There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 118: We Want Some Of That Too! (1)

Chapter 118: We Want Some Of That Too! (1)

The sun was high up and the vicinity around Woodrill Lake was warm and humid. Luis and his entourage of moon elves are making rounds around the field, watching the hardworking moon elves make their houses with the help of their elemental powers. Luis talks about what happened in the past week.

Down from A to Z.

The clear, confident and amiable voice of the moon elf lord travels with the slightly cool breeze of the wind. Maybe it’s the friendly way of talking by the moon elf lord or the chill that the wind brings, the newcomers from the Metal Clans are at ease.

"It’s amazing..." one of the middle-aged males uttered in a daze. It was evident that there is no bragging in the words and the moon elf lord is just saying facts but playing the events in their imagination simply made them tongue-tied.

Logan looked at his arms. As the patriarch of one of the metal clans, he has considerable knowledge and experience so most things do not surprise him.

But this time, he just knew that this one is different. Just words and it was enough for them to break goosebumps.

’How can they be so unfortunate to miss seeing a new legend unfold right in front of their eyes?’ They could only lament deep inside. It’s unlucky that their territory is far from the Amber Forest.

"Excessively gorgeous moon elf lord! I’m so sad... I failed to witness how you moved your body during that night. It must be a captivating sight. I bet with my life that I will be floored once I see those well-shaped-," Feren, who fully recovered from the ball-shattering attack strikes once again. Luis let him walk out of respect for this powerful master.

"Old Master Feren," Nicol’s chilly voice sounded dangerous. "Refrain from being unsightly and shut your mouth. This is your last warning."

Everyone including Luis felt the chills when he saw Nicol’s fiery red eyes held nothing but apathy towards the old man.

"P-please don’t speak that way to the great moon elf lord!" Olyn almost bit his tongue when he mustered all his courage to talk back at the old man.

"Master..." Legland is helpless. This Master of his was a hopeless case.

It was obvious that Luis didn’t take the old man’s innuendo seriously. He just smiled in silence and watched as his subordinates spoke up for him.

Truth be told, Luis finds this scenario hilarious. It feels like a very long time since he met someone as perverse (only by mouth) as him.

"Master Feren, please!" The folks from the Metal Clan tried to tone down their yell-slash-beg. They can’t let themselves fall out from the moon elf’s grace!

"Hmmp, what a way to kill the fun," the short scruffy old man childishly crossed his arms and then turned his back at them. "Nicol, I will get back to you for this. Pray that your fire is hot enough to melt that adamantium that I conjured or else, you will be a weeping child all over again!"

"Understood, Master Feren," as if the wind blew away the apathy in his expression, Nicol’s face hid a small smile.

’Oh, it seems like this old man is familiar with the young four-star warriors?’ Luis thought as he watched his subordinates’ actions.

Just when they thought that the senile old man was done, they heard him speak once again. "Has anyone told you that you are so seductive, my lord?"

Xagrien was just silently listening to a few minutes ago, but this remark simply flipped his possessiveness on.

"You don’t have to point that out, someone is already doing that." The handsome male god just found himself saying that.

Xagrien was beat late to realize his surprise, and so are the others.

Everyone’s sense of time halted.

What did they just hear?

Is this young man who’s tailing the moon elf lord their lord’s...

"The moon elf lord loves to compliment himself so every day he will speak to himself that he is the best-looking bearer." Xagrien chickened at the last minute. His face seemed to be flat but there was an eye-catching redness in the tips of the male’s pointy ears.

As much as his self-control was stretched beyond belief, he needs to be the strongest first so that no one can contend against his place in his bearer’s side.

Luis pouted his lips upon seeing this weird behavior of his boyfriend. Okay, since this cute big bf of his likes to move at his own pace, he will be an understanding lover.

A secret affair also has its thrill.

"Right, I always do that to condition my mind and build my confidence at the start of the day." Luis then connected his telepathic connection to Xagrien [I will make sure that you will pay this dearly once the right time came, Xagrien]

[I’m waiting for that to happen, Luis.] The male’s husky voice tickled Luis’ insatiable core.

"Ahhhh," the moon elves who knew nothing nodded. Just like that, they accepted the ridiculous explanation.

The few others who can see through the situation only kept their silence.

Luis brushed off the bothersome hot feeling in his insides and resumed his talk.

They headed nearby the construction site and stopped at a very conspicuous table that is made of hard stones.

"This is?!" Feren blurted out upon seeing the weird miniature sculpture of houses placed in the entirety of the round table.

He is not alone, everyone from the Metal Clan is flabbergasted upon seeing the details that are put on these little sculptures.

Out of all elemental power users, the metal clans have an innate fascination with beauty and complex techniques of craftsmanship.

This work in front of them is the embodiment of their joined interest.

This penchant springs from their elemental powers that require them to be flexible and creative. Like a metal that’s in the process of transformation.

Of course, Luis is proud due to their reaction. He made it a point to infuse the comfortable yet attractive style from modern times and the simplistic style from the existing house styles in this world.

"That is the model of the city that we decided on. In case you are wondering who the artist who made these is, then know that it was a masterpiece made by a young moon elf from the Lune Clan named Manulus."

The folks from the Metal Clans were silent for a while. They do not have any prejudice about this new clan but that doesn’t mean they don’t experience any altercation with other rogues.

Luis saw this expression but he didn’t point it out. In due time, they will slowly adjust to this change. Forcing them will only cause reversed effects.

The moon elf lord stepped forward and explained.

"Since there are currently fourteen clans that will be relocated in the Woodrill Plains, I opted to take advantage of the wide lands and create 13 close-knit towns around the lake. The center, which will house the Central Administration Building, the designated place where you can find me, will be built facing the lake. That way everyone can easily reach me. Then just around it are the other public buildings and offices."

Luis decided to gloss over other complicated details since these things will only be understood once everything is done. He moved forward to the residential places and explained it in great detail.

"The majority of the residential houses that we designed is a two-storey house that has at least three bedrooms, one kitchen and one receiving area. Of course, there will also be a wide terrace for them to use whenever they are doing their training under the moonlight. Their front yards are also given ample space, just enough for them to spar if they liked to do so."

"Moon elf lord, if that happens then I am afraid that the land is not enough," Logan said concerned. He is low-key envious of the thoughtfulness that the moon elf lord has for these clans. But he didn’t permit himself to be antagonistic.

Who knows maybe the moon elf lord will help them this time? Or maybe the moon elf lord will grant them to possess this new and specialized training technique?

Logan is not alone, the other patriarchs and elders from the metal clans are more than willing to be under the moon elf lord’s grace.

"That is why we meant to make the cleared field larger."

"You will cut the trees surrounding the plains?!" Logan exclaimed in horror. "Ah, pardon my impertinence, my lord. It’s just that I’m concerned about the curse on Woodrill Lake."

Luis knows about this matter of course, but he’s got a proper skill for him to get by. Why will he have second thoughts about it?

"My power is the perfect remedy for that. Don’t worry."

Feren was silent as he scrutinized the model in front of him. seemed to finally get a hold of his rationality and he spoke seriously this time, "This is such a massive project, my lord!"

"Indeed," Luis nodded. Legland and Nicol exchanged knowing looks. They could practically hear the abacus clicking from the old man’s head.

"How are the materials needed for the construction, my lord?"

Luis quickly caught on this but he didn’t want to make it easy. He was about to ask about this matter earlier, but this old man simply had to interrupt him.

Well, consider this as petty revenge.

Out of instinct, Luis’ eyes fell on Xagrien’s face and he saw the brute slightly nod his head. Look at this guy, it’s scary to have this man as an enemy because he is sure that not even a day will be left peacefully.

"We have plenty. The lumbers that are hardened using my powers are sturdier than iron so it is expected that they will last longer."

Logan was sweating bullets. Go Master Feren!

"My beautiful moon elf lord, we, from the metal clans want to extend our help to you in this endeavor. Please tell us what you need and we will try our best to fulfil that."

"Just answer some of my questions and we are good." Luis let out a saintly smile while his eyes are discreetly looking at Xagrien.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.