Chapter 5 A Primitive Tribe Of Elves

I look around and see an elf approaching quickly, with a furious expression on his face. His eyes seem to flicker with intense anger. He comes closer to us, his posture imposing and authoritative.

The elf leader stops in front of us, staring at me with a piercing gaze. His voice echoes with a mix of indignation and anger: "What have you done to one of our gatherers?"

A shiver runs down my spine upon hearing his accusatory question. I look directly into the leader's eyes and respond with a firm voice: "Are you the leader of this place?"

The elf grits his teeth in anger, his expression becoming even more intense. He retorts, "You will die, you wretch!"

At that moment, Kinzy, still bearing marks of my milk on her face, intervenes, looking at the leader with a warning gaze. "Be careful, sir! This human is different."

The leader ignores Kinzy's words and signals to the elf men accompanying him. They advance towards me, wielding wooden spears and small stones. The sound of the spears scraping against the ground echoes in the air as they approach menacingly.

However, before they can get close enough, my survival instinct kicks in. Quickly, I place some stone blocks on the ground, creating a makeshift small staircase. I climb it, moving away from the ground and out of reach of the elves.

In one swift motion, the energy in my pistol gleams, and I fire. The sound of the shot reverberates through the clearing, accompanied by an electric crackle. The energy projects towards the elves, piercing their skulls with precision and effectiveness. One by one, the nine elven warriors fall dead to the ground.

The scene unfolding before everyone's eyes is shocking and silencing. A brief moment of silence settles as everyone processes what has just occurred.

However, the elf leader shows no weakness. He whispers some mystical words, and the surrounding environment trembles. Dark energy surges in the air, and a sharp wind rushes towards me. But before it can strike me, the concentrated energy in my pistol is released in a precise shot.

The sound of the shot is deafening, accompanied by a thunderous release of energy. The leader's head explodes in a violent burst, and his lifeless body falls to the ground.

The impact of the elf leader's death is felt by everyone around. A heavy silence hangs in the air, interrupted only by the faint breeze conjured by the chief that weakly hits me and knocks me off the small stone step I built, and the heavy breathing of all present. They are all stunned by the sudden violence and the power of the energy just released.

The once serene and tranquil setting is now enveloped in an atmosphere of tension and disbelief. Everyone gazes in astonishment at the dead elf leader on the ground, processing the swiftness and effectiveness of the attack.

I stand tall in place, observing the elves' reactions to my declaration. The heavy silence lingers, and everyone seems to be grappling with the events I have just uttered.

Some elves, frightened and bewildered by the situation, begin to move away, running toward the safety of the forest. I ignore these elves, as my focus is on those who remain.

With a firm and authoritative voice, I raise my tone and proclaim, "From now on, all of you are my subordinates. I will be your lord. Those who reject will be killed, but those who accept will receive power, and together we shall conquer the world."

While there are still stunned and apprehensive elves, an elderly figure emerges from the group. It is a wise and respectable-looking elf, who appears to be the matriarch of the tribe. She speaks up loudly,I think you should take a look at

standing as a voice of authority. "In the name of the Vonzy tribe, I am the third of my lineage!" she announces. Her eyes fixate on me as she continues, "My name is Bruzy."

Hearing the strong voice of the elderly elf seems to breathe life and awareness into the remaining elves. They start paying attention, interested to see how this situation will unfold.

Bruzy, the elderly elf, continues to speak, challenging my words. "Noble mage, I fear this tribe does not need assassins like you!" Her words resonate in the air as she stares at me firmly.

I approach her, returning her gaze with a defiant expression. "I think you misunderstand. I didn't ask if you need me!" I respond with determination. Turning to face everyone, I raise my voice. "Those who do not join me! I swear they will meet the same fate as your leader."

As my words echo through the clearing, I sense a mix of tension and anticipation in the air. The elves look at each other, undecided about what to do next.

Suddenly, Kinzy, the black elf who accompanied me, kneels before me, demonstrating loyalty and submission. A smile of satisfaction forms on my face as I witness this gesture of submission.

The elderly Bruzy tries to say something in response, but the sight of my pistol pointed at her head makes her reconsider and remain silent. She bows and kneels, accepting my authority.

At this moment, it becomes clear that my presence and power have a profound impact on these elves. The Vonzy tribe stands at a crossroads, and they will have to choose between resisting or joining me in my quest for dominance.

With the energy pistol still pointed at Bruzy, I wait for the other elves to make their decision, while the silence of the clearing is broken by subtle movements. One by one, the elves begin to kneel before me, following the example of the elderly Bruzy. Their gestures of submission are a testament to the authority and power emanating from me.

The chorus of kneeling elves echoes through the clearing, creating an impressive image of submission. Kneeling before me, they demonstrate their acceptance of my leadership and willingness to follow my orders. Their gazes contain a mix of hatred and a touch of fear, aware of the power I possess.

I feel a mix of triumph and satisfaction as I see the Vonzy tribe kneel before me. Now, I have become their lord, and they are my subordinates. This submission provides me with a solid foundation to shape and utilize their strength towards my objectives.

Ding! Ding!

[The mission was completed successfully!]

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