《Invictus: Memoirs of an otherworlder on a mission》Chapter 14
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Chapter 14
Erik deeply sighed in relief after hearing Lhaindir’s answer. He felt relief due to not needing to extinguish a life unnecessarily.
Finally, he spoke, “Great, now since the unpleasant things are behind us we should continue our journey once more.”
Erik thought for a moment and asked” Where is my Field Marsh-?”. Even before he could finish his question, a voice sounded out behind him, “Field Marshal Alan Brooke reporting Sir!”
Erik turned around and came face to face with the man radiating a warrior aura which only fuelled Erik’s insecurities and made him pale in comparison, completely overshadowing him in the process.
After being woken up from his momentary stupor by a questioning voice, “Sir?” Erik finally came to his senses and commanded while glancing back at Lhaindir,” Since this one will travel with us from now on, find someone to fix his leg. Take care of him as a honoured guest, that will be enough. We’ll rest here for a hour here since we already stopped. Set up a defensive formation and post sentries. That will be all.”
With a crisp voice, a reply came back instantly, “Yes Sir!”.
Erik turned around to face Lhaindir while pointing at the medics, “These people will take care of you so behave yourself and let them do their job.”
The medics obliged and laid out Lhaindir on a stretcher meanwhile the Field Marshal began assigning tasks to the idle soldiers who came to see what happened.
Erik summoned a chair for himself and watched everyone go about their duties. The vehicles formed a circle surrounding the army. In the centre, the cooks started their preparations.
Soon enough the smell of tasty food permeated the camp. Erik who fell asleep out of boredom awoke due to the aroma present in the air.
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A cook came soon after presenting Erik with a plate full of food. Erik with the help of the system summoned tables, chairs, cutlery and everything else needed for everyone present.
The logistics menu was almighty. Everything that an army needed could be bought for an appropriate amount of points.
As Erik was eating with his direct subordinates consisting of the field marshal Alan Brooke, air marshal Arthur Harris and fleet admiral Andrew Cunningham, discussing the future, he spotted an elf walking towards them.
With his broken leg in a splint and crutches under his arms the elf cut a sorry figure. But his eyes darted everywhere, soaking in the view around him.
Actually, this was Lhaindirs’ first contact with humans besides books and brief encounters. Unfortunately, he was doomed to misunderstand since these humans weren’t from Valeria at all.
But, nonetheless his curiosity was piqued and for him that was the most important thing.
And also the soldiers casted curious glances at him for he was the first elf they have met.
At the table where Erik was sitting a chair appeared. Erik waved and shouted,” Hey, come over here.”
Lhaindir dragged himself over and sat down in the chair opposite Erik. A bowl of soup and a plate full of meat was soon placed in front of him. Since elves lived in forests, they were all more or less vegetarians. They lived off of the fruits of the forests. But that didn’t mean they couldn’t eat meat. And Lhaindir was famished since the convoy travelled too fast for him to have time to rest.
Even though Lhaindir was considered a genius, even he couldn’t figure out how to use cutlery immediately since elves used magic while magic instead of tools and as a form of magic control training.
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But Lhaindir was a quick study and he liked discovering new things so he quickly caught on by observing his human counterparts.
After everyone had finished eating at their table, Erik asked the young elf, “As a matter of fact, I haven’t asked what is your name?”
The elf replied with a mischievous smile, “Lhaindir is my name, but you can call me little brother, big brother.”
Erik gave up on correcting the “young” elf on the ways of seniority. He sighed and followed with another question, “Fine, next question then. Since you can be considered a native of these parts, could you tell us more about them?”
Lhaindir with fiery eyes of curiosity asked, “Eeeeh, big brother where do you come from? I thought everyone knew that us Elves inhabited the Great Forest. I noticed that you were heading to the west, but I don’t know of anything important that is in that direction. The Elves live on the westernmost part of Astrira while all the other races live east of us. I have met some humans before but none like you.”
Erik replied while awkwardly scratching his head, “Hahah, this, well we come from a place (galaxy :P) far far away. This is our first time coming to these lands.”
The elf positively beamed at these words and like a machine produced questions,” How do you get there? Are there any elves or only humans? Do you have fun things there? Do you have libraries? Can I come visit?”
With his spittle flying everywhere, Lhaindir fired off questions without rest. Erik could only blankly stare at him since he lost track of the number of questions he was being asked at the same time.
Luckily a cook came and served dessert, interrupting Lhaindir at the same time. A sweet aroma instantly filled the table.
Everyone grabbed a bite, except for the young elf. Erik gave him a puzzled look and inquired,” Why aren’t you eating?”
Lhaindir replied back with a question, “What is this?” He was met with astonished looks from everyone.
Erik asked with wonder in his voice,” Eh, you, you didn’t eat this before? I mean, EVERYONE ate pancakes at least once in their life.”
The elf took a bite and exclaimed, “So sweet! Are all pancakes like this?” Erik replied, “No, it depends on what they are filled with. These are filled with chocolate.”
And then the young elf dropped a nuclear bomb, “What is chocolate?”
The camp instantly got quiet, with only the whisperings of people, who didn’t hear but were curious, asking.
Erik with a mix of pity and amazement asked,” You haven’t eaten chocolate before? Oh my, that is just unbelievable.”
Erik thought to himself, What kind of world was I sent to? They don’t even have chocolate! What the hell! How will I survive with my sweet tooth? I want to go home
On that day, our hero acquired his very own Messiah complex, wowing to bring the joy of chocolate to all corners of the world.
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