Blood Elf Monarch

Chapter 204 - Report

Tristan returned back to Caerleon, quickly calling a meeting with Uriel and Gazef. 

First things first, he needs to report that the Forlorn Kingdom was the one responsible for the murder of the previous Arcadian mayor. Aside from that, the fact that Tristan had just killed off 50 of their warriors was something that needed to be reported to the capital quickly. 

Uriel then carried out a black wooden box, inside of which had three stones. All of them were communication devices that had been provided to the group by the kingdom for matters of emergency. 

The red marking stones served as a direct communication method to the capital of Arcadia, while the other two were able to contact the two towns that were closest to them, which were Erantell and Falkreath. The purpose of all these devices was to maintain a steady stream of communication between the towns.

Uriel immediately used the one with red markings on it to report about what had happened. Usually, it took about an hour before they would receive an answer.

"Uriel," Tristan started. "What if I wished to communicate to queen Leena of the Vanyar directly?"

Tristan had a feeling that if he wanted to deal with the Forlorn forces, he would need more backup from the Vanyar. They were, after all, holding the princess of Vanyar hostage.

Uriel said that he actually did have one communication stone that could directly contact one of the Vanyar elders. The trouble was that he left the stone at Erantell, he was after all came here to this town without much packing.

The other option was to still use the red mark stone as a way of leaving a message for the queen through the arcadian capital and later the capital could contact the queen of Vanyar for him.

Uriel explained the processes of the communication network with pride, as this was a subject that he had keen knowledge about. 

Fortunately, when it came in terms of technological development, Earthlink was at least a hundred years more advanced in matters of convenient communication devices. Almost every human on earth has one, some even have a few.

Although the communication stone on Tristan's hand had magical properties, this device alone was not very efficient; it worked at most just like a pager, which was a hundred years old obsolete technology. 

While waiting for an answer from the capital, Tristan decided to find more information about the Forlorn kingdom and the individual the elves had mentioned, the highly revered Prince Janus. 

When he broached the topic, Uriel was more than happy to explain.

Mirkwood, Vanyar, Forlorn and Ithilien. Those were the 4 wood elf kingdoms that resided in the Evergreen Forest. Mirkwood being the largest, Vanyar the most influential, Ithilien the most mysterious, and Forlorn the strongest.

"What?! The strongest? These Forlorn are the strongest, that's bad, really Bad!!" Tristan was about to scold Uriel not to mention this before attacking them.

Uriel calmly answered

"Don't worry, these titles became famous a thousand years ago before the Arcadian kingdom began to flourish. At the moment, they are at about the same level as the Vanyar."

This definitely make Tristan abit calmer, but then thinking about the strength of the Vanyar he once again anxious

When talking about strength, For elves it is mostly taking into account the number of Yinto, the nobles, Yuri the warriors and Yento elves that were present in each kingdom.

The Mirkwood had twice the overall number of elves, with a population of over 10,000. Despite this, though, more than 90% of them were peaceful Yenti elves who preferred to not engage with the frivolous issues of the outside world.

Meanwhile, the Vanyar and Forlorn elves these days had about the same number of Yuri warrior class elves, which was a little above 1000 elven warriors.

To be more clear about their strength, to compare, today Tristan killed 50 out of 1000 of them, as well as capturing one of their elders, the elven Yinto noble. 

"1000?! Of those warriors?! That's a lot of elven warriors, how many men do you think the capital would send for this matter?" Asked Tristan incredulously. The previous battle he had just won, took one third of his forces. He definitely needs reinforcement from the capital for this

Surprisingly, It was Gazef the head guard who supplied him with an answer.

"I am sorry to interrupt my lord... But I believe there won't any troops will be sent from capital for this"

Hearing the words coming from Gazef, Uriel turned to him and grinned before Tristan demanded him to explain. 

"What do you mean by that, Gazef?

Gazef appear more serious than usual when he explains

"In the last 10 years I have become a head guard, such conflicts between the Arcadians and the elves have happened a few times." He looked the mayor in the eye as he continues

"But after all I had seen, the conflicts have never actually accumulated into a real war or battle. The conflict usually died down fast without any reprimand to the elves"

Tristan was dumbstruck and had momentarily gone completely silent.

"What is going on, Uriel? What am I missing?!"

Uriel seemed hesitant at first, but afterward, he said, "You could say that most of the conflict between the Arcadians with the elves mostly ended with the humans being at fault, this is the way it always been"

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

As this was happening, the stone with red marking that was resting inside the black wood box lit up.

Uriel took it out of the box. The message had finally reached them. As he passed over the stone to Tristan's palm, he smiled.

"Here, listen to this reply from the capital."

[Information received, do not act further, an investigation will be held, release elven prisoners right away]

"What the fuck is this, Uriel?! They murdered the mayor, came to threaten us and demanded things, and now you're telling me we are not allowed to retaliate but instead we are supposed to release them? What about Serene?! What about my wife!"

"Calm down!" The fat elf seems panicked with Tristan's response and continues "that's the way it is in here, as for your wife, they will never hurt her. Like always, the king will send envoys to both Vanyar and Forlorn regarding this matter. Like the message just said, do not act any further!"

Upon hearing this, Tristan's anger boiled over. He was red in the face and furious upon hearing Uriel's urge for him to calm down. 

"Fuck! Fuck the king. Let me see the prisoner!"