There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 180: That Drunken Brawl That Went Down To History (4)

Chapter 180: That Drunken Brawl That Went Down To History (4)

Contrary to the overwhelming pressure emitting from the four strongest figures among the moon elves. Their behavior towards each other remained good and casual.

"The mechanics are simple, everyone. It’s a three versus one brawl," Luis pointed at Nicol, Legland and Feren each time he spoke the words, "You, you and you."

"Makes up the three people mentioned. Let’s just say that you guys are the blue corner. Meanwhile, the lone participant in the red corner is, of course, starred by yours truly. The goal was to disarm or incapacitate the opponents."

Luis waved around the two short wooden sticks that he was holding in his both hands.

His three subordinates are encircling around him; left, right and front. Behind him was the blue Woodrill Lake, looking confident despite the seemingly cornered position he was in.

"Understood?"

"Understood, My Lord."

One would think that they are not going to fight each other any minute now because of their calm actions. However, in truth, the tension is about to burst out, all it needed was the final signal of the Moon Elf Lord.

"My lord, are you sure about this? You’re still not sober to me," Old Man Feren smirked. His golden eyes are already flashing as his metal powers are actively moving around him.

"How dare you say that to me when all of us took a few shots before this," Luis looked so smug that he downed an additional two shots of Bloodberry Wine.

Legland and Nicol, on the other hand, are silent.

The head of sentinels has long conjured his Flame Guardian Armor and a long sword made up of angry flames.

The former is full of excitement and can hardly contain it while the latter’s eyes are dazed due to alcohol.

"Nicol is..." the Moon Elf Lord worriedly looked at the condition of the young Moon Elf who was wearing a nice priest’s robe.

"Don’t worry, My Lord. I can do it. My mind is the most active when I am drunk." Nicol conjured an orange fire in both of his hands ready to attack.

Luis raised a brow at him, "Oh, is that so? Me too."

"My survival instincts are sharper when it is more dangerous so you guys better take this seriously," Luis raised his wooden sticks and assumed his fighting stance.

He tilted his head and smirked at the other three.

That was the signal.

"Don’t worry, my Lord. I will make sure to give you proper courtesy as a warrior," Old Feren said and he broke into an explosive sprint towards Luis.

’Such short legs and yet he is this fast!’ The Moon Elf Lord was silently surprised by this unforeseen speed that Feren was showing. The old man’s performance was nowhere near what he showed when fighting Xagrien.

This man is an agile combatant!

The old man summoned massive poles of black and heavy adamantium. It wheezed towards Luis. However, he effortlessly dodged it in a very tricky angle, sparking the frustration of the old four-star master.

"Stop moving too much My Lord and let me hit you with a hard pole!"

Feren once again conjured another two adamantium poles almost instantaneously but this time it is longer and thicker than the ones earlier.

"Mind your language, old man!"

"Fuck!" Luis inevitably cursed upon seeing that such a big thing was ramming its way towards him.

"My lord!" Cried the audience from the distance upon seeing that the moon elf lord was about to be beaten by the strongest known four-star warrior of the previous generation.

They wanted to run forward. However, they instinctively took a step back due to the overwhelming pressure coming from high leveled warriors.

On the other hand, Feren was confident with his attack. He took advantage of the metal’s weight to make it fall faster in Luis’ position.

"Hehe, I got you, my lord! I didn’t think it would be this easy. My improvement is all thanks to your training manual. Bwahahaha" he blurted out happily, not knowing that he celebrated too early.

"Stupid me," Luis said with a devilish smirk painted on his lips. If there is something that he is the best among the best, then it should be dodging.

His top-notch reflexes are honed using persistent efforts to evade the deadly scratch of the zombies.

With certainty in his movement, Luis made a back step at the very last minute, the adamantium pole hit the empty ground, creating a small earthquake due to the massive impact of the heavy metal.

Crack! A crater is certainly made in that force.

"Arghhhh! How could you dodge that, My Lord!"

However, Luis has no time to react to that since he is busy trying to do a backflip. He used the impaled pole’s body to propel himself faster up in the air and he ultimately dodged the coming flaming blade of Legland.

It glistened in bright red color and it hissed the moment a droplet of Luis’ sweat fell into it.

"Damn, I guess I am not stealthy enough," the handsome blonde man said as if he just missed a big sale in the supermarket.

Luis gracefully landed on the ground and without wasting any time, he sprinted all over the open space, dodging the orange fireballs pelleting towards him.

The moment these fireballs landed on the ground, they immediately set the grass around them on fire.

Creating a sea of orange fire on the shore of Woodrill Lake.

"Not bad, Nicol. That is a smart decision."

Luis generously complimented the Head Priest for positioning himself in a location that minimizes the damage that his Flesh-Eating Fire would cause.

"However, I would definitely like it more if you put more sincerity into it. How am I supposed to turn you into a star if you are like this?"

The brown-haired gentleman looked a little shaken at first but then he regained his composure as always.

"That’s natural, my lord," and Nicol conjured a rain of fireballs in Luis’ position. "I will try harder."

But because of the dynamic and unpredictable movements of the Moon Elf Lord, it failed miserably and it only left scorched ground.

’Fortunately, the Moon Elf Lord decided to do this in an open and untouched land! Or else the buildings and infrastructure that we made would be blasted into smithereens!’ Koniel thought as cold sweat started to appear on his forehead.

Little earthquakes and extreme heat coming from two different kinds of fire dominated the open field. It is like the purgatory was moved in the face of earth.

And the adamantium poles that looked like stakes on the ground is like an execution ground.

"This is a catastrophe," one moon elf couldn’t stop himself from saying his thoughts about the ensuing battle.

All of them are silently agreeing.

"If I am not watching this happening right now, I would have thought that there is an active volcano in Woodrill Plains," Sibal said, he is an orc who had experience in communicating with humans and other beings that use magic.

However, all other things that he witnessed prior to today’s experience fade in comparison to what he is seeing.

Not even magic could instantaneously cause a change to the surroundings to the point that it looked like a natural calamity.

"Impressive, so this is what it looks like when four-star warriors clash..."

Looks of total admiration blossomed in the eyes of the Moon Elves and even the orcs felt the desire to become stronger when watching these monsters fight among each other.

"Old Master Feren still has it, even though he is already past his prime." One elder noted. "Just how much adamantium has he conjured so far? Pity that it will disappear after days. That material is great for forging weapons."

This innocent reaction from an elder who only worries about the economy triggered hot discussions from everyone watching the brawl.

Opinions started popping all over the crowd and as expected it is mostly good ones.

"Head Sentinel Legland lived up to expectations! His fire armor surely looked more sturdy and his flame sword looked even hotter this time!"

"I am ashamed. I always thought Head Priest Nicol was a sheltered priest but as it turned out, he is actually a very powerful warrior who is almost on par with Head Sentinel Legland!"

Nihil heard this and he didn’t bother hiding his grimace. "What a loser."

Fireal, on the side, heard it and he clenched his hand.

’What part is my brother weak? He was obviously holding back!’ he could never say such a strong statement that directly refutes his father so he just kept his eyes following the movement of his brother.

This time, Nicol conjured a bigger sphere and threw it towards the moon elf lord but just like earlier, Luis managed to dodge it.

"Wait, I might be mistaken but is the Moon Elf Lord just dodging this whole time?!" Rolan, one of the flame sentinel who helped the Moon Elf Lord in the root crawler’s tunnel, exclaimed while watching the Moon Elf Lord running around.

Their lord is holding his two short wooden sticks in his back while sprinting and jumping and flipping himself. It is a very peculiar behavior that caught the attention of the majority of them.

"Oh, my! He is indeed! Actually, I have never seen him use his ability before!" A bearer said in a shrill voice.

Admiration or anticipation. That is the expression that dominated the eyes of the bearers around.

It’s cool to see the Moon Elf Lord, a bearer, toying around the powerful males of the Moon Elf Race!

It doesn’t matter how many times Old Master Feren modified his weapons, or how Legland and Nicol moved tacitly to overwhelm their single opponent, their Moon Elf Lord always found a way to dodge and get away with it, unscathed!

Luis, who is busy with his own thing, is oblivious that because of his action, he ignited a revolution among the bearers.

And he would only learn that, months later during a very important event in their new country.

"No way! Of course, the Moon Elf Lord wouldn’t use any of his powers because none of it could be used as an attack!" Yulls, the annoying uncle of Ilian from the Isan Clan interjected.

Dan, the patriarch of Adriha Clan heard it and replied, displeased, "The Moon Elf Lord hasn’t used any of his powers and that includes the body reinforcement arts that the Moon Elf Lord is using before."

"If he did, then his body should be shining with silver light but still there are no traces of it until now."

Everyone who heard that realized that it was indeed the truth.

"I overlooked it because the Moon Elf Lord has been around the red and orange fire all this time."

But what are the thoughts lingering on the Moon Elf Lord’s mind? This is the thought that occupied the heads of the audience.

The Moon Elf Lord may not been seen using his powers, but the fact that he could manage to move around such hostile battlefield as if he was dancing already solidify the idea in their heads that the Moon Elf Lord’s strength is not something that could be trifle with.

Meanwhile, as the battle between the four powerful individuals continues, three figures are seen flying towards the direction of the battlefield.