73 The Dark Elves (2/2)

Even as a human, I am a guest, and as one who is favoured by the Goddess, they will not harm me.

Well, if they tried, they will find that I am not a pushover.

My power will work on them since they are mortals. They will age. And they will die.

It is simply the natural order. I am the master of that natural order.

No body fuck with time!

As I follows Elune while staring a little bit at her swaying butt, I could feel the extremely dense magical energy flows through me unhindered.

If my body has a magical core or magical pathways or something similar, the magical energy would be absorbed into my being, strengthening me, powering me and allowing me to cast magic.

Sadly, I don't have any mean of storing or producing magical energy in my body. I was born on Earth, to a pair of muggles after all.

”Is there a way for me to use magic, Elune?”

I question casually.

Although I am not very interested in the magic of the elves since they draw their magical power from the world instead from within themselves, I am still curious.

There might be some uses to that, which I may have not thought of yet.

Besides, the way the elves casted and activated magic is similar to consuming manastones, so it could still prove very useful for the creation of magictech.

Magictech just bypasses some of the necessary sciences and mathematics, giving me some awesome toys to play with.

Alex and Hans have managed to create a magic capacitor, which sucks magical energy up like a sponge and then releases it steadily. Sounds a lot like manastones, but pure technology.

No runes or anything of the sort necessary.

Those two impresses me greatly. I will find some more brains for them to collaborate. More brains are better. I am talking about scientists, not actual brains.

Hammond uses their theory on magical energy to build a temporal container, which can capture and contain temporal energy.

That is just awesome.

Too bad the damn thing doesn't work most of the time. He will figure it out eventually. And when he does, I think I will have enough power to open temporal rift on my own.

”I am unsure if there is a way, Master. But if there is, the elders will surely know. They have lived for a very, very long time.”

I nod and scan the treelines, but I am unable to find any elves hiding within.

They are shrouded by a camouflage spell or something.

Selene helps me locate all the dark elves hidden up there with infrared sensor. At least technology still works here, giving me an edge.

And they are susceptible to laser blasts just like Elune did during our little spar.

”Greeting, the one who is favoured by the Goddess.”

The five elders greet me after I entered the huge room nested inside the tree. They are not crones like I have imagined. They are still quite old though – about in their 60s if they are humans.

The room is quite large, considering how big the damn tree is.

I swear I could fit an entire house inside here.

Also, I am able to understand them because of Selene.

”Greeting, esteems elders of the dark elves. My name is Maximilien Maxwell. Since we are on a very good term, please address me as Max or Mr. Maxwell. Whichever you prefer. May I know your names in return?”

The elders are shocked, learning of the fact that I have just spoke in their language fluently.

”Please leave us to speak with the one who is favoured by the Goddess, Elune of Whisperwind Clan.”

Elune nods and excuses herself.

”I will be waiting for you outside, Master.”

”Okie.”

I response and face the five elders.

Despite their extreme ages, I can tell that they manage to retain some of their natural beauties. I think they are about 15,000 years old, give or take a few centuries.

This is one of my other sensory. I can tell how much time passes for an object or a person.

”I have a name, please use it, esteem elders.”

I point out. I didn't like being called the one who favoured by the Goddess.

”Please forgive us, Mr. Maxwell. We are previously unsure whether Elune of Whisperwind had actually been summoned by the Goddess herself. The Goddess has not spoken to us for a while now. My name is Eliana of Shadowsong.”

Each of the elders give me their name – all starting with E.

I think it has to do with their language or something.

And by a while, they mean the last 5,000 years – holy fuck!

That is a while huh?

”I see. I suppose the Goddess might be busy cuddling with her boyfriend or someone of the sort. Who knows. Anyway, what can I do for you? Perhaps return your youth, maybe?”

I response calmly.

The elders blink in unison. It is probably not one of the reasons why they have brought me here. They did not know about my power at all.

”You can do that?”

One of the elders asked. She looks like she won't have long left to live. Morality is a bitch after all. And towards the end of their lives, anyone is fearful of death.

”Sure, but it is not for free though.”

I response with a smile, thinking of what kind of outrageous price I can charge them.

So much devious thought run through my mind.