Chapter 610 Scared Solväire



Solväire's roar shook the guards and they couldn't help but tremble.

Despite being yelled at, they weren't able to answer properly as they didn't know who the person was. All they knew was that it was a lesser noble and that's what they answered to Solväire.

Solväire cursed the guards for being incompetent as he heard that and he rushed with Haru's head inside the building in hopes of reviving him.

Haru was his childhood friend who was now managing many taverns under the Blanc name. He was living a good life but Solväire didn't know how tragedy would strike at such a point in life.

Haru had no enemies or conflict with anyone. How he was in such a state, Solväire couldn't figure out.

But he put everything regarding the matter aside as reviving Haru took more priority.

He put him in a resurrection spell and tried reviving him. But to Solväire's shock, he couldn't find a connection to Haru's core!

"What's wrong!?" Solväire exclaimed.

He tried various methods in hopes of resurrecting Haru but there was nothing that was working as he couldn't establish a link to Haru's core in any way possible.

Solväire panicked. For a moment nothing seemed to be working and he was very afraid of losing his childhood friend.

He couldn't help but pace back and forth in his office trying to come up with a solution, but each time, Haru's head, which had the expression of pain, distracted him.

Finding no other way, he went to fetch the guards and decided to question them on what had transpired so that he could have a better understanding of the situation and get some clues to resurrecting Haru.

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Inside the tavern, Lith was sitting in a corner and having tea. While doing so, he tossed an orange colored orb and played with it.

This thing that Lith was so lightly tossing was Haru's core. He sealed it and ensured that he wouldn't get resurrected.

Haru wasn't dead as Lith had no intentions of killing anyone here. He was simply put in his place for threatening Lith and it was a small punishment.

Lith didn't wipe him away, he temporarily put him in a state of death. He could be revived easily if the seal on his core was lifted.

Lith's intentions were to learn things and not to cause unnecessary bloodshed. The Elves were all under his aunt and were her subjects. Harming them meant offending his aunt which he didn't want to do.

Although he could kill Haru and give a justifiable reason to Agalea that he had threatened him, Lith decided to stay clear of that path as it seemed stupid.

His ego wasn't this fragile now to get ratted over some words from a stranger he didn't even know. 

The situation was thus under control and he was waiting to see how long it'll take for the people to arrive.

Lith placed the teacup down and pushing the handle, slowly rotated the cup and said softly,

eaglesnovɐ1,сoМ "...cause trouble to a lad, his father arrives. Trouble the father, the grandfather arrives." 

This was something that Lith learnt in his past life while reading a lot of novels. He was now trying to test it and see how it would be in real life.

It was also to see if Lith could handle the situation properly or not.

Lith's goal was to see if a scene would be made here or not.

If it was, news would spread that House of Blanc loathed the lesser nobles and they would become someone hated by all the commoners and lesser nobles — the majority of the elves.

If there wasn't a scene, well… it would be all good for them and Lith would quietly go away.

Lith knew that the High Elves would do something for sure to remove the current system of governance. But what it was, he didn't know.

His job here was to stop them from doing so, and also to bring harmony into the Elven Society.

It would be for the best if no house's reputation was slandered, but hey, if they do something stupid, it was on them. This was what Lith had thought.

A few minutes passed and finally, who Lith was expecting was coming towards him in a hurried manner.

Lith didn't know anyone from House of Blanc, except for the High Elf Alanis Blanc who was present in the court yesterday. 

But despite that, it didn't take a genius to figure out that the person running towards him was someone from the House of Blanc.

Lith saw a tall and slender elf run towards him and in just a second, he reached Lith's table and slammed his hand on it.

"WHAT DID YOU DO!?" Solväire yelled. It was so loud that everyone in the tavern turned to look at him.

"So loud." Lith rubbed his ear and said, slightly annoyed.

"YOU—"

Lith slammed his palm on the guy's chest and sent him flying away, cutting his words off and restoring the peace he had a second before.

The people in the tavern were surprised to see a conflict happen but before they could know anything more about the situation, Lith vanished from his spot.

Lith cast Short Jump, one of his most convenient spells, and reached the private room once again where he had killed Haru.

There he saw Solväire lying on the ground and twitching.

"I overdid it, I think." Lith chuckled.

He walked towards Solväire and saw his palm imprinted deep into his bones.

Lith applied healing spells and after ensuring Solväire was back to normal, he looked at him and said, "You don't have to shout, I am the one who killed that guy. Anyway, let's not waste time. Tell me the reason why you came looking for me?"

"Don't state the obvious answer that I killed your guy. I want to know if you were here to kill me or to make peace and find a solution to revive your guy." 

Lith wanted to escalate the situation faster and although he could kill people one by one that came to him, he wanted to use a method that didn't need unnecessary killings.

Solväire was dumbfounded as he heard such a question from Lith. Not only that was the case, his first reaction to Lith's words was to look down at his chest where he felt a sharp pain a second ago.

Noticing that everything was intact and in place, Solväire turned to look at Lith once again and saw his cold eyes that were waiting for answers.

He gulped a mouthful of nervous saliva and said, "I-I-I…"

Solväire stuttered and couldn't speak properly as he had too many thoughts and questions in his mind.

Being a High Elf, Solväire had lived his life lavishly and had never experienced conflict in which he was the one to suffer. He was told to cultivate and once his rank got higher, he would be made a member of the upper house.

Since times were peaceful and having never experienced oppression, it was bound to make Solväire dumbfounded and have his mind become a mess. For this reason, he was stuttering despite knowing what to say. 

Lith felt his time being wasted and clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"If you aren't quick, I'll send you to where the guy you were trying to resurrect is." Lith threatened.

"N-No!" Solväire answered, despite stuttering.

He then mustered up as much courage as he could and said, "I-I-I was h-here to m-m-make p-p-peace!" 

He lied. He was definitely here to kick Lith's ass and make him spill out the solution to Haru's resurrection.

Of course, Lith wasn't stupid here and knew that the guy was lying.

Looking at such an incompetent person, Lith felt things would go nowhere and the escalation he was expecting wouldn't be fast through passive means.

'So what to do?' Lith thought to himself as he looked at Solväire.

Solväire, after saying his first sentence, was still stuttering and trying his best to give an explanation to Lith.

'If I kill him, I'll probably end up upsetting aunt. But if I let him go to the higher ups of his family, he'll definitely not do a good job and have them come here to this tavern quickly.' Lith thought while Solväire struggled on the ground.

'Well… today's goal was to see how commoners were doing and the situation of the lesser nobles with the High Elves. I shouldn't have scared this guy here and I may have gotten more knowledge of things.' Lith stared at Solväire as he thought so.

'But no worries…' Thinking so, Lith walked towards Solväire and held his head with one hand.

Lith made Solväire look up at him and peering deep into Solväire's eyes, Lith calmly chanted,

'Res cous leich pestarbus…' 

Lith's eyes started taking on a shade of red as the chants proceeded further. 

This sudden stare scared Solväire and as he felt his soul being sucked into the deepest recess of Lith's purple eyes that were slowly turning red.

Solväire struggled and let out a cry for help, but Lith had him pinned to the ground and didn't let him run away.

Solväire screamed as he soon felt pain in his soul. He didn't know what Lith was doing, but it was definitely related to him staring!

Solväire screamed again and asked Lith to let him go, but Lith continued to peer into his eyes and soon as his eyes turned fully red…

Snap!