Chapter 629 Esme Vs The Elves [Pt 1]
"You might have to fight a few people later today!"
Those were the words that Rey told Esme earlier that day, and she figured that would be the case-considering how Rey had been having some deep thoughts on planning and strategy since they settled in the Eastern Continent.
That was also why he was talking more with Kara and less to her.
'I understand all of that. It's all for the mission. Esme constantly told herself, so she didn't particularly mind.
She spent most of her time trying to connect with the 'Oracle' figure that Ater mentioned, so she was busy meditating while the others did whatever concerned them.
It wasn't safe outside thanks to the discrimination against Half Elves, and her companions were really too busy to consider her.
Kara was running an errand for Rey somewhere, and Emil had her own business to attend to. Rey was also occupied with his whole plan. That left her all alone, pretty much the most useless in the bunch.
'Should I not have come?' She even began to wonder to herself.
Objectively speaking, there were many other alternatives to Esme tagging along which made sense, so her presence in the group wasn't very vital. The only reason she was here was due to Ater's endorsement.
'I don't even know why he did that. Maybe he has something in mind...' Either way, the only way she could prove useful was to connect to the network that all Elves seemed to share.
But, while she was busy with that, she couldn't help but notice Elves approaching the fortress.
Esme didn't pay them any mind at first. After all, there was no way they would get past the barrier, so she could just continue with her meditation.
But-
"T-they got in?!"
-Much to her surprise, she was wrong!
It was at that moment that she gave them a lot more attention. Of course, she wasn't seeing the Elves or anything. It was more of a sensory interaction with their presence.
'Also... this feeling. Are they wielding Rey's Divine-Tier weapons? Is this the further experiment he wanted to run with it?' She sighed and shook her head.
She could understand his rationale, using them to test out the holes in his theory until he arrived at a satisfactory conclusion, but wasn't it risky to give the Young Ones such weapons?
At this point, Esme could no longer continue her meditation.
She simply sat in her room and waited for what the Young
Instead, they fanned out and began to take formation. Like predators who were after a single prey, they kept their eyes on her as they prepared themselves.
"Haa... so it looks like I'll have to fight you people." As she said this, sighing in the process, she summoned a staff from seemingly nowhere.
"I won't kill you, but it'll hurt a good deal. Then again, that seems fair considering what you're about to do to me."
Once again, they weren't paying any attention to her.
Instead, their eyes were wide open, same as their mouths, displaying their teeth as they grinned.
"Half Breeds are an abomination."
"Nature dictates the rules."
"Death to the Half Breed vermin..."
They all began to chant, making their voices echo into the air, and throughout the beach.
"DEATH TO THE HALF BREED VERMIN! DEATH TO THE HALF BREE-!"
-BZZZZTT!~
In a sharp flash, bolts descended from the sky and struck about half of the Elves who faced Esme. The blast of lightning that rained down covered the entire area in an overpowering blue hue, and the surrounding vibrated in response to its descent.
The Elves who were struck by the crackling attack instantly fell to the sandy ground, darkened and unconscious.
The rest stared in shock.
"Don't worry, that wasn't enough to kill them." Esme's still voice reverberated as she tightly held her staff and gazed upon the Elves. "Still, since I don't appreciate being called a Half Breed, the next person who says that will be killed for real."
Silence and tension mixed into the air, and an aura of dread began to emanate from her.
"So... who's next?"
[A/N]
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