Chapter 113 - Story Of Dark Elves

Cecelia and others were stunned by Historia's voice, 

"I see…" Cecilia's head drooped, biting her lips in anguish, Bisca was silently listening to everything, and Styrmir and Zia were also startled by her.

"Captain?" Zia uttered, 

"Hmmm?"

"There is Rise?" 

"Rise… well he is preparing for the mission." 

"Preparing for it? What do you mean?"

"You'll know when you see, for now, prepare yourself, and I will tell you what to do tomorrow, so listen carefully!"

***

In short, while Historia narrated the whole plan, and this time they were confident, 

"Both of you got it?"

"Yes!" Zia and Styrmir huffed in unison, 

"Great, well now I need to save my mana to come there too, so I'll take my leave-"

"¡Lady Historia" Bisca crept to the orb, 

"Yes?" 

"Can I join the raid too?" Bisca hesitantly spoke, 

"I am sorry, but I'll be blunt, we don't deadweight in this crucial mission, a single mistake and everything will be over! So please refrain from acting on your emotions!"

"I know! And I promise I won't be a dead weight, I know I am not strong as you all but I want to save Lady Jane, no matter how you look there are only four of you now! One way or another I'll promise I will help you!" Bisca grabbed her dress in desperation.

Historia sighed, 

"Aight, but don't do anything on a whim, you also have to follow my orders, but what about Cecelia? Who will take care of her?"

"Please don't worry about me, I am not anybody's responsibility, you all have already done so much for me, I can take care of myself now, I can walk now so, I would hold off on myself so and I do believe if anything happens you all return, so don't worry and go!"

Cecelia was down, her anxious smile made everyone uncomfortable, everyone knew that was because of Melvi…

"Alright then, see you tomorrow then!" Historia canceled the connection and that awkward silence filled the room again.

***

The dusk stretched and Styrmir, Zia and Bisca prepared after their last supper of the day, Cecelia was sitting in the corner beside Zia.

Zia also gave her a prosthetic arm, she became used to it after the day.

The heavy air was constantly bothering Styrmir and he couldn't bear watching Cecelia in such depravity.

"So! Lady Cecelia tell us how did you first meet Melvi?" Styrmir suddenly spoke and Bisca and Zia stared at him with their gaping eyes.

"Idiot what are you saying?" Zia yelled at him, she didn't want to make Cecelia sadder but Styrmir knew what exactly he was saying.

The atmosphere guy heavier, and Cecelia moved her head to the Styrmir direction and smiled, 

"I met her 15 years ago, on the outskirts of our village. She was a small little girl at that time."

***

** 12 years ago **

In the deep forest of Gaia, there was a small colony of dark elves, generally, they had a nomad troop but now they settled here for the first time.

The elves there were very friendly and close to each other, even if one child got hurt half of the village rushed to nurse him.

They helped each other if one was hungry or thirsty there was no one unequal after the chief clan, rather the chief clan also treated themselves as one of the normal elves…

But as much as they were gentle and king among themselves, they were far crueler to the other races, 

One of the chief sources of dark elves' property was human hunting; they killed many humans who traveled within the forest of Gaia, traders, adventurers, even children who were lost in the High. They showed no mercy if it wasn't used to them,  they killed it without any second thought.

They also detested High Elves, in earthen history, High Elves were considered to be born from the Spirit God and 6th Queen of druids Helena, while the dark elves were born from the 3rd Forest king who was seduced by the devil of hell.

Serapheneope, the 8th princess of Hell, was their scheme to create a race against the High Elves who were  able to harness the nature and spirit realm strength easily, the dark elves served their purpose, 

While High Elves' longevity almost greatest elders might live for one to two thousand years and powers connect to nature, 

Dark Elves didn't have such a long lifespan, they usually lived four to six hundred years at most, but had advantages of mana concentration, because of the blood of the Forest King and Serpheneope, they possessed one of the highest concentrations of mana among the mortal races.

High Elves also detested doing the same to dark elves, while High elves bred changed over the time with Frost elves, Wood Elves, rarest Aqualion Elves, their breedings changed and spread over time.

While the dark elves despised the idea of mixing their blood, they had the pride of the devil, of course, they killed any dark elf for the sin of lust for another race, and thus in the end they were isolated.

For centuries they were hunted for their organs and blood, they were forcibly used to inbreed with another species, and those who did that were humans, their kings, and those nobles hunted and kidnapped dark elf kin.

They abducted children, men, women, the elderly whoever they found, they even dug the graves for their greed, no matter the age they abused them to create mixed blood and new species for their experiments.

This went on for centuries, they have treated nothing else but as objects to them, High elves neither paid attention to it moreover some kingdoms joined hands in experiments.

Till the 1700th century, five hundred years before the current century, when many kingdoms were divided due to the war, dark elves got their rights to live unbothered by the other races.

But it was only on papers, the misery continued after but now as in rising black market cult guilds, dark elves again were forced to live to hide and fight for their lives.

Until one dark elf who two hundred ago appeared, it was said he possessed strength equal to the emperor mage, he was also an enslaved dark elf, who upheaved chaos to a whole kingdom, he slaughtered hundreds of humans, but it was said that he died during the battle.

With the thought that Dark elves became extinct in that incident, they still existed hidden in the different corners of the world.

The Colony of Gaia elves was also like this, affectionate to their people only, but one day the hunters of the colony went for a hunt when they came across the girl who was sitting near the river fishing with a long wooden spear.

She wore tattered clothes with the hood on her head, she had many scratches on her body, but she looked healthy and energetic and threw her spear continuously to catch a fish.

The hunter hid in the bushes to observe her and one hunter pulled out his knife, 

"Should we kill her?"

"Wait! Something isn't right!" Another elf held his wrist, 

"Why? She is definitely a human! Who else could be here?" A young girl with enraged eyes raised her bow and aimed at that girl, she was Cecelia.

"Cecelia, wait!" The hunter lowered her hand, and suddenly the girl on the river slipped.

All the hunters there were dumbstruck, with long grey hair, obsidian skin, and yellow eyes, she was a dark elf.

All four of the hunters rushed to the girl and Cecelia was the one ahead, they surrounded her and that girl was shocked and froze in fear.

She laid down on the river, half drenched being glared at by those hunters.

"Please spare me! I didn't do anything! I am just a young lost girl!" The girl immediately bowed in front of them and started begging for mercy.

"Raise your head!" Cecelia shouted at her, 

The girl jerked and raised her gazed, tears were drooping down her cheeks and snot touched her lips, she was smiling to not piss them off more,

"Please don't kill me…" 

Cecelia chuckled and reached out her hand, 

"Get up you idiot, there is no way we will hurt our own people!" 

The girl stared at them with a blank face and bowed again, 

"I am sorry! I am sorry! I won't do it again!" The girl started whining like a kid, 

"Ah! She's a nutjob!" Cecelia thrashed her head with a strong knuckle, 

"Didn't I tell you we won't kill you!" Cecelia yelled and that girl grabbed her head, 

"So, you won't kill me?" That girl timidly spoke, 

"Of course not! Now come with us! You must be hungry!" She reached out her hand again and that girl gently held it and stood up.

"What's your name?" Cecelia and the hunters started walking back to the village, 

"My name? It's Helvi!"