《Invictus: Memoirs of an otherworlder on a mission》Chapter 13
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Chapter 13
Lhaindirs’ soul almost flew out so it was understandable that he couldn’t even open his mouth for a good moment. When he finally gathered enough courage to speak, he immediately destroyed all the wariness Erik had of him, with a voice that could almost be described as angelic and what passed for elven puppy eyes on Valeria, Lhaindir spoke, “Tt- his hahaha big brother I was curious, you can’t blame me for that, can you?”
Erik had the urge to vomit blood as he listened to the elf trying to endear himself to him, just like the many villains in xianxias which he read from time to time in his spare time. He was completely nonplussed by this, well, child in front of him.
Erik narrowed his eyes and said, “Who are you calling big brother, this is the first time we met. I heard elves have long lifespans, how old are you then?
Lhaindir replied by devastating Eriks’ mental faculties completely, “Hahah this, I just became an adult recently. I think that’s about 150 human years old, I’m not quite sure.”
Naturally Erik blew a gasket the second he heard the number which was eight times his own age” Mother***, you…, you… WHO ARE YOU CALLING BIG BROTHER, FU**, you are old enough to be my goddamn ancestor and yet you act like this? This, this… AH! I can’t deal with this”
Erik was visibly disappointed with this elf. In Eriks’ mind the elves have dropped a couple of notches down on his list of races to meet in the future.
After his chest stopped heaving from frustration, Erik asked, “Fine, let’s say you were curious. You followed behind us and then what?”
“Eeeh, big brother what do you mean? Lhaindir asked innocently with a bit of puzzlement in his eyes.
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Erik facepalmed, “THIS, YOU, AH! Fine, big brother it is, just answer the damn question. Don’t tell me you just planned on following us?
“Hehehe” Lhaindir laughed awkwardly which incensed Erik greatly. The elves’ image and reputation of noble existences was completely shattered that day.
After another couple of palms to the face, Erik finally gave up on questioning the elf. It was clear to him that this person, even though he was of different species, was definitely some kind of single-minded idiot with no regards to personal safety.
A couple of thought later Erik finally popped the question, “So, listen LITTLE BROTHER. You have two choices now, either you come with us or you will cease to exist today. I know it seems like an easy choice but it only appears so for I bring only war with me. No one will be spared from it, be they human, dwarwen, beastmen, elven, demons and whatever or whoever else existed on this planet. One day you may be forced to kill your own brethren. Can you live with that?”
After Lhaindir heard that, he couldn’t put up with his innocent façade anymore. This was a heavy matter since war never changes. It brings change, pain and suffering altogether. With his brows knitted, he deliberated between his curiosity and morality. In the end curiosity won, he thought what does an elf or two even matter. He wanted to know what this young man who claims to bring war is up to. He had to know for friends are much better than foes at betrayal.
With a determined look in his eyes he spoke, “I am able. I will follow you.”
But nobody knew the future and neither did the future Lhaindir the “Demonic Angel”.
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Just a lull between games, not back yet. Finally started playing witcher( had to start all over again due to reasons),
I hope you didn't forget me hah, I'm still alive
my health is still shit though, I even got sick yesterday, I guess being a neet isn't good for you health, obviously :P
anyways that's pretty much it.
So, comment, rate , review, you can even donate if you are insane :P
What do you think of our 150 year old little brother? If you have any suggestions for future companions , comment below :D
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