4)

Chapter 117: New Arrivals (4)

"Alright, this madness has to stop," Luis took a step forward to stop the ongoing fight.

"Oh, Moon Goddess above!" He heard the other spectators gasp and in fact, even he was surprised by what he witnessed.

"That doesn’t change a thing because this is what I’ve been intending to do," Xagrien freed the hammer from his clutch and quickly approached the tiny old man.

The supply of lightning didn’t stop all thanks to the training that he did to control his lightning’s path.

It was swift and he moved without any inhibitions.

"Curse you, young man! Do not dare to move this old man or else-" Feren’s entire body was caught in a paralyzing tingling sensation. Even if his head screams to move, he simply can’t.

"Kayak!" Screamed the old master as if his entire life was flashing in front of his eyes.

Boom! A forceful jet of air shot from below.

All he could see was the approaching uppercut from the young male and the sharp life-ending pain in between his crotch.

"Ah..." The perverted old man met his fate with a low-pain-filled moan. Feren’s golden irises rolled to the back of his head, leaving only the white to show the pain that he felt. The perverted old man who came out of nowhere dropped straight to the ground, flat like a wooden board.

Everyone was silent. The entire space in front of the huge tent where the meetings were held was shrouded with unbearable silence.

No applause is heard even after the victor emerges.

No one knows how they should react even though this win was an unexpected victory.

’Oh shit...’ Luis couldn’t help but to facepalm himself in this awkward situation. ’That is a literal below the belt, Xagrien.’

"The young man won against Master Feren... The strongest four-star warrior from the oldest generation of the moon elves..." Hylolas blurted out. His gaze landed on the poor old man’s crotch. That must be painful.

Sibal forced his laugh, "I’m not sure how I should react about this but I’m sure congratulating Xagrien is inappropriate."

"Kiiiik!" They all heard the angry aardvark squalling in anger. Dan knew that it was out to avenge its partner so he immediately held it in place. "Calm down, Feren had it coming." He just said although he is not sure what caused this situation.

Feren was well-known for his fiery attitude and being a troublemaker despite his age, so he just left it at that.

However, the beast doesn’t seem to understand what was said. It became even fiercer. Dan’s raw strength is almost insufficient to pin the beast down.

"Wait, I’ll help!" Olyn conjured stone pillars that imprisoned the berserk beast.

"Thank you."

"No, it was nothing, Patriarch Dan" Olyn said and after seeing that the pillar didn’t break despite the forceful struggle of the beast, he happily skipped his way beside the moon elf lord.

He is slowly getting stronger and he cannot wait to show it to the moon elf lord later on.

"The master just lost his consciousness," Legland said after he quickly checked Feren’s state. Legland raised his head to the panting silver-haired young man in front of him, his eyes revealed a conflicted expression. "You did good but I’m not sure how Master Feren will react to what happened after he wakes up."

"Xagrien..." Luis trailed off helplessly. "You and your vengeful spirit..." This man made him infinitely speechless with his unpredictable antics.

"Healer’s Touch," A bright green light enveloped the crotched area and the expression behind the messy hair of the old man eased a lot.

Xagrien tiredly approached Luis and whispered directly to the bearer’s sensitive ears. "I can’t help but be violent thinking that someone dares to touch you in a way that only I can."

Luis blushed so badly that a few beads of sweat broke out of his back, "You brute!"

"My lord? What is happening here?" Nicol asked upon seeing the situation. He just arrived from his visit to the temple.

The moon elf lord sent him to make some important arrangements and that was then he met some representatives from the Metal Clans.

Xagrien discreetly distanced himself while having that smug look in his eyes.

The moon elf lord, who tried his best to look mad, rolled his eyes at the male. It was obvious from the hidden smile in his dark green eyes that he failed miserably.

Luis flashed a forced smile, trying his best to extend his welcome to his subordinate. "Nicol! How was the-"

"Master Feren!" Some moon elves from Nicol’s back couldn’t stop themselves from running towards the unconscious old man. However, they abruptly stopped upon seeing the beautiful bearer standing in front of them.

The energy that they felt at the exact moment they laid their eyes on him triggered the natural instinct that they have towards that sole legendary figure. The very reason why they are here.

Their strong fascination and anticipation for the bearer made their legs weak so they fell on their knees.

"W-we greet the Moon Elf Lord!"

Luis looked at these approximately 20 moon elves who were prostrating in front of him, dumbfounded. "Huh?"

"Guys, please stand up. It’s making me uncomfortable when you do that."

Nicol came to Luis’ aid. "Representatives from the Metal Clans please rise."

Luis breathed a sigh of relief seeing them standing one by one. This is better.

It’s been a while since he had seen the moon elves act this way so he was at a loss.

Come to think of it, this should be the reaction when a moon elf met him for the first time.

Luis squinted at Xagrien. The old man’s reaction made him remember how his boyfriend acted towards him when they first met.

’I think this is more like a fateful meeting.’

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"We sincerely a-apologize for what happened moon elf lord! M-master Feren is-" a middle-aged male moon elf stuttered as he nervously bowed at the moon elf lord.

The mentioned old man was still unconscious. He is floating not that far from the moon elf lord while the green healing light is still covering the assaulted lower part.

They are currently inside the tent. Luis’ three faithful subordinates and Xagrien were standing behind his seat. While the others are sitting in front of him. This big tent was specially made to be the venue of their meetings.

His room is no longer conducive to holding meetings since the number of his subordinates is growing. Include the fact that the place is where the magic is happening. Hihihi.

"This Master Feren is someone who is used to dirty jokes. He doesn’t necessarily mean to be rude. It is in his nature to fool around whenever he sees someone who passed his beauty standards." Luis narrated it like he is reciting his favorite song.

The folks from the metal clans nodded their heads hard.

"My lord! You are brilliant as always! How did you know that?" Olyn brightly asked.

Luis smiled without any trace of guilt. Of course, how can he not? When he is exactly like that. Well, this Feren old man surely took it to a level higher than his but nonetheless, Luis is the same as him.

If Luis glosses this matter over, then Nicol is not willing to let it go and warned the others, "You should be lucky that the lord is kind. If he isn’t, this could cause a total annihilation for every Metal Clans."

A chill ruthlessly ran down their spine.

’Woah, it’s been a while since I saw this stern side of Nicol,’ Luis turned his head to gawk at the head priest.

On the other hand, Legland shyly scratched his head, "It was my fault, I apologize about that, my lord."

Luis blinked his eyes twice. ’Legland, if you are one who made a pass like that, then I will happily flirt with-’. Luis turned his head to the other side to look at Legland but what he saw was the blank face of his boyfriend.

’Forget it.’ The moon elf lord’s thoughts have hit the reset button.

"Anyway, just like what I’m saying. Let’s just forget about it."

Luis became serious and faced the newcomers and let them explain their reason for going there. Just like what old Feren said, they all felt the moon elf lord’s "calling" during that fateful day.

Dan and Hylolas nodded their understanding. This is the same thing that happened to them.

Luis is silent for a while after hearing the story from the Metal Clan.

"Should I expect the others outside the Amber Forest to arrive any time now?"

Legland tried to regain his composure and took the liberty to answer. "While there is indeed a possibility that they are on their way to meet you, their places are far from the Amber Forest so it might take a while for them to reach us. It will also differ based on what mode of transportation that they used." Not everyone can get a bird beast as a contracted beast. Some of them could only travel on land and that will affect their speed.

"Then based on the clan that is the farthest from our location, what will be the maximum expected time for their arrival?"

Legland meaningfully glanced at Xagrien, "If it’s for the lightning clans living in the Kaldini Mountain, then one and a half months should be suffice."

"Then we should still have enough time to be done with everything," Considering the current speed and skills of the moon elves in building houses, one month is enough to complete the residential houses. But from the way that they are treating this as a training regimen, it is not an exaggeration to consider that it will be shorter if they did not run out of materials.

Materials...

Luis jolted in his seat upon realizing something. "You guys are the sole supplier of iron tools, right? By any chance, do you have something like steel?"

"What happened?! Where is that brat? How dare that kid hit me directly where my precious family jewels are located! The great Master Feren!" The sleeping patient regained consciousness after surviving a deadly attack.

The tent once again turned silent. Luis bit his lips. This old man is getting annoying. Should he order Xagrien to knock this old man down for the second time?