Chapter 598 Ater's Experience [Pt 1]
[Months Earlier]
Ater watched.
The Elves all remained on the ground—powerless as they all succumbed to the might of his Master's Magic.
Rey Skylar, his sole proprietor, then commanded him to take care of things from that moment onward—giving a most important task.
'I am to spy upon the Elves and gather as much information as I can within the 10-day Interval before Master's departure to the Front Lines.'
His task wasn't very difficult. What he found a little challenging was deciding how to go about it.
'Should I eliminate one of them and take their place using Shape-shifting?'
He could even mimic their scent, if need be, so as not to attract any suspicion in the slightest.
'The Elves have incredible senses, but I'm not an incorrigible trickster for nothing.' Ater mused.
Besides, these fools had dared to defy and insult his Master.
If things were up to him, he would have slaughtered all of them and initiated his mission in a much more aggressive manner.
But no.
His Master had been explicit with his orders.
'This requires a certain level of... finesse.' Once he had that settled in his mind, he began to execute the task.
The first thing was to utilize his Skill [Possession] to enter into one of the Elves and completely take over their body.
He would use that opportunity to gain access to their memories as well.
Once he decided upon that, it was easy to account for the person to target first.
'It feels a little vile to do so, but I have to admit that this one is the most suited for the task at the moment.'
He thought this as he stared at Aurora El Slaviaria.
Within a second, his solid body grew dark and lost any form. He became a dark mist, and the billowing smoke began to draw closer to the sleeping Aurora.
~FSHIII...~
He seeped into her nostrils ever so subtly, granting himself a preeminent seat in her body.
Spells were spoken and granted instant results, while Runes were inscribed and could be stored for future use.
They could also be activated by people who didn't even use such Magic as long as they triggered its effects.
The same way Dungeon Traps operated was the same way any Rune would. There had to be inscriptions, Mana imbued within said inscription, and a catalyst that activated the effects.
'It sounds simple, but it's really not; especially in this case.'
Not only was Rune Magic very rare—even to the point where humanity had barely developed any proper theory, not to mention practice on it—but Spatial Magic was also very rare.
In essence, when analyzing the mere possibility of someone having a Rune Scroll that could teleport them over such a long distance, Ater felt it pertinent to acknowledge its impressive nature.
'I am not surprised that she has something of this sort, though. She's an esteemed Elder, after all.'
In Elven Society, their denizens were typically divided into two.
The Elders and the Young.
Elders had lived at least three hundred years, while Youngs referred to any Elf below that age.
There were several perks to being an Elder, one of which was getting a True Name.
The name Aurora El Slaviaria was one given to her once she became an Elder—mature enough to be granted another name other than the base one attributed to an Elf at birth.
Not only was she an Elder, but she was also an Esteemed one—
a member of the Esteemed Council, who governed The Elves and served as their guardian.
'The Magic in the Rune is not of her doing. There's someone else among the Elves who is capable of that, and they're the ones who possess the rare Magic.'
Ater could already tell, both from Aurora's memories and the conversation that was ensuing among the Elves, that her actions would be frowned upon by the rest of the community.
... Especially the other members of the Esteemed Council.
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