Chapter 17 THE HIDEOUT

Somewhere inside a large cave. It was filled with tents. Tents were divided into four areas with paths made of lamps and borders. All tents have a bonfire in front of them. The single glacé was enough to understand that the site was divided according to four different races of goblin, orcs, ogres, and elves.

Orcs and ogres were like wild animals who don't know manners and civics, while goblins were organized like they knew how to live in a Group. At last, the most outstanding race was undoubtedly was Elven race. Their way of living and behaviour were somehow way better than most of the human civilization.

Om, who was unconscious until now, woke up and found himself surrounded by many figures of the same races who abducted him. A voice of an old man echoed in Om's head.

"What is your purpose coming in this broken fragment of a dying universe."

Om looked around but couldn't find the messenger. To him was the goblin who was wearing the undead deer's skull. Om looked at the ground and smiled. He replied, "I was always part of this world, while you people are the intruders."

"Do you really think you are in a position to joke with us. Behave human."

"You started to joke with me. You are not the king of the forest. There are two other more powerful entities present here. Your weak race will never be able to conquer anything here until they are here."

"You are right those beast kings are way more powerful than us but still, they are wild beasts with just brawl, no brains, and we are like poison. We will kill them slowly without direct combat."

Om took a quick glance at the goblin near him. He quickly sent a message to Yama, "now we know our real enemy."

Yama replied, "my lord! Now, what is the plan?"

An old man with as white as a snow beard appeared from the crowd. He was wearing white rob with black embroidery. His head was decorated with a crown. He was the king of the elves. On his appearance, everyone present there kneeled. Om understood that he was not only the king of elves, but also leading other races present there.

Om replied to Yama, "I want to observe more here. You can observe the other two rulers."

Yama kneeled, "as you command, My lord."

Old, standing near the cage, "human, what are you thinking. There is no fear in your eyes, even surrounded by this many enemies."

"Why do I fear you? If you wanted to kill me, you could have done it by now." Om laughed.

"Although, you are just born. You are a smart young man." The old man also laughed.

(note:- according to elven lifespan, Om who was around 20 is just born.)

Om changed his expression. His look was similar to how he was when fighting with Yama. He asked, "now answer me, what do you want from me."

The old man answered, "the time of your appearance, appearance of those powerful undead and finally, the recently released pressure that almost covered the entirety of the forest, what is your relation with those undead and that pressure."

Om didn't answer old man's question and instead ask him, "are you people the one behind the conspiracy between herbivores and carnivores."

Old turned away from the cage and answered, "you are right."

Om asked, "Why?"

The old man taunted Om, "you are not worthy."

Om ignored him. He slept on the floor, "I'm exhausted. Don't disturb me."

Irritated from Om's behaviour, all those elven assassins who were spared by the king of Vanaras- Sugriva, surrounding the cage which Om was in.

"How dare you disrespect our king, human."?

Put your weapons down. He can kill you anytime if he'd like to. Look at him. How calm he is. let him do anything he wants and don't go close to him. No matter what." ordered the old elven king.

All elven assassins vanished from there. While the king walked away between the crowd.

Om was acting like he was sleeping. In reality, he was observing ring everything happening inside the cave. His cage was in the middle of all the cave. After a while, children of all four races started to gather around the cage. They were staring at him like people watch look at the animals in the zoo.

Om noticed that similar to how elder male or female treat the elves as a supreme race, kids to treat elven kids with respect. Some kids were older than Om in reality. A boy came near Om and threw a fruit at him, "hey! You dirty creature. You must be feeling proud right, you are in my presence. I, the youngest prince of the elven empire."

(My apologies:- I apologize for the massive absence. Due to some personal reason, I was unable to produce the chapter. From now on, there will be regular updates.)