Adventures Of A Goblin

Chapter 258 A Vortex

Perhaps they forgot to add in a way for Orun to communicate with them so he could inform them of his coming beforehand and give them time to prepare to deal with situations like this.

Or the Elves did not forget and only just decided to not add it in. Orun couldn't tell which one it was.

He could try asking Oracle if there was a way to break through the barrier, but that doesn't sound user friendly in his ears, and he doubts that the Elves will think otherwise about it.

Orun is yet to discover what kind of people the Elves really are, so doing things too rashly could end up leading to several complications for him, and he doesn't want that.

"from where I see things, we have two choices on our hands. We can either go back home or stay long enough for anyone to come through the barrier and hopefully get us into it".

Orun suggested them heading back because now that he knows what the terrain of the map looks like in person, he will now be able to use the teleportation ability to get himself here in no time.

He proposed the idea of waiting it out because he considerd it improper for them to teleport back to the desert empty handed, no knowledge or even a tiny bit of information gained other than the fact that the Elven nation is surrounded by a barrier.

After the ceremonial farewell done to see them all off, and they just appear back hours after they left? That isn't cool.

It would look like a joke, and also give the idea that the journey to the Elven nation from the desert is a short distanced one, but it isn't.

The only reason why they got here in hours is all due to the flight speed of the Wyverns. They however would not understand when told that.

Orun looked to his side in caution of the movements felt from it. The fluctuations around it dispersed, and it felt like the space was being ripped open.

Monryck and Theron who were observing Orun turned their heads to where his eyes were focused on, and they saw what was happening.

They hurried themselves to his side, standing in front of him with their bodies positioned to counter what was coming out from the ripped up space.

"stand down".

Orun sensed on form off ill will from where the space had being ripped open like a black hole inside of the mountain.

The leg came out of the space followed by a slim body measuring around a six and a half with really long pointy ears on each side.

It was a man that came out, and he was putting on a full white attire with hints of green as the inner wear, on his wrist and on his collar.

He was young as he was handsome, flaunting his dashing face with his short haircut.

The man got closer and slightly bowed his head to Orun who is being shielded by Monryck and Theron.

"i apologize for the delay. I had to wait to see if you were being trailed before I could reveal myself".

His voice was filled with unconditional respect toward Orun, the kind that he had never been treated with by an outsider ever before, except for Theron who he helped break his tribe's curse.

It had Orun on edge concerning why an outsider would treat him with such respect, and even going so far as bowing to him before apologizing.

"your apology is accepted".

Orun though still surprised knew he had to keep up appearances as one who is set to lead a race.

He spoke to the elf with dignity befitting a leader, and had an expression that brought out his charismatic side.

"i am the elder of the Ilenon Clan with the name of Torsys, and I shall be your escort that will lead you to the nation of the elves".

Torsys once again bowed his head before Orun, putting even Theron and Monryck in confusion at his excess display of respect toward him.

Orun on the other hand was unshaken by it. He has programmed his mind to he ready for anything and even though he was caught unaware the first time Torsys bowed to him, he does not plan on letting it repeat itself.

"i am Orun, leader of the monster kind and ruler of...."

Orun stopped himself for a second to think about what should be used to introduce the area that he rules over.

Calling it a desert does not exactly bring out its appeal. If anything, it does the opposite of that.

The desert is well on its way to becoming a place where monster kind can be free, but it isn't there yet, and does he really plan on having his nation be referred to as a nation of monsters?

"I am Orun, ruler of the monster kind. On my left side is Monryck, leader of the Minotaur specie and on my right side is Theron, a member of the Trolls specie".

Orun could not find the perfect word to describe the land he rules over just yet, so he changed his whole form of introduction as ruler of monsters rather than a leader.

Even though they both have the same meaning, the weight they carry when spoken shows how different the two words can be.

He introduced Monryck and Theron by having his hand point out which one was which as he mentioned their names.

"very well then Lord Orun, I shall now bring you and your subordinates through the barrier".

Torsys bowed his head before getting it back up and turning his body toward the barrier.

He reached out his hand on the barrier and created a vortex, the kind that he had come out from.

"please, you can all go in now".

He said, moving aside with his hand honorable stretched out like he was leading the way for Orun to pass through.

"i don't think that is going to be big enough to fit them in".

Orun has no plan om leaving the Wyverns outside here while they go in. The vortex was only big enough to fit in Monryck, so he was quick to point to the Wyverns, making it known to Torsys.

"you have nothing to worry about. As long as they go in, the barrier will open up for them to fit their bodies in".

"i see!".

Orun having heard that, made his first step through the barrier while getting himself for anything.

The excess respect he was given was not enough to let his guard down around him.