There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 119: We Want Some Of That Too! (2)

Chapter 119: We Want Some Of That Too! (2)

"I think my nervousness is getting worse," a muscular elderly male moon elf paced back and forth inside a huge tent. It’s been two days since the moon elf lord said that he will have a private talk with Master Feren.

"Let’s just wait for the moon elf lord’s schedule to clear up. He is busy with a lot of things. Besides, it’s not like we are getting neglected here," one of the patriarchs from the Metal Clans said.

They are free to roam around and do as they please. Most of their time these past few days are spent resting, reconnecting with old friends and helping with some of the work in construction.

Their condition is even considered as the best since whenever the end of the day feasts happened, they also received a lot of share. In fact, the moon elf lord’s hospitality towards them is apparent from the fact that he let them rest and relax.

Their initial envy for the fourteen clans living in the Amber Forest vanished due to the care that they are subjected to for the past two days.

However, it is inevitable to feel nervous when the time is slipping like water in their palms yet, they don’t have definite response from the lord.

They want to have some role in materializing the grand plans of the moon elf lord!

"But two days is too long for a resting time!" Exclaimed the youngest among the seven patriarchs from the metal clans.

An elderly bearer who came with them gasped and covered his mouth, "Oh my, this is not the lord’s way of revenge for the disrespect that Master Feren did to him?"

Everyone inside the tent stood still.

Right.

If they are being punished by the moon elf lord, then it must all be because of the unruliness of their oldest and the most powerful warrior.

Master Feren! Why can’t you control yourself whenever you see a beauty and if has to be the moon elf lord!

"Wait, what do you mean "me"? The moon elf lord is obviously fine with it!" A voice instantly sounded from the outside.

"Who dares to put blame on me when there’s nothing wrong happening?!"

The patriarchs immediately sealed their mouths and almost instantly, shields of various metals appeared over their heads.

Clank! A pebble-sized adamantium made a heavy sound once it fell on the shields.

"This is too much! Master Feren!"

"You should fix that bad habit of yours, Master Feren. Or else you will be sanctioned by the moon elf lord."

"Stoooop! How dare you act naughtily in my face when none of you looked beautiful and sexy!" The perverted old man roared like a madman.

The patriarchs and elders’ banters broke inside the tent. The atmosphere was comfortable. Almost like a family.

Contrary to the typical clans who split due to conflicts of interest, these metal-using clans are divided for the spirit of sharing. Each of the clans is stationed in different parts where most of the metals- mainly iron- to maximize the benefits that they will get from their territory.

Therefore, they are as good as one. The current and unofficial leader that was chosen by the majority was the powerful and talented blacksmith, Master Feren.

Yes, this old man who seemed to be only good at behaving crazily is an effective and charismatic leader.

"We apologize, Master Feren." They all chorused, too casual for an apology. But the respect in their eyes as he looked at the dishevelled old man was uncanny.

"Hmmp!" Feren crossed his arms and threw away his playful side. "But seriously though, I will answer the moon elf lord’s questions honestly no matter what."

"Master Feren!" They all exclaimed as if someone popped balloons near their ears.

"What harm will it end up doing when even your close-minded fathers and brothers who went to the Moon Goddess’ embrace before me have no choice but to accept me?" The short old man arrogantly combed his hard and unkempt grey hair. "And then there’s all of you here. This old man has everything needed to be confident in facing the moon elf lord."

"Master Feren..." They all seemed touched by the old man’s words.

’Besides from what I observed from the moon elf lord, he is not someone unreasonable.’ Feren secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that they are lucky that someone like the present lord came for them.

He secretly clenched something hidden in his clothes. ’It’s always the right thing to be straightforward, right father?’

The already arrogant old man regained more confidence.

"Master Feren... please do not speak seriously like that, it’s out of your character."

"This brat! Now that I haven’t dragged my supposedly new student here, do not ever let me see your face!"

They all laughed like the old man’s words were nothing.

"Master Feren?" They heard the lord’s servant call from behind the stiff drapery of the entrance. "Our moon elf lord requests your presence now."

All of them gulped. Their hearts became restless from that moment on.

~~

While waiting for the old master, Luis and Xagrien are doing something else in the lush forest outside the Woodrill Plains.

"Go Xagrien! Go a little faster! Aim a little higher!" The moon elf lord that is respected by everyone screamed at the top of his lungs.

Xagrien was slightly panting. Rich dots of sweat are rolling from his forehead to his cheeks. He must admit that this one is a bit hard for him. He moved a little sloppy at first but as the time progressed, his movements became swift and steady.

"Sh*t," Xagrien groaned the curse word that he learned from his lover when he felt his head slightly aching.

"Do not overexert yourself, Xagrien. It’s already good enough that you manage to use [Flyffe] which is more difficult by one level compared to [Aegis]," an innocent and untainted golden-fur husky spoke like a teacher.

Luis asked his boyfriend to do a magic demonstration for him. This stemmed from the pleasant surprise that the male pulled off days ago. (Minus the fact that his brute of a boyfriend punched an old man’s crotch which Luis deemed as uncool.)

"I know right." Luis nodded his head. "By the way, is it normal for someone to create the first circle on their hearts after days of practice?"

If moon elves rely on both their core and plate to use their powers, then beings who use magic need to make a mana circle around their hearts to use magic. As far as Luis’ knowledge goes based on the Inheritance of Lord Gwendolyn, the circles that could be made are twelve.

The level of a supreme mage.

"My lord..." Nero could only look at Luis dumbfoundedly. Isn’t this common knowledge that it should be impossible? "I may have lived a very long life as a golem of various forms and met all kinds of races that use magic but you should know that it is out of normal standards. Xagrien must be someone who’s loved by mana."

Luis just shrugged it off but deep inside, he is already organizing every piece of information that he has in his head, his doubts will be cleared sooner or later so he doesn’t need to stress himself.

Luis squinted at his flying lover. Xagrien is using magic as if it was the same as breathing.

’It may be a coincidence but at lease I’m no longer flying alone.’ Luis’ heart felt as if he was caressed by velvety feathers.

Damn it, just a silent effort made by this man and Luis can fully paint their happy ending his mind. Just how crazy he is with Xagrien?

He was in too deep to even back out.

"Well, it seems like I’ve got a prodigy for a lover. We are bound to have powerful kids in the future." Luis pouted and rolled his eyes to hide the brightness in his gaze.

Nero awkwardly scratched his paws on the dried leaves. His finding out about his friend and savior’s affair came naturally. How can’t it be when they are acting all touchy any chance they get?

He didn’t expect that his taciturn friend who spoke no more than 50 words per day will speak in long sentences in front of the moon elf lord.

"I will train my body awareness more, moon elf lord."

Luis hummed his permission and faced the dog, "So how is the new life?"

"Everything is like a dream," Nero answered. He decided to lay his wrong deeds and shameful past in his friend’s faces but instead of anger, they all welcomed him with open arms, especially Nereen, the child that he leeched off for more than a hundred years.

The warmth that he is obliviously craving was given to him by his friends who just met him on one fateful day. How many times did he suppress himself from saying he wanted some warmth too?

"That is not good, you should know that you are awake now," Luis said then wittily added. "And you will be for as long as I live."

Nero raised his fluffy head to look at the moon elf lord who brought him this miracle. If it was before, he will act surprised and in denial when he felt wanting to swear his subservience for a lord that is not Lord Isami but now...

"I look forward to serving you for a thousand years, my lord," Nero said with such devotion that he failed to notice his bushy tail swaying from left to right.

After a good few minutes, Xagrien landed on Luis’ side. "That old man is almost here."

Luis somehow felt nervous. His instinct was turned on but he can’t point out why he has this dreading feeling. "Great."

Nero was already used to this kind of serious scenario back when he is a faithful follower of Lord Isami so he knows how to conduct himself.

"Stay." Nero heard the gentle yet playful lord’s voice. "I mean don’t leave. I believe that I can trust you on this one."

"Nero, the moon elf lord already gave an order." Xagrien chimed in.

"If that is the master’s will then I must obey it." Nero’s dog snout was raised at a slightly high angle, looking poised and serious. However, his traitorous tail betrayed him.

He simply can’t hide his excitement that someone trusted him. The soul who was given a second chance vowed silently that he will never betray such trust even if they reached the end of time.

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