the second chapter
The two elves were very agile. Jenna let them enter the shop. She led the two of them up the stairs solemnly. They stopped at the staircase. The two of them were covered with green silk from the nose up.
? Jenna felt that the two of them were dressed very stupidly, as if they were children putting on makeup to attend a God Eye Festival. Is he here? the Quirinesti elf asked in a very serious tone.
His gaze shifted to the stairs. The shadows of the evening had gradually gathered upstairs. There was no doubt that the elves saw a different form of darkness, a more tangible form of darkness.
Is he here? Jenna replied. The two elves hesitated for a moment and fell into a mental battle. Even if it was just talking to the dark elves, they would all commit the same crime and would be humiliated, banished, and exiled. We have no choice, said the Sivanasti elf. We've discussed this before. The elf nodded. The green silk was pressed against his face. Large beads of sweat gathered on his upper lip.
The two of them walked up the stairs. Jenna followed closely behind.
Elf Sivanasti turned around and said. Our conversation with him is highly confidential, ma 'am. he said hoarsely. Don't forget you're at my house, Jenna reminded him.
Quirinastri didn't dare to ask for more, but please forgive us, Miss, but you will definitely understand…Jenna shrugged. Very good. If you need anything, I'll be in the lab. Dalama heard the elves talking and heard soft boots stepping on the stairs. He smiled.
This is my moment of victory, he said softly to the darkness. I knew this would happen. Sooner or later, you self-righteous frogs at the bottom of the well who mercilessly chased me away will be forced to crawl back to me and beg for my help. Of course I'm willing to help, but I'll make you pay the price. Dalama clenched her slender fists tightly. Oh, I will make you pay a heavy price!
Two elves appeared at the door. Both of them were wearing masks, which was a precaution to prevent him from recognizing them. Of course, this also meant that he recognized them, or at least that Sivanasti elf.
How long has it been since I was chased out of my home? Dalama muttered to himself. It had been at least twenty years. It was a long time for humans, but it was only an instant for elves.
That memory was imprinted in his mind. Even if two hundred years had passed, he would never forget it. Please come in, sirs. Dharama spoke in Sivanasti, his mother tongue. Please come in and sit.
No thanks, said the elf. Master, this was not a polite visit. We have something important to discuss. Let's get straight to the point.
"I have a name," Dalama said softly, his eyes staring straight at the elves, making them feel uneasy. They found it hard to look at him. The black robe embroidered with silver runes, the small bag of medicinal herbs hanging at his waist, his young face, handsome, cruel and proud. He was strong and had the upper hand. The two elves knew, but they didn't like it.
You do have a name, said the elf. It was a name we never mentioned again.
What a pity. Dalama folded his hands into his sleeves. He lowered his head and prepared to leave. Gentlemen, it seems that you have wasted your time…
Wait a minute! The elf gulped. Wait, d-dallama. He wiped the sweat from his lips. This is not easy for us!
It's the same for me, Dalama retorted coldly. After so many years, how do you think I'll feel when I suddenly hear the language of my hometown? He felt his throat tighten. He was forced to turn around and stare into the fire, hoping that the heat would dry up the unexpected tears.
No one answered. He could hear them writhing uneasily.
Dalama finally calmed down and turned to face them.
So, General, and you, Senator, what do you want with the black-robed Dalama? he asked directly.
The two of them stared at him in shock, very surprised that their identity had been exposed.
I... I don't know who you're talking about... The general of the Sivanasti was trying to get away with it.
Dalama gave them a contemptuous smile.
The next time you two want to disguise yourself, I suggest that you take off the Sword of Rites, General, and the coat of arms ring, Senator.
I think... I'd better sit down, said the Senator from Quirinesti. He fell into the chair.
General Sivanasti continued to stand, holding the Sword of Rites that had revealed his identity.
You first, the Senator told his companion.
The general crossed his arms in front of his chest and stood with his legs apart. I must tell you what I think will be good news for you, Dharama. He said this with the tip of his tongue between his teeth, as if he was afraid that the name would poison him if he kept it in his mouth for too long. Sivanasti was finally recovered. The nightmare of Lorrak that plunged our land into tragedy has finally been defeated. The few Drakonids and Gnomes that occupied our land were also driven away. It has taken us twenty years, but Sivanasti is back in our hands, and its beauty is slowly being restored.
Congratulations, Dalama smiled disdainfully. Then it was Cultivator Bo who led you to victory. Yes, you see, I've been paying attention to the political situation in my hometown all the time. The Quirinastrian Elf Friar Bo married the Queen of Sivanastrian, the daughter of Lorrak, Arhanna. I believe that these two people want to establish a unified Elven Kingdom. For the past twenty years, Monk Bo the Sun Chant of Quirinastri had risked his life for the home of the Sivanastri elves, and he had succeeded. How are you going to repay his contribution?
He's under house arrest, the general said gravely.
Dalama started laughing maniacally. What a typical elf style! Put the man who saved you from the abyss under house arrest. What was his crime? Let me guess. You know, I know Cultivator Bo. He will never let you forget that it was the Quirinastri Elves who saved you. He often mentioned that Quillinastri and Sivanastri should be unified, but also hinted that Quillinastri would rule over the weak Sivanastri elves. Am I right?
Close enough. The general was not happy. He could clearly feel the sarcasm in the dark elf's tone.
Dalama turned to the Senator. And what do you Quirinasti elves think of this? Your Sun Chant is under house arrest?
The Senator was shocked and pulled his mask. This troubled me. He took a deep breath and said carefully that there was no disagreement between us and the Sivanasti elves. Their queen, Arhanna Starlight, the wife of the Borschild, was a guest at Quillingos.
Dalama inhaled sharply and exhaled slowly. I actually missed such a wonderful show because I lived in seclusion. You said, guest. Was that so? There was no doubt that this guest was tired of your hospitality, but he could not leave. What was her crime?
Most people didn't know, but Arhana Starlight was pregnant. The Senator was so nervous that he kept twirling the heraldry ring on his finger.
Dalama was confused. So, after 20 years, the political marriage finally came to an end, right? I'm surprised that Cultivator Bo has the time. He's actually interested in this kind of thing?!
If the child was born in the land of elves, the Senator pretended not to hear and continued to explain that when the parents ruled the Republic, their child would become the crown prince of both countries. The two countries would truly be unified.
We will never allow such a thing to happen. The general's hand gripped the hilt of his sword again.
Then how are you going to stop this? Dalama asked. Assuming that murder was ruled out.
The Senator was so angry that his entire body stiffened. The forehead part of his silk mask was soaked and stuck to his face. Exiled. Both of them were the same.
I see, said Dalama. Just like me. His soft voice was very bitter. To them, death was not something they wanted.
The Senator frowned. You're hinting-
I didn't hint at anything. Dalama shrugged. It was just a comment. But I don't see how I can fit into your little scheme. Unless you invite me to rule over all elves?
The two of them looked at each other in shock.
Please, gentlemen, you're too serious! Dalama smiled and comforted them. I was just joking. I didn't mean anything else.
Both of them seemed relieved, but they still had some doubts.
The Protector General will rule over Silvanasti until someone in the royal family is qualified to take the throne, the general said. In the past twenty years, during the fight against the Nightmare, Sivanasti had been ruled by the General Protector. My compatriots are already used to living under martial law. Furthermore, they didn't like Cultivator Bo.
As for Quirinesti... the Senator hesitated. He looked uneasily at the stairway.
Don't worry, Dalama said. Jenna wasn't the type to eavesdrop. Besides, please believe me, she is not interested in the politics of the Elven Kingdom at all.
This matter was too sensitive, and there was no possibility of it being leaked. The Senator gestured for Dalama to come closer. The dark elf shrugged with great interest and walked over.
The Senator walked as close to Dalama as he could and whispered nervously in a low voice without touching him. Dalama listened and shook his head with a smile. Of course, you know that his parents are not easy to deal with.
That's where you can help, said the Senator. " You're his father's friend," the general said.
Dalama considered the other party's suggestion. His eyes wandered between the two elves, considering their determination and ability to act. Both of them met his gaze without backing down.
Very good. Dalama agreed. I'll talk to my friend and make sure that neither he nor his wife will interfere. But my assistance will cost you dearly.
The Senator waved his hand impatiently. Our treasury is full. "Name your price," said Dalama angrily. Who can give me more wealth than now? My wealth is enough to buy the whole of Quirinesti! No, this is my price.
He paused for a moment to let them sweat for a while. Then, he said softly," Stay in my hometown for a month."
The Senator was a little surprised at first, but after some thought, he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Dharama was a Sivanasti elf, and he would be staying in Sivanasti for the next month.
The general's thoughts were exactly the same. His jaw muscles twitched. He was about to explode from anger. Don't even think about it! he shouted with difficulty. Impossible! You must be crazy to make such a request! Dalama turned around. Then, gentlemen, we have nothing to talk about.
The Senator immediately stood up and grabbed his companion's shoulder. The two of them began a heated discussion.
Dalama smiled and walked back to the fire. The beautiful scenery of the trees in his hometown began to surface again. He could hear the song of birds and walk among the beautiful flowers. He lay in the fragrant green grass and felt the warm sun shining on his face. He breathed in the fresh air and ran on the fertile grassland. He was still young and innocent at that time, and there was no stain or shadow on his soul…
Only for a month, the Senator said. He couldn't stay any longer.
I swear upon Nuttari's name. Dalama liked to see the expressions of these two people when they heard the name of the God of Dark Magic.
" Your whereabouts must be kept absolutely secret," the Senator continued. He could not let anyone know. He could not let anyone see him. He couldn't talk to anyone. I agree.
The Senator looked at the general. I don't think there's any other way, muttered the general bluntly.
Excellent, said Dalama. Our deal is settled. Let's make the traditional contract.
He walked forward and took turns hugging the two elves, kissing their cheeks. The general managed to maintain his image, but the cold lips made him stiffen. The Senator twitched as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake. But no one backed down. This was the alliance agreement they had requested, and they did not dare to offend it.
Now, my fellow countrymen, Dalama said cheerfully, tell me the plan.
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