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Chapter 332 Ray’s Fury And The Misfortune Of Elven Chief
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Chapter 332 Ray’s Fury And The Misfortune Of Elven Chief

"You sure are heavy for an old bastard," Ray said as he kept on dragging the elven chief using a rope that with which he had tied the elven chief to. The rope wasn't just any rope but a magical sealing rope that sealed the magical powers of the one captured by it.

Ray had bought this rope from his system shop and even though it was expensive as hell as it cost him around 30 Intermediate Tier Crystals of the Mortal Realm. Thankfully it didn't matter how the crystals were acquired and to which beast they belonged to. This allowed Ray to send hunting parties out in the forest to gather the crystals.

As Ray walked through the jungle, he notice dhow silent it had gotten all of a sudden. Before he thought that the silence must be because of the battle between the chief and him but now that he had entered a new area, he failed to notice any beasts in the area.

"Hmm, that's strange," he thought and continued to walk while increasing his pace. The peculiarity of the situation unnerved him to no end and he needed some answers and only his team members could get him up to date.

While walking, Ray looked back at the elven chief. The chief's face was disfigured and his body was mangled up. The eyes sockets were empty as Ray had long gouged out the chief's eyes and only left him in a condition where he could listen to his words and breathe.

One could say that right now, the chief wished nothing more than to die but to him, dying was a privilege he couldn't afford, "You know, if not for your daughter telling me about you and your ambitions, i would have tried to offer you an alliance but for a bastard like you, even death is an easy way out," Ray spoke, his voice full of spite as he gripped the rope tightly, causing a jolt of current to travel through it as the elven chief convulsed in pain.

"She also told me how you managed to become this strong and that you don't have any extraordinary talent of your own but just stolen power that you use and call your own," Saying that, Ray's eyes turned red as he remembered what the chief's daughter had told him.

Apparently, the chief had many children in his long life and he loved to use his children as pawns to increase his political and magical strength.

As the chief of one of the twelve elven tribes, he aimed to get a position in the royal court and for that, he had even sold his daughters to some royals as concubines and play dolls so he could achieve his purpose and not just that, but the chief had dabbled into forbidden magic, using it to steal magical talent from talented kids that he kidnapped from the streets and sacrificed them and even smuggled some to further his agenda.

In short, the chief was a bastard who needed to be dealt with and Ray had a plan for that too. Disgusted of the chief, Ray turned to his mind as he called on Aurora and asked her about his previous battle against the chief.

"Ray, you are in trouble," Aurora spoke, her voice filled with worry and anger.

"I know what you mean, my mana core; its cracked," Ray responded as he seemed to think of something and he asked, "But I don't remember it being cracked. Last time I checked, my mana core was in perfect condition,"

"Well jokes on you because it cracked when you were asking about the truth from Mag'ladroth and FengFeng and after they allowed the full potential of their part of bloodline to be truly unlocked in you, it over flood your core and it cracked," Saying those words, Aurora went silent while Ray went into deep thought.

The matter of a cracked core truly troubled him and he needed to know more about it but that would have to wait till the situation stabilized. Right now, the first priority was the war between the beasts and humans and after that, he ended dot get solid information about what was happening outside.

He couldn't give refuge to everyone for free and not so when he knew that amongst the people in his house, many were traitors who had betrayed mankind and he knew that if he wasn't careful, those bastards would backstab him anytime. Therefore, he always entrusted the most important tasks and information to select people whom he was close with and knew of their loyalty to mankind.

While reflecting on his thoughts, Ray reached the premises of his mansion. In front of him was a concluded battlefield where many elves lay unconscious on the ground while different types of cages and prisons were erected around them. A bit far away, he could see a camp while even further away was another battlefield where the battle against the beasts was going on.

Even though the battle had come a half for sometime, Ray could perceive them preparing for going deeper into the forest. As for why? He didn't know and wouldn't know until he met the person in charge of that battlefield; the head nurse.

However, before that; he needed to ask about the battle against elves and about any casualties that may have occurred. Though he doubted for anyone to even be seriously injured but he wasn't too optimistic about it. The elves were natural warriors and he didn't underestimate his enemies.

As Ray walked to the camp, he noticed Sirius walking out in a rush with an irritated expression on his face.

Knowing his friends, Ray knew that someone might have annoyed him or tried to tease him inside and hence let Sirius be. He would go back to normal after a walk around the battlefield. Instead, Ray walked into the camp as he wanted to checkout on others.

As he walked inside, he noticed a melancholic atmosphere within the camp. Kid and Aliyah were on the side benches with their eyes close while Tim and Noah sat in one corner with Aella and Kashish standing around a stretcher; dipping towels with water and putting them on someone who lay on the stretcher.

"Who could it be?" Ray thought as he walked to the stretcher, only to notice a familiar face on the stretcher.

He stood in his place as a sickening feeling gripped his heart, his chest felt tight while his throat seemed to have gone dry. Not a sound escaped from his mouth as he just looked at the stretcher in shock.

On the stretcher, Nia lay peacefully with her face devoid of any color while burns and wounds riddled her whole body.

Averting his gaze from Nia, Ray looked at others while the others looked back at him, their eyes trembling as different thoughts went through everyone's mind. However, everyone stayed silent as they saw for the first time, a tear escape Ray's eyes and fall on his cheek.

Ray himself didn't know what was going on and when the tears started to fall but he was crying and even he was confused about his emotions.

He didn't know but at some point, he felt someone embrace him tightly. The warmth of their touch entered his heart as he felt an ease through his body. A familiar scent entered his nose as he got a grip of himself and embraced her back.

It was Aella who had embraced him and she helped him get a grip over his emotions. Then, Aella stood on her toes as she whispered in his ear,

"Don't worry dear, she is fine. Aliyah healed her and told us that it will take time for her to gain consciousness and she would be needing a lot of rest,"

Hearing Aella's words, some strength came back to him as Ray nodded and got a grip on himself. He hugged her even tighter and after a few moments, he let Aella go and looked around at rest of his teammates, noticing that apart from Noah, everyone else was injured in one way or the other.

"It seems that elves were pretty tough," He thought as Aurora agreed with him. Ray had asked Aurora to scan Nia and she revealed to him that Nia had suffered serious mana abuse and wont be able to use mana for some time while her body was riddled with grade 3 burns that only the head nurse would be able to heal.

"So in short, the elven chief is going to suffer even more," Ray was furious and that fury was going to be directed someone and right now, the best candidate for his fury was none other than the elven chief. Only if the poor elven chief knew how bad his days to come would be, he would have prayed the gods he believed to kill him more than ever.

Alas, it wasn't the era of gods as they weren't even there anymore.

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