CH 2.25

High Elf and Sword Princess

Translated by Mlzkzr

Edited by Mlzkzr

After that, it took about half a year to prepare for things to happen because it was necessary to go around not only Ludria’s surroundings but also the surrounding countries’ forests.

I felt sorry for the elves who would have spent six months as slaves, but if we were to save them, we had to save them all at once, or those who remained behind could be disposed of to erase the evidence.

Therefore, until arrangements were made for the migration of the elves, the whereabouts of all the enslaved elves were ascertained, and arrangements for their rescue were made, it was impossible for us to make any rash moves.

And now that everything is finally ready, I am in the middle of the eastern part of the Kingdom of Ludria, in the forests of the Marquis’s domain, which is considered the most fertile land.

Yes, in the place that used to be the elven settlement that was attacked and destroyed by the private army held by the marquis.

I went over in my mind time and time again how I would attack the noble territories who were involved in enslaving the elves.

For example, with the help of the water spirit with whom I had previously gained a connection, I could flood all the rivers in the eastern part of the country and inundate them.

Like, in each noble’s territorial capital, I borrowed power from the spirits of wind and fire, creating a tornado of flames.

Really, I have thought of all kinds of moves.

The proposal to flood the eastern part of the city was rejected because the impact would not be confined to the eastern part alone.

If muddy waters hit the grain-producing region, crops would rot and not be harvested, and the entire Kingdom of Ludria would be plunged into a food crisis.

Tornadoes of flame could kill people too directly and would result in a full-blown conflict between humans and elves.

I need to make things as big as possible, but minimize the actual damage.

After much deliberation, I came to the conclusion.

“O spirit that dwells in the mighty earth that sustains all things. Lend me your strength.”

An earthquake in the eastern region centered on the Marquis Territory emerged.

When I threw my palm into the ground with those words, the ground shook violently.

What I needed is a solid image of control over this phenomenon.

If this is not conveyed correctly, the Earth spirit will go on a rampage with their boiling hearts, bringing about tremendous destruction.

The shaking is concentrated on the aristocratic territories that I have to attack, on the map of the eastern part of the country that I actually walked, and was drawn in my brain.

Instead of a violent destructive vertical shaking, I made it gently sway horizontally.

Perhaps, even among the high elves, only I, who know specific things about tremors, can control this kind of definite tremor.

In terms of seismic intensity, it was about 4, or a little stronger in some places, and the tremor lasted a little longer, about a few minutes or so.

From my experience in my past life, it was an earthquake that could cause a certain amount of anxiety, but not a tremor that could cause extensive damage.

But for the residents of the Kingdom of Ludria, who have never experienced an earth tremor since birth, it would inflict fear that could wipe out their souls.

I aimed the ground shaking at the time before dawn, before the hearth was set on fire, when people were not moving, but that must have been a huge surprise.

Old houses may have broken down because it could not withstand the shaking, and someone may have been trapped underneath them.

It was me, of all people, who caused all those tragedies.

People will know the cause because the shaking was limited to the area where it occurred and they will be quick to issue condemnations to the local nobles for the enslavement of the elves.

Perhaps people’s fear will turn into anger at the aristocrats who started it all, and at the country that didn’t prevent it, but that doesn’t change the fact that it was me who did everything.

Well, even if I worry about it and get depressed, nothing will change.

Taking the earlier earthquake as a cue, the elves who had been adventurers began rescuing their captive brethren, and the elves who lived in the forests began emigrating out of the country.

The number of elves who have begun to emigrate out of the country is approximately eight thousand.

Although it was a small number compared to all the people living in the Kingdom of Ludria, it was much larger than I had imagined.

Things are already moving.

If the Kingdom of Ludria were to act immediately on this matter and execute the nobles who owned the elven slaves, especially the ones who initiated this, such as the marquis and the count, and publicly apologize to the elves, the situation would be quickly resolved.

If this happens, I have told the chiefs of each village to suspend the migration and return to their original forests.

But it probably won’t.

Even if the punishment for the marquises and counts is carried out, they will not admit that the state has turned a blind eye to their deeds.

But only a public apology from the state, and only when it is engraved in history, can the repetition of the same tragedy be prevented.

I can never give that up.

Even though I knew that the ones who would be harmed by it would be the weak people who lived toughly, as I had told the spirit of water before……

With this, it seems that the gap between the humans and elves will not be filled easily, but I planned for Airena to be the point of contact for negotiations.

She is a seven-star, highest-ranked adventurer who is held in high esteem even in the human world, so the Kingdom of Ludria would not treat her carelessy.

But there are other problems that this case has caused.

If any of the elves rescued in this case were carrying children, the tragedy would still continue.

The reason is that elves hate half-elves as abominations, as they bring misfortune.

Perhaps when their human blood is strongly exposed, half-elves are somehow unable to draw on the power of spirits, which makes them anathema to elves, who value their connection to spirits.

There is also a difference in lifespan and growth rate between elves and half-elves.

And in many cases, half-elves are returned to the earth by other elves as soon as they are born.

I explained to them that the custom of elves hating half-elves was nonsense, but to be honest, I was not sure if they understood me or not.

At least they shouldn’t kill them without question since I directly told them to, but…… it may be better to consider taking it back.

In any case, I could no longer stay in this country.

I had forgotten completely about it, but in the end, I still haven’t learned any magic.

Where shall I go next?

I stand up, brush the dirt off my hands, and pull out the sword at my waist.

The chilly glow of the steel helped me to somewhat adjust my disturbed mind.

Then I slowly swing my sword.

I was just chewing one by one what I have gained in this Ludria Kingdom, single-mindedly.

Just for now, I won’t think about whether or not this was the best choice.