The information given by King Can made everyone twist their faces in disgust. It was clear what they heard had disturbed them..
It was a known fact that in thest expedition, everyone wasst heard heading into this secondyer, before they all went missing, never to return.
Knowing all this, and finding out in this expedition 50 yearster that the humans who entered this forest had transformed into a mythical creature like this was something difficult to believe. If they didn''t witness the proof themselves, they would dismiss this information as the ramblings of an insane man.
It was King Castian who broke the silence by saying.
"I believe this is the result of the Asgardian curse, i read about this in the text about the Asgardian Ragnarok"
When he heard this, King Can nodded "Yes, I believe so, we have the same text in Arcadia".
He then added "However, now is not the time, more wille, let''s go somewhere else, follow me."
Right afterwards, the half-elf floated in the air, picked a direction, and flew away.
Everyone who came into this ce was either a magus who was naturally able to defy gravity or a high elf who could cast wind spells to fly. Hence, everyone else quickly followed King Can by flying.
At that moment, Tristan discovered that he was the only one who was unable to fly. Fortunately, he has his [Blood Synthesis] to help him fly by creating a construct and manipting said construct to float.
However, right as he stepped onto the construct, he turned back, almost forgetting about the hundreds of corpses scattered on the ground. No way he could leave such a feast hanging.
He waved his hand and cast [Blood Extraction].
However, no red mist came out of the corpses. Instead, he received a new notification he had never seen before.
[Blood essence is corrupted, unable to be extracted.]
"What the hell!"
A part of him was tempted to find out the reason why the extraction failed, but right as he was thinking, Illiana called out to him, and Tristan was forced to leave all those tasty corpses.
Such a damn shame, he wondered how much he would got from them, to make matter worst even the elf corpse were being brought away by their friends, hence from the battle Tristan still left hanging with zero blood essence.
Three high elves died in the skirmish, but with Can and Hanz the two joined the group, their numbers were kept. Both were Magus level fighters, hence, despite their losses, the group''s overall power was only increased.
Hanz, the quiet Kingsde who followed Can, was a peak crescent realm Magus who wields a huge sword strapped to his back, while Can, to Tristan''s surprise, was actually a halfmoon Magus who were almost as strong as King Vizier.
[Male, Half Elf]
[Magus - half-moon]
[Battle Power - 265]
[Spirit Force - 2,850]
[Element Affinity - light, Earth]<sub> </sub>
Now that Tristan has already upgraded his scanner, he can see that the half-elf Can was certainly stronger than Tristan, or at least he was at thest time they dueled.
Back then, Tristan was still unable to check Can''s stats, but now that he knew the truth, he only felt even more annoyed. This fact only proved him right, Can really did let him winst time.
This once again brought the hate he has to the half elf king. He is secretly trying to find a way to have his payback.
More than 60 elves were all flying through the inneryer, just right above the dark forest.
From up here, everyone could see that there were still hundreds of thousands of those dark wolves they encountered inside the forest. They only flew for a few minutes, but they seemed to have passed at least a thousand of them, if not more.
If there are any non-magus who cannot fly who decided toe to this ce, they would not stand a chance to pass through the forest at all.
While watching the ground beneath, everyone decided to blindly follow Can, each wondering where the half-elf would lead them.
The high elf king mentioned during the meeting that Can dide to the high elves'' pce before and talked about his n to enter and check the mist. Considering what Castian said, it seems that Can had wandered in this ce for days.
Tristan nced at the former king, and Can looked back at him before saying.
"Thank you for taking care of the kingdom while I was gone, I hope there weren''t too many troubles to deal with in thest few weeks."
Tristan could only curse internally. Wasn''t too much to deal with? He didn''t even have days before the space knights came to attack the kingdom! However, Tristan kept his mouth shut. He has no ns to share his woes with the man.
On his behalf, Queen Leena decided to answer. Before that, she shed a teasing smile towards Tristan, of course.
"King Can, since thest time you were gone, an outer spaceship as big as the city came to attack the kingdom. Your recement here managed to be a hero for the people and fended off the attack. Within such a short time as well, he managed to gather all the elves in a peace treaty, including the dark elves. In addition, he sessfully subjugated the southern ins and solved the trouble with the orcs. I believe that the sum of his achievements are no lesser than yours."
King Can was truly surprised when he heard the news. First, he stared at Tristan, and then for no reason, he stared at Illiana who flew close to him. While Can was still confused, Queen Leena decided to add.
"Yes, Can. Your Arcadia now is governed by two queens, my daughter Serene and the dark elves princess Illiana here."
When he heard that, Can let out a loudugh.
"Hahaha! That is amazing, Tristan! You dare to take two queens?. That is something I would never even dare to attempt! Hahaha!"
It was not something to beughed at, so Tristan decided to keep his silence.
<o>,m Once again, they quieted down, and a few minutester they finally arrived at what appeared to be the ruins of an old, abandoned fortress. What used to be walls had crumbled into almost nothing, while the towers of the fortress somehow still stood, even as everything around it degraded.</o>
"Let''s enter. Those wolves won''t daree close to this castle." Can said.
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