Chapter 26

Son-con – Vol . 3 Ch . 26

“Fuu… Fuu…”

Her red eyes stared intently at her prey who was struggling as she strangled its neck . She formed a fireball in her right hand and slammed it onto the face before her . A wind wall was formed at the moment of explosion which kept the blood and brains of her prey from flying all over the place . Her long emerald dress which represented life wasn’t stained with a single drip of blood .

Vyvyan tossed his corpse in her grasp away, walked up to an individual who had his limps snapped and was hung up on a tree, reached her hand out and dragged him down . He cried desperately, begging for mercy in humanity’s language, and a foul stench from his pants exuded into the air . Vyvyan threw him onto the ground with her hand, then stepped on his face with one foot, and took in a deep breath .

“Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! I’ll tell you everything! Someone hired us . We were employed… Aaahh!!”

He grabbed his broken right arm and cried out . Vyvyan ripped his arm off and tossed it aside . Her blood-red eyes looked like they were dripping blood . She bent over at her waist, looked at his face and slowly said: “I don’t care why you came here, and I don’t care who sent you . I’m killing you because you hurt my son . You want to be spared after hurting my son?”

A strike of lightning came down and after a painful cry, all that remained on the ground was the carcass of a human, charcoal and smoke . Vyvyan violently waved her hand and a group of people fell down from the tree . They kicked their legs as they desperately tried to free themselves from the invisible rope around their throats . An instant after, the sound of bones cracking could be heard . Nobody moved as they hung from the tree . Vyvyan whistled to a group of crows circling the sky above . Vyvyan looked at them and aggressively waved her head . The crows rushed down for a meal looking ecstatic before they began to shred the corpses .

Vyvyan took in a deep breath and closed her eyes . If I had to use an example, Vyvyan was basically like a living detective as she scanned the forest with a panoramic view through her eyes . Not a single living human silhouette was missed . She saw two bodies sitting inside a cave . She assumed it was her son and Lucia so she didn’t panic . Instead, she tried to locate more assassins in the forest and found three groups .

Vyvyan opened her eyes . Her blood-red eyes showed her irresistible urge to kill . Vyvyan is by no means a kind, forgiving person . She killed many during the war for her son . She has the image of a loving mother in the eyes of her people but she appears as a demon of destruction in the eyes of her enemies . It had been a long time since she exhibited the murderous tendencies of the Galadriel tribe . She had lived with the identity of a mother for a long time . However, the blood and cries of pain stirred her instinct as a hunter . She didn’t rush to find her son because she confirmed that he had Lucia by his side . She instead focused on killing all the enemies within the forest .

Vyvyan vanished in an instant . When she reappeared, loud cries of despair before the enemies died could be heard throughout… .

I think mom wasn’t aware that I was injured at the time . She was also mistaken . The one who sat by my side wasn’t Lucia, but Mera, who wanted to kill me .

Lucia was crawling in the shrubs at the same time . She carefully trained her eyes on the white silhouette before her and suppressed her heart beat .

“Fu… Fu… Fu…”

Lucia stared so intently it seemed like her eyes were going to pop out . She intently watched the white silhouette . The strong looking silhouette of the white deer king was taking a stroll in the grass area . A few white deer politely followed by its side as they vigilantly watched their surroundings . Lucia took in a deep breath, and calmed her excited and anxious heart down . She was wild with joy . Her excitement and hunger made everything before her look dark .

She held her breath to slow her heart rate down . She then took out her bow and arrow, and aimed at the tall physique of the white deer king . Its heart isn’t too far down from its neck . Lucia was familiar with the anatomy of white deer because she had killed many before . If she could hit its heart at this distance, she could pierce its heart .

Everything before Lucia’s eyes looked dark . She found that it took all her strength to pull the string on her bow due to her hunger and fatigue . She took aim twice, but had to put it down each time and rub her eyes . The problem didn’t lie with her eyes though . She was just too weakened .

Lucia looked at her shaking hands and firmly told herself: “Calm down… Calm down…”

She took in another deep breath and held it, but the dark sight appeared again . The white deer king’s tall and large body was like a patch of white clouds . Lucia quietly chanted an ancient hunting song and released her hand .

The white deer looked up . Their sensitive senses detected danger but it was too late . The arrow flew through the air and toward the white deer king that had its head down as it ate the grass… .

“Your highness, you should be aware what the name, Galadriel means, right? Forget it . I shall tell you directly . Perhaps the Galadriel you refer to is different to the one I refer to . ”

Mera sat by my side, looked into my eyes and with a smile said: “The elves were not unified in the past . Elves were formerly separated by tribes and groups . Wars among tribes and groups over territory and other reasons were commonly waged . That was the warring period for elves . During that era, an elf would die to another elf daily . What everybody was actually fighting over was the rights to the holy spring . The holy spring is the source of life for elves, and also the purest source of mana . Whoever controlled it would rule all the elven tribes, so it was a necessity to rule it . ”

I wasn’t aware of the things Mera told me .

“Afterwards, one tribe conquered another, and began to grow thereafter, eventually occupying the holy springs . However, they didn’t stop there . They defeated the other scattered elven tribes and forced them to either submit or be destroyed . The tribes that didn’t submit were slaughtered . The elves that escaped spread out in the forests . Said tribe then sent guards into the forests to search for escapees and kill any they encountered . ”

Mera licked her teeth and stroked her face . She ran her cold right hand across my face . I couldn’t feel anything, but if I could, I imagine it would’ve felt colder than a snake slithering across .

“Yes, I am referring to the Galadriel tribe . You probably do not believe me, your highness . Her highness may be benevolent and kind, however, when faced with someone unwilling to submit, she will not show any mercy . I would even say that she is cruller than others . Her highness was able to treat us all with equality . She regathered all of us . However, we had to submit to her . She showed kindness to those that submitted . However, if she were to face me in my current situation, she would behead me without any hesitation . ”

“Countless elves died at the hands of the Galadriel tribe . The Galadriel tribe killed half of the elves that existed back then . However, the first generation king of the Galadriel tribe is someone we revere as a hero . Do you know why? It is because there is no king who is crowned without resorting to violence . Benevolence is a virtue for a king . However, the most crucial component is to have the power to protect that benevolence, and to acquire that power, you must be willing to kill . ”

She took a step back to look at me . She smiled bitterly and said: “You should be an outstanding king because you are innately kind . You will bestow us with warmth and kindness as long as we submit to you . However, your highness, as you have seen, kindness cannot convince everybody submit to you . Being able to display benevolence while being able to resolutely kill and conquer are fundamental traits a king requires . And thus, though blood may be spilled for thousands of miles on top of tens of thousands of corpses, it is still considered heroic . ”

“I apologise, your highness… Perhaps it is pointless for me to tell you this… You will not become the king I yearn for . But since you once asked me what would make a suitable king, I believe I have answered your question . Treat your people with benevolence, and face your enemies with your blade . I too, will not have the life I yearned for… My tribe teamed up with the humans to seek vengeance on you and her highness . If I were to disobey them, my family and my last tribe members will be killed . I know I am being very selfish, and am aware I have betrayed you . I do not hope that you will forgive me, for a king shall not forgive a traitor . I shall now free you… . ”

Mera smiled and crawled onto me . She gently kissed me on my lips . Her fragrant tongue circled around in my mouth once . She then bit down on my lip hard and retreated before finally pick up her dagger from the ground .