There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 193: Soul-Element Resonance (3)

Chapter 193: Soul-Element Resonance (3)

On the night of the crescent moon before the fourth full moon of the year, the inhabitants of the Woodrill Plains are riddled with unrest.

Fireal was sprinting toward the direction of Woodrill Lake. His fair skin was pale, and bullets of sweat were dripping down from his forehead. ’Please don’t let anything bad happen to my elder brother,’ his voiceless prayer carried the weight of his honest heart.

Once he reached the shore, he saw neatly lined up moon elves in white-flowy priest robes kneeling, facing the still blue waters of the lake. The cool night breeze carried their unified chanting.

"Oh, Moon Goddess, the protector of the Moon Elves and our guide, may your spirit bless us with the ability to heal our wounded soul...."

All priests are closing their eyes tight, giving energy to every word their prayers contain.

Fantastical orbs of light hover over their bodies in response to their prayer.

Fireal didn’t waste any of his time to marvel at this magical phenomenon as he approached the figure standing on the very edge of the lake. It was a tall, muscled man with blonde hair, wearing a tight-fitting leather armor that sentinels wore.

"Brother Legland," At this point, Fireal was unaware that addressed the man casually.

Legland faced the worry-stricken youth with a light, worry-free expression. Two men are wearing contrasting expressions in the advent of a discomforting event in the Moon Elf race.

Fireal was caught off guard at first and was about to question the authenticity of Legland’s friendship with his brother, but then he realized that there must be a reason why the head sentinel looked unbothered in the midst of rumors that his elder brother Nicol has a life-threatening and uncurable illness.

That was what the story had been going around their settlement, and that tonight, the Moon Elf Lord was about to ask for the Moon Goddesses’ blessing to heal his brother. That is why he hurriedly ran to the lake. The location was odd for the ceremony to happen, but Fireal didn’t bother himself to stress about that. His brother’s condition is paramount, so anything else just kind of faded from his focus.

"How is my brother?"

"He still has a very high fever," Legland answered. The worry is blatantly shown on the young moon elf’s face, so he immediately shoots the good news. "The Moon Elf Lord has finally found a way to help with Nicol’s condition. You don’t have to worry. It was I who should worry."

’I need to work harder now to Reawaken,’ Legland told himself. He is one of the few people who knows the actual situation, and they’ve been instructed to not expose it while there is no first success to boast about.

"Huh?" The youth’s filled eyes were directed at Legland, but the head sentinel just shrugged his shoulders with a small, genuine smile.

Seeing this, Fireal finally lets go of the breath that he’s unwittingly holding since earlier.

He could place his complete trust if it was the Moon Elf Lord.

’I swear after this, I will make sure to serve my Lord wholeheartedly. I will be his sword and shield in the future," the young fire-powered moon elf vowed.

"Where are-" Fireal was supposed to ask his brother’s and their Lord’s whereabouts. But the answer was instantly delivered to him as he saw a solid green light penetrating through the darkness of the lake’s center.

"The Moon Elf Lord..." He stupidly uttered the obvious.

In the middle of the lake, Nicol’s feverish body was drifting in the middle of the unmoving surface of the water. It was carefully held by magic.

Xerxes assisted Luis while his mate was busy dividing his brain to do multiple tasks simultaneously.

The Healer’s Touch was activated to stabilize the energies running amock inside Nicol. Bright green light covers the head priest as an unimaginable amount of nature’s energy is pumped to sustain Luis’ healing skill.

The Moon Elf Lord was sitting in a lotus position, clearing his mind. He is in a critical part.

It is the first time that he is using the Life Bringer’s Sigil at will. If Luis were to put it, doing this is like traveling in an unchartered land with many things that may potentially kill him.

But in the present case, his life is not at stake. It was Nicol’s.

[While the Moonlight Circulation Technique was effective and strong, it is followed by danger. Since the process of Reawakening- a side-effect of practicing the technique- touches the user’s soul, it may be damaged or broken in the process. In order words, death.]

[Moon Elf Lord, the definitive factor resides in your hands now. It was given to you ahead of time for times like this.]

Those are the last messages sent to him. The pressure was tremendous, but Luis didn’t let himself be overwhelmed.

Damn, how could he survive and lead a base if it was easy for him to crack under pressure?

Besides, all the assurance that he needed was given to him. The only thing required was his output, and he would be able to treat Nicol.

Luis opened his eyes, and the silver sigil on his forehead appeared. The leaf-patterned crescent moon that allows him to use the power of life. The Life Bringer’s Sigil.

Seeing this, Xagrien flew a little distance away from Luis.

He felt his scalp tightened as he once again felt the peculiar energy rushing towards his lover. It was comfortable when only a tiny amount of the power touched his skin. But if it is like a tidal wave, it is inevitable for Xagrien to feel overpowered.

Xagrien squinted his eyes as he watched the back of his shining lover.

"So beautiful and powerful," I have no idea how many times I said you are my pride, Luis.

Xagrien’s smile bloomed looking at Luis, and it became wider when his eyes coincidentally landed on his bearer’s lower back.

"For now, I must support you and ensure you will not overwork yourself, My Lord." Xagrien declared while tightening his control over the magic spell he cast on the feverish Nicol.

The energy from the Sigil created circular waves of silver light, and it scattered everywhere.

"So this is life energy, huh?" Luis said as his skin felt the undulation of the foreign power he was using now. It felt close to his wood power, but at the same time, it was not.

It was a weird feeling overall.

In a quick glance, one may think that the sigil’s power is out of control as it creates vigorous energy pulsation in the air. But in reality, this raw life energy movement was deliberately done by the Moon Elf Lord.

It was a minor test to himself to be acquainted with the grasp of the maximum amount of life energy he could control.

"This is quite immense," Luis noted. His mind started thinking of a way for him to better control it. "It is counter-productive if I use it as it is. Just like nature’s energy and mana, life energy scatters everywhere. No one knows if Nicol will get the life energy he needs."

After saying this, he urged the life energy to move as he wills it, just like what he does with nature’s energy.

But he realized that the reality was a bit harsh while doing it.

Life energy is stubborn energy!

It always seeks to flow around, and Luis felt it was tough to control! It’s like combing through fuzzy hair that was unwashed for six days!

"Damn!" Luis unwittingly broke his promise to himself to minimize the bad words that he said.

"Think happy thoughts, Luis!" He immediately chastised himself after realizing it late.

Luis reigned in his mind and tried to make reason out of this mess. First of all, it is normal for him, the Moon Elf Lord, to adeptly control nature’s energy. It’s in his genes, well, scientifically speaking.

On the other hand, life energy is something that is new, and it is normal for him to fumble on it.

Thinking of it this way, Luis felt a sense of enlightenment.

"Xagrien," he called his lover whom he knew waiting for him in the side. "Please keep an eye on Nicol. I might accidentally deactivate my Healer’s Hands skill going forward."

"Understood. Don’t push yourself too much, Luis."

Luis assuredly closed his eyes upon hearing that. He really needs to make up for his mate.

It felt like a long time since they had a sexy babe time.

Luis concentrated his full consciousness on controlling the life energy. It is easier to handle things when they have distinct shapes.

Just like water stored in a bottle. Or a balloon capturing the air inside using its elastic body.

That is the thought playing around his head when struggling with life energy.

The audience on the shore saw that the green light had vanished, but right after that, they all saw pillars of light erected in the middle of the water. They are silver and bright. Even in their distance, Legland is compelled to squint his eyes because it is overwhelming and blinding.

"Seriously, times like these make me wonder if my Lord is still a Moon Elf Lord," he murmured.

Warmth enveloped his chest, knowing that such a powerful being was always there to help them. Actually, he isn’t alone in this feeling. Anyone who could see such a spectacle feels the same as him.

Luis was hell-bent on making his work successful and was too focused on controlling his life energy. Those pillars surrounding the body were only a rough image of the "sanctuary" he envisioned making for Nicol.

The head priest, who was affected by the life energy surrounding him, looked better now. The sweating stopped, and the redness of his body and face subsided.

"This much worked well," Luis breathed a sigh of relief. He activated his Cosmic Sense to scan the current state of Nicol’s core when suddenly he felt a massive fluctuation of nature’s energy coming from Nicol.

It was dry and scorching.

Luis felt his intuition poking him, and he knew from that, that this was an omen.

Ting!

The familiar notification sound rang in his ears.

He initially thought it should be a quest, but it is not. He is still determining if he should be relieved or angry upon reading it.

[I forgot to add that the user must have a clear vision of his desire during reawakening. That or he would burst up in the final phase if he is still undecided.]

"Fuck!" For the second time, Luis forgot that he shouldn’t be cursing. "Nicol is unconscious all this time! There’s no way that he knows what is going on!"