There's Something Wrong With You, My Lord!
Chapter 61: The Great Hustle of the Thirteen Clans (5)

Chapter 61: The Great Hustle of the Thirteen Clans (5)

After the conference ended, Nicol and Legland immediately mobilized the crowd to start the drafting of the warriors who will participate. The line was extensive even though it gained mixed reactions from the clans.

All for the sake of the moon elf lord’s will.

The number of willing participants stretched from the clearing to the nearby woodland in Adriha Clan. Some were in to be recognized by the lord, some were there for the competition and some are just there to help in a way they know that they can.

In this crowd that is mixed with different interests, there is a certain group that is missing.

There are 15 male warriors huddling far away from the bustling crowd. Their builds and ages are different but the striking commonality between this group is their silver eyes.

"What is wrong with the moon elf lord? Should we do it based on his arrangements?" A middle-aged warrior exclaimed to express his frustration.

He is a proud three-star warrior from the Isan Clan. Right now, all of the high-ranking warriors in the said clan are gathered here in the isolated part of the forest. No one can hear their rants and even if they yell it will be muffled by the noises of beasts and bugs living in the woods.

Hence they are confident to talk about the moon elf lord in a way that could cost them their life.

"Maybe not. We are not the only ones who are not happy about the setup. Other clans object to it based on the reaction earlier," answered a fellow warrior.

"Indeed. It is plain madness to mix up with those that do not belong to our clan! What if we team up with a weak warrior? That is simply pushing us to die!"

"That decision is simply ridiculous. We can’t work with strangers that we barely know about. It is stupid to entrust my life to a stranger."

"Well, if it was with the sentinels, then I can make do with that. But if it’s not, I would rather kill all of them." Someone followed with a menacing laugh.

Statements of dissent are freely flying around the conversation. Something that wouldn’t surface if Luis was present.

At this moment, they felt fearless and unrestrained.

The fact that their backs became drenched and their legs turned to jelly in the presence of the moon elf lord was forgotten.

That fear faded from their extreme dislike to cooperate with other clans.

"Patriarch, we can’t let this happen!" A young warrior who’s about the age of Rion appealed to the red-headed middle-aged moon elf.

It was Ali, the youngest patriarch in the entire Amber Forest. He’s got attractive features for someone of such an age. Square-shaped face, a high nose bridge and faint freckles on his cheeks.

It was a visual that Luis would immediately recognize even in the thick crowd. However, his silver eyes were flashing with a cruel glint that Luis himself instantly recognized.

Ali spoke in an unhurried voice, the other warriors of the Isan Clan halted their rant and they all listened.

"Since you are all speaking about how other clans are strangers to us then you should also realize that we are strangers to the moon elf lord."

All of them visibly stiffened after hearing this and their patriarch leisurely continued.

"It is impossible to change the moon elf lord’s mind. It was already decided the moment he spoke his will. Besides, the method that he presented is indeed effective."

"Using poison and just smoking them out? Only weaklings would resort to such a roundabout way!" Out of all the warriors present, probably it was Yulls who had the hall to interrupt Ali, the patriarch.

"Hey, Yulls." Ali looked at the male devoid of any expression on his face.

He approached Yulls at a steady and slow pace. The crushing of the dried leaves is heard in each of his steps.

The other warriors look at it with their breath hitched or anticipating eyes.

Ali stopped in front of Yulls, who at this moment is still oblivious to the killing intent that is leaking from their patriarch.

’Idiot,’ the high-ranking warriors who have a salty relationship with Ilian’s uncle all uttered in their minds.

The patriarch of the Isan Clan towered Yulls. He traced the laceration that he caused on Yulls cheek with his index finger.

"Ouch!" Yulls cried after feeling that Ali was scrapping the dried-up blood in his wound. "What are you–"

However, before he could even finish his sentence Ali grabbed his throat and choked him while saying, "You’ve been an eyesore to me since earlier. Do your best to shut your mouth if you want to continue living, understand?"

Yulls’ face instantly turned to the color of pig liver. He was trying to claw his way out at first but after realizing that his effort to break free was useless, he tried his best to nod.

Only then, Ali released him, "I always knew that your brain will start working after a few tastes of violence."

Yulls collapsed on his knees to the ground, pathetically grasping his breath.

"You need to step up your game if you want to lessen your bad luck. Your mouth will cost you your life, Yulls. Change."

Ali faced the other warriors who were watching this little theatre and issued his command as their patriarch. Completely forgetting the whizzing moon elf on the ground.

"Follow the moon elf lord’s instructions for now. All three-star warriors that meet the criteria will join the vanguard as ordered. Stop causing me trouble and don’t force me to slay all of you like a pathetic beast, you got that?"

They all nodded.

"Also observe the rogues that the moon elf lord is keeping. Estimate their strengths and report everything to me once everything is done."

He turned to walk away but was abruptly stopped by the young warrior who spoke earlier.

"Patriarch." Ali looked at the warrior whom he considered a kid.

"The former patriarch’s son is in that group. How should we deal with that–" the youth doesn’t have the time to finish it when a change suddenly happened in the surroundings.

The wind in the forest blew a little stronger. The leaves of the nearby trees swayed livelier making a rustling sound. It was a symphony that signals danger.

Yulls and the other warriors who are aware of what is about to happen decisively used Air Flash to move away.

"Ack!"

A heavy and strong wind suddenly came and it crushed the youth to the ground. The wind oddly shaped into a wide palm giving zero chance for the youth to escape.

He was glued to the ground helplessly.

The sound of bones breaking is heard every few minutes and shouts of pain are heard from the young warrior.

After the limbs of the youth were fractured from the inside, Ali decisively retracted his wind power. The youth has long passed out due to pain.

"Bring him back to the camp but don’t give him any hemostatic potion. Let him bleed to death if he would."

The group was silent for a while. ’Using the Tempest King Palms for just a green warrior?’

They silently gulped their saliva. It remains unchanged that the former patriarch will always be Ali’s bottom line.

All warriors expressed their positive response. Silently praying that Ali will leave.

However, no one knows when Yulls managed to move on after Ali strangled him.

Yulls once again tried to catch up with Ali and said, "Patriarch, about the moon elf lord. Don’t you think he is too kind? Maybe we can manipulate him or–"

The stupid moon elf smiled as if he made a genius suggestion.

But Ali erased that smile with a single kick that sent him flying to a tree. His entire body became impaled to the trunk.

This idiot.

’Too kind and easy to manipulate? The moon elf lord’s eyes were telling something else. It was the scrutinizing eye of a predator.’

Ali remembered seeing the decapitated heads that the moon elf lord showed and it was quick for him to realize that it was done by an expert. However, he doesn’t think that it was done by Sentinels and even Legland, the head sentinel.

Moon elves tend to coat their weapons with a bit of their elemental powers so they should have traces of being burnt or drenched. The heads are cut cleanly.

Then he saw the raw strength of the moon elf lord. Ali knows at that point that the moon elf lord is not as simple as it seems.

A cryptic smile crept on Ali’s lips.

’He strangely feels like me,’ His silver eyes turned a bit darker until they became a shade of metallic grey.

The proud high-ranking warriors of the Isan Clan felt a chill run down their spine after seeing this.

"Don’t underestimate the moon elf lord. He’s got the stench of someone that walked the path of blood."

"Don’t have any funny thoughts for now. Act based on the moon elf lord’s orders and don’t pull unnecessary attention to yourselves."

"Understood, Patriarch!" They answered in chorus.

The Isan Clan patriarch said it to Yulls, "I hope that will be the last time that you say that."

This time, Ali turned to his back and he vanished as the wind blew.

Yulls groaned after getting himself out of the tree’s trunk.

’That demon! I helped him and yet-!’ He cursed at Ali inwardly.

"Take that pile of shit. Let’s go back."

Now the remaining 14 warriors were about to leave. However, unbeknownst to them there was a presence who was secretly lurking behind them.

"Arghh!" One of them managed to yell after a sudden zapping sound was heard and all of them fell to the ground face first.

Tried as they might, their body became heavy and stiff.

’I can’t move my head!’ Yulls cried in his mind after he tried to look at their assailant.

They all tried to make a sound but at this point they all realized that they can no longer hear the sounds of the wild beast.

Xagrien, who had been waiting for the right time since earlier, cruelly stomped on one of Yulls’ legs.

"I was just hanging around for revenge but I didn’t expect to hear your disgusting conversation. How dare you talk like that to my moon elf lord?" Xagrien’s voice was calm but his purple eyes said something different.

They are murderous.

A loud cracking sound disturbed the silence of the forest and it was followed by whimpers from Yulls. Xagrien moved his foot higher in Yulls legs and once again pressed hard on it.

"That is stronger than what I used to my moon elf lord. Aside from the full-body paralysis, I bet your ears are ringing right now. Which was unfortunate since I want you to hear your own wails as I get my payback for what you did to my friend. But I cannot cause any troubles for my moon elf lord."

"Hmmm! Hmmm!" Yulls cried while his body was dripping with cold sweat.

"Now suffer, scream and wail."

Sounds of bones breaking and low pathetic whimpers are heard after that.

Before the end of the day, in this same location, 14 naked male moon elves will be found unconscious. And by the time Luis’ and his moon elves attack, the proud Isan Clan failed to send any of their elite warrior due to injury.