There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 58: The Great Hustle Of The Thirteen Clans (2)

Chapter 58: The Great Hustle Of The Thirteen Clans (2)

The entire open field became quiet with only the whispering breeze and rustling of the leaves heard in the background.

The earlier tension has vanished but this time, everyone felt as if their hearts were hanging with a thread. They just witnessed an unbelievable scene wherein the Air Flashing Technique was countered by a young moon elf warrior.

"A young warrior who is already reached the realm of four-star?" Old Kier’s exclamation solicited a strong reaction from the other moon elves.

They are doubting it for a while since the young warrior who has crawling strands of lightning all over his body is probably in his 30s to 40s.

All moon elves are born a one-star warrior and they can only reach that level through training and cultivation– which obviously takes time.

Aside from that, a suitable training method, an unparalleled talent and high ranking plate are pre-requisite for a fast cultivation and to reach the four-star. This is the case for both Legland, Nicol and other talents.

Well, the exception to that rule was the moon elf lord who was born a five-star warrior.

But Xagrien, on the other hand, was obviously not a Lord and was lacking in some areas because of his poor background yet he manage to break the standard with an extraordinary feat?!

What kind of monstrous talent is that?

"Oh, this is quite interesting." Yulls smirked as though he wasn’t unnerved of the fact that Xagrien is stronger than him. "You must be one of those rogues. I know that you were living in the wild all this time so you must be ignorant of how clans operate."

"Move away if you don’t want to gain the wrath of the entire Isan Clan." Yulls’ eyes turned into slits as he whispered his threat.

"I am indeed born and raised in the wild so I am not aware how puny your stupid clan is," Xagrien fired back in a volume that can only be heard by Yulls.

’This ignorant rogue has the gall to disrespect my clan!’ The middle-aged wind warrior’s anger spiked after hearing Xagrien’s vexation.

"You dare!" Yulls pulled out another dagger to stab Xagrien in his rage. However, a gentle voice was suddenly heard over their heads.

"What the fuck is going on here?" They all looked up to see the speaker and they were stunned to see a juvenile bearer floating in mid-air.

He’s got a translucent fair skin and a cute little face. One look and it is obvious that this young bearer will become an unparalleled beauty once he matures.

The short hair that is as dark as the starless night was fluttering to the blows of the wind. Yulls tried to focus on the bearer’s face but he was stunned the moment that his malicious silver eyes met with the juvenile bearer’s dark-green eyes.

"I am asking, what the hell is happening here?" The bearer’s voice has a tinge of immaturity. However, his piercing gaze is apathetic as if he is looking down to anyone under him. Aside from that, the presence of this seemingly weak bearer is too oppressive to them, even though Yulls and his clansmen present are three-star warriors. It is entirely different from the four-star that he met such as Head Sentinel Legland. This bearer was stronger than those males.

Yulls felt his back soaking in sweat. This should be the moon elf lord!

Yulls retracted his dagger and backed away for a considerable distance using the Air Flashing Technique.

On the other hand, Xagrien stood there and stared at the moon elf lord who was wearing his white shirt and pants. His expression was formal but his eyes no longer had traces of murderousness. It was as if a god stretched his hand to calm a raging sea.

No one is willing to answer among the two.

"Oh, I see." Luis, who was sleep deprived, was on the verge of flipping everything over. However, he closed his eyes and calmed himself since he was aiming to be a reasonable and responsible leader.

Losing patience in this difficult time won’t get him anywhere. But that doesn’t mean he will let this go.

"Denzel," he called the sentinel who was trying to stop the fight. "Go get a bigger blade, preferably a sword. Choose the one with the dullest edge and give it to these two."

Denzel, who was stupefied by the lord’s order, didn’t move an inch at first.

’Ah, shouldn’t we stop them from hurting each other, my lord?’

The others who were watching the commotion were also in disbelief. Perhaps it was the moon elf lord’s stunning visual, the weird clothes that he is wearing or the ruthless way of pacifying the two fighting warriors? The entire field was silent as if someone pushed the mute button.

"Didn’t you make an effort to stop them and yet they didn’t cooperate at all?" Denzel nodded. ’But Xagrien is not included earlier though...’

"Since they are very much willing to fight to death, then let them die the most painful way. I can give you an entire day to go after each other’s neck. But you will have to use those dull swords." Luis deadpanned.

This time, all moon elves who heard this was too stunned to speak. ’Letting them kill using a full blade, isn’t that asking to crush each other’s bones?’

They all shivered in fright. That is much painful than getting laceration due to sharp weapons!

Luis doesn’t care the scary chill that he is causing to the moon elves at this period so he added.

Luis has two bottom lines that no one should ever cross. Never disturb his sleep and to never makes things difficult for him when he was lacking sleep. Just those two.

"Ah, maybe. I can guarantee your life and just let you experience the pain since I can at least easily treat your wounds just like this."

As if on cue, he manipulated nature’s energy in the surroundings to make Ilian float in the air.

Luis activated his Low Heal skill for the injured Ilian. The poor chubby moon elf who was attacked earlier is now used as the moon elf lord’s demonstration. His floating body shone with green light.

Ilian can feel his body recovering but he is experiencing the greatest shame of his life! Nevermind the unsavory reunion with his former clan, this situation is killing him!

He turned to look at Xagrien to ask for help but the best friend that willingly jumped in the fight to save him is now immersed in looking at the moon elf lord!

Ilian’s face burned as he was dangling in the air in front of approximately 50,000 moon elves who were all staring at him with undisguised admiration.

It was for the moon elf lord, of course!

All the moon elves present are in awe of this unfamiliar power that the moon elf lord is exhibiting.

However, he does not care about the others’ opinions right now.

He was pissed that someone actually cause discord in this challenging times.

Truth be told, Luis was easily irritated once he only managed to sleep a little.

"You see that my treatment can only work slowly so you can expect that the pain is there to accompany you. What do you guys think?" Luis’ gaze lingered at every moon elves present. This should be enough deterrent for fights in the future.

"So, let us continue?" The moon elf lord gave off the kindest smile that will put all saints to shame and would cause shivers to the devil. He descended to the stone stage. While Ilian remained mid-air.

"Is Brother Ilian fine now that the Pretty Brother saved him?" Nine asked, his white wolf tail swing left and right in a leisurely manner.

Sibal, who was asked by his little brother, answered with an awkward smile. He doesn’t know if he should be relieved or pity his friend.

Due to the natural instinct of the moon elves, Yulls felt a heavy oppression from the simple gesture of the moon elf lord.

"I apologize for-" Yulls did his best to collect himself. He doesn’t want to look wimpy in front of the new moon elf lord.

However, somebody beat him to it. A tall figure couragously jumped on the stone platform to approach the moon elf lord.

Xagrien timidly gave the dagger that he snatched from the moon elf lord.

"Here." Xagrien pouted to hide the blossoming smile on his face.

Luis looked at Xagrien, looking unimpressed. "Oh, I see that you are quite self aware that you wronged me. Thanks for returning the dagger that you borrowed without my consent."

"En." That’s all Xagrien’s output in response to Luis’ sarcasm.

’This guy!’ The mitch moon elf lord felt like his head veins palpitating.

"Perhaps your gifted dick is the compensation for your dicky attitude." Luis rumbled in a low voice.

This guy has no gentleman’s genes in his body!

"What’s a dick?" Xagrien, who heard the moon elf lord’s whisper, asked.

Luis was taken aback. He blinked twice before settling to give an evasive answer.

"We don’t have much time. So I will not explain that to you," he replied as if the dick word is nothing.

The male shot a lasting stare at Luis. ’This bearer will never divulge it.’

So Xagrien nodded and stood beside Luis with an imperceptible smirk in his lips. Luis cannot believe this guy, after causing a mischief, this male god will just waltz to his side like nothing happened.

Even a dog will shut up for a while first and act cute.

’Are you a cat?!’

This short interaction was witnessed by the entire crowd of moon elves.

"You- who are you to approach the moon elf lord like that!" Yulls yelled at Xagrien.

How dare this young male treat the lord as if he was a normal moon elf? Is it because he is that powerful considering his young age?

Xagrien looked at his enemy as if he was looking at a bug.

"I am the moon elf lord’s type," he said in a non-bullshitting tone.

"Ahhhh!" Ilian yelled in horror after feeling that he was falling to the ground.

’What is happening to the moon elf lord?’ It didn’t take long until his body was stabilized in the air.

Everyone is shocked by the answer of the lightning power warrior who made a feat of stopping the Air Flashing Technique. However, it didn’t take long for them to realize that they knew nothing about the term.

"Wait, what does ’type’ mean?"

"He is the moon elf lord’s kind? That doesn’t make sense," these questions are raised following Xagrien’s statement.

However, the origin of the term in this world is not willing to answer as Luis’ face is as red as slapped buttocks. ’This male god dares to use my words against me!’

’See if I drive you crazy once I eat you whole, Xagrien!’

He threw a threatening side-eye to Xagrien which the male failed to understand.

Luis felt frustrated and... [ehem] flustered. His heart is moving illegally to a fast rhythm!

The moon elf lord decided to distract himself.

So instead of satisfying the curiosity of the 50,000 moon elves he turned to look at Yulls who is just as confused as the others.

"You, what is your name and what clan do you belong to?" he asked even though he knew the answer. Luis already heard most of what was said earlier, thanks to his enhanced hearing.

Yulls immediately kneeled on one knee and did his best to answer the lord’s question in a way that remained dignified. The other clansmen of Isan Clan did the same.

"I am Yulls from Isan Clan, the moon elf lord." Luis nodded. But deep inside, he noted to keep an eye for individuals with discriminatory attitudes since they could be a double edged sword in the long run.

"Yulls," Luis nodded with a kind smile. "You see, I haven’t had any proper rest these days so I am not in the mood to listen to the history between you and this fleshy boy." He pointed at Ilian who is being healed in the air. "Aside from that, your patriarchs and elders know how dangerous our situation is right now. We can’t afford to waste our time."

"I hope you and your clan can understand." Luis said meaningfully.

’Don’t worry, after I raised Ilian as my disciple. I will let you face each other in a duel and once that time comes, I am not sure who will be the last one standing.’

Luis smiled as he eyed the training manual that was left untouched in his rewards.

"Denzel," he called the earth power sentinel. "Fix this stone platform for me. We will start once the patriarch and the elders come. I almost forgot that I left them in a hurry after feeling the distortion of nature’s energy here."

His conscience is guilt-tripping him like a bitch. What else can he do when most of them are elderly who can no longer sprint?