Re: Elf Prince—A Degenerate's Second Chance-Chapter 75. It’s Beautiful

75. It’s Beautiful

Eryndor slowed his pace as he stayed to realise how strange the noises sounded. He could tell it was a battle, and the sound of earth was enough to confirm that the possibility of an earth mage was high and he did not want to go against one.

He was vaguely aware of his negligence to the other elements of magic like water, earth and also air which head neglected the most and that was all because he wanted to master flame magic. Still facing against earth which was a very solid element compared to flame would be a problem. What he wanted to do more than ever was to observe the scene before intervening and he prayed tha the would be no reason for him to intervene.

A loud female scream caused him to pause and almost run into a tree. King came to a halt a few meters before him and wined at his master. Snow also sensed something strange in their masters inner self and since she had a deeper connection to him she felt it tugging wildly.

This was a feeling Eryndor had long since forgotten, his body trembled for a bit before calming down. His eyes almost watered, what awakened withing the young elf prince was not a righteous zeal to save a damsel of distress neither was it the need to offer an helping hand.

What sounded like a frightened screamed sounded to the young elf prince like a melodic harmony that caused his heart to dance. The tears were starting to form in his eyes once more and he let them, "Is that the voice of a female?" He asked in a shaky voice. "I’ve forgotten what it sounded like. It’s beautiful."

Having spent roughly over four years on the ice mountains since his departure from the elf empire Eryndor had forgotten what a woman’s voice sounded like, he had also forgotten what a woman like, what they felt like. His mind went back to the times when he was still young and would do a lot of perverted thing to the maids that tended to him and in their baths.

Thinking back to it, the condiments of a woman was what greeted him when he had first arrived in this world. Their talents and special qualities, the love, the journey, the freedom to do as he wanted without consequences.

Eryndor raised his hands before him and tried to imitate a squeezing motion and trembled, he had long since forgotten what a woman’s oranges felt like. Staying with beasts and a crinkly old man for so long had made him blind to what he had lost. Spending all his time training he had at times felt that something was missing and at the moment he finally realised what it was.

In simple terms it was "women" the jewels of the world. The very precious counterpart of his species that he so cherished, in his old life he had none but coming to a fantasy world he had a wide variety of them. But losing his status he had lost them all, Eryndor gnashed his teeth at this thought. He was determined to change this, he would go to wherever this woman was and save her, this would be the first time he would see a woman in four years and not even the gods themselves would get in his way.

"Snow..." He started in a deep male voice he had never once used before. "Find me this damsel that causes me so much distress, I must obey this summons from the heavens."

Snow eyes her master from the sky but complied and led the way to the space of the battle. The speed at which Eryndor moved through the forest was uneven, as much as he would like to I crease his speed, being unfamiliar with the terrain caused him to trip and stumbled over roots vines and huge rocks.

He soon started to adapt to the noise as the sounds of blades became clearer and he soon appeared in an open space filled with rubble, cracks on the floor and two figures. One was had a sword in his chest and the other soaked in blood.

Moments earlier Garult as closed in on the beastial and smashed at her neck with a well practiced routine built over years of practice. It was well withing Garult’s expectation if she blocked his attack or made a counter attack on the spot, whatever she would pull he was ready but apparently he had no way to be prepared for what the beastial had in store for him.

As the blade reached an inch from her neck the strangest thing happened. One second she was stanant and unmoving and the next second Garult’s blade was cutting through thin air and that was not the strangest thing. The beastial appeared a second later not behind Garult, not staging another attack but instead standing on the side of his blade which was still in its cutting motion. She was crouched down as she swiftly pulled out two sickles from the hip side of her suit and aimed to cut off his head. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Garult’s eyes widened at the speed at which she vanished, he gave if the presence and power of a real beast and he feared that he was dead the moment she drew her sickle. He could not get feel her weight on his blade and he suspected that this had to do with two reasons. The first was that she was lightless as a feather and the second was that she was simply moving too fast for his body to adapt.

Garult gulped down and pulled his blade back avoiding her attack, she back flipped and before she could land he was before her with a wide grin on her face. "Die bitch.

The beastial simply snorted and raised one eye and spoke confidence. "You lose, vermin."

As she says this Garult’s body comes to an unnatural halt and he feels the need to throw up which he does just not from his head. His head tilted to one side and blood shot out of the huge gash on the side of his neck like a water spray. She held her sickles by her side blood dripping down the sides of it. The blood shot into the air and bathed her in it just as his head fell cleanly off his body.

Her eyes softened for a bit but then hardened as she felt a strange ball of energy coming her way, she tried to sense the direction it came from but the energy vanished shortly after.

"What was that?" She asked and a second later a new figure burst out of the forest with the force of a raging bull.

She instantly identified him to be the source of the energy and a potential assassin from the party she had just attacked but how had she missed him earlier. What threw her off was Elise’s scream. "Run away, she’ll kill you!!"

The beastial looked at the new figure and thought. Why would she warn him? Is he not part of her group, if he’s not then who is he and what purpose it has here for?