LXXV: End of the war.

The humans had a very high morale due to the series of achievements and victories they were gaining in their continuous battles against the elves even this morale was slowly turning into a sort of arrogant feeling because of the "ease" with which they were gaining their merits. 

Everything changed when the elven queen began to act. It was a surprise for the humans to see the always cultured and respectable elves behaving in such a despicable manner as if they had never seen elves behaving as despicably as they did. 

Magic traps, fake supplies that were explosive, poisoning water sources, using magical creatures as cannon fodder, nightly harassment, false intelligence, and even human hostages that were then released only to explode, release a curse, or unleash a poisonous cloud when finally taken into custody. 

It was as if all the war potential the elves had retained had been unleashed in an instant. Even the elves began to use different weapons, and it seemed that their favorite choice was explosives. Battlefields, no matter what, were ruined with craters caused by these new weapons of mass destruction.

The worst moment was when, in an important battle, they released strange fungal spores that devoured the flesh of the fallen to spread and form fungal beings with quite powerful magical abilities, besides exploding when they were defeated and releasing more spores. 

They even began to use flying mounts, flying magic, and even some flying magical objects, all to carry out attacks and night raids, constantly harassing the human camp. 

Sure, the humans soon adapted more and more, but the elves began to use the familiarity they had with the forest to play more and more dirty and shameless tricks, it's like a strange reminiscence of a certain human war, where a certain country invaded the lands of another country and thought they would win.

Until they were struck by a bush that was just that. Tunnels made with magic and protected from detection were the bread and butter, when humans wanted to hunt an elf, it would mysteriously disappear under the ground and never be found.

Yes, humans tried to enter those tunnels, and after enduring curses, traps, and even sneak attacks, they realized that the tunnels led nowhere unless you knew how to move like them, something even the elves did not master, they were only guided by certain devices that their species could use. 

Yes, they started to put locks on their creations, even a simple potion required you to be an elf to open it properly, and if you tried to force it it would explode in your hand, they had become so addicted to explosions that they started to innovate a lot in that area. 

Seone had never felt so uncomfortable in a fight as he had a few days ago, an elf bastard came up with a form of swordsmanship that depended entirely on the use of explosions, a slash, an explosion, a jump, an explosion, and even a guard, an explosion.

He was injured the first time because he didn't expect that when he clashed swords with that guy, an explosion would hit his face. And even though he beat him, the elf escaped by using explosions as a means of escape. Something so surreal was communicated to the army commanders. 

At first, they thought it was something peculiar to this elf, an obsessed madman who had created a martial art out of his eagerness to incorporate explosions into his fighting style. But soon other swordsmen of this art appeared. Even archers with explosive arrows, mass users, spears, hammers, and any weapon with explosions. 

Even assassinations had more chances to succeed, because rarely did anyone expect a stab in the kidney followed by an explosion. It was so much use of explosions that it forced humans to create defenses against it, but after being taken by surprise many times and suffering casualties. 

But it was as if they had injected stimulants into the elven imagination, they even began to provoke favorable environments for them, such as rain. But not just any rain, they made the clouds drop drops of flammable oil. 

Imagine you are fighting in a battle, it starts to rain, but you don't care, you are used to fighting in such weather, but now you feel strange and you smell it, what is raining is not just rainwater, it is something flammable. Then you see the sadistic smile of the elf you fought before he bathed you in fire and roasted you alive. 

The elves also had technical reserves that they began to use in warfare, not for nothing could they live so long and even travel the skies. The first magical cannons came from their side, bringing down the morale of the humans and proving to them that the elves could be, and were, dangerous. 

Even when Jack, a being who could play with time, began to use his royal abilities, he had to face the Elf Queen herself, who stopped him in his tracks. Proving that her power was great enough to be unaffected by time. 

This was a severe blow to the human army, the participation of such a powerful being completely turned the tables on this war, setting back the progress made by humanity to the point that they were about to be expelled from the forest, but well, it is not that they had planned to end the war so early when it was planned. 

But the blow was such that at the beginning of the ninth month since the beginning of the games and this show, the humans decided to end the war, but they had already achieved more than they could. The armistice called for a new peace treaty, talks between the leaders of both countries and the acquisition of advanced technology by humanity. 

What? The war could end just like that if the higher leaders wanted it to. Although the payment to the elves was a bit expensive, and even they could not get the blood of the terrible monsters on the human side, at least they got not only a respite but also a bit more relevance. 

It had been a long time since the elves had bared their fangs, and now that the elves who lived in this forest had done so, the other lands became more aware of the elves closest to them. 

But weren't there people who wanted to get involved in this conflict? If the war had continued, they might have come and participated in it, but this continent was obscenely huge, and even with a good level of strength, traveling long distances was a true hell. 

Marcus and the tail that followed him, Leona, had barely made it to Sunflower City when they heard that the war was over, but they had no real desire to participate. 

Marcus felt the attraction of a being of his kind, one stronger and older than him, calling him and practically forcing him to come closer, that's why he ended up in this place. Meanwhile, Leona just wanted to find strong enemies to fight. 

Today was the day the defeated but triumphant human army returned. Yes, they lost miserably due to the final comeback of the elves, but they gained many advantages. They trained strong soldiers, outstanding knights, and powerful mages. 

They were able to bring out the hidden jewels among them, giving everyone who participated in the conflict and survived valuable experience that would help them become outstanding humans in the future. 

"Hmm, I smell dragons nearby, could it be that girl with the title?" asked an excited Leona to a bored Marcus, both present in the crowd watching the return of their war heroes.

Golden Dragon of Humanity. That was a title that even she had heard during her journey to this city, if this woman had the word 'dragon' in her title, it meant that she was related to them, didn't it? That got her excited, she wanted to wrestle Marie to see if she was strong, yes she was...

Drool fell from the pink-haired girl's mouth as she imagined her confrontation with someone who might be strong and could give her a good fight. She was discouraged that her new friend Marcus was always reluctant to fight and she was already looking forward to a good fight. 

Something burned inside of her that urged her to fight, to use more of her magic, something that complemented her quirky personality very well, so she just went with the flow. She didn't care that overusing her magic would irreparably turn her into a dragon, she wanted to be strong, so becoming one of the supreme lords of all fantasy works didn't suit her at all.

"I don't know, I don't care, I don't even want to be here, they're forcing me," Marcus said with an exhausted sigh, he was tired of so much traveling, so much fighting with Leona and so much uncertainty. 

Who had used his superiority to lure him here? He was powerful, no doubt, but he didn't know if it was dangerous for him or not, anyway, he was resigned, because even if he had refused, this person would have come after him and well, he didn't want to spend his possible last moments under constant pressure and fear. 

"Cheer up, who knows, maybe this creature just wants to talk to you, aren't nine-tailed foxes rare in every story? 

Even in Yuyu Hakusho, Kurama was the only one of his species, and we're talking about the fact that even Yusuke had an ancestor of his species, one that relies on passing on its genes through inactive generations," Leona explained calmly, it was annoying to have to live with someone powerful but so shy. 

Inwardly, she lamented, the guy was incredibly handsome, and she would have easily slept with him if he had at least shown a shred of desire to fight with her, but the guy was a level 100 apathetic, she didn't like that, so there was never a spark between them beyond an unlikely friendship between them. 

"Well, still, I just want to see who the hell he is, I swear I'll complain if he's a stinking old fox. If it's a busty fox girl with a mature air, maybe it's not so bad," even when he said something so lewd, Marcus' expression was bored, he was tired of the situation he was in.

"Well, but you have to prove to her that you're alive, you know, in this mood, not even the last woman in the world would want to sleep with you," Leona criticized her friend's current state not so subtly, making him sigh again.

But at least there was an improvement in his mood, a mischievous smile with an expression that would remind anyone of a fox about to do some kind of mischief. Wow, this guy had a natural charm as a nine-tailed fox that seemed to be deeply ingrained in him. 

Just as they were about to continue their conversation, the crowd became animated; apparently, the contingent of soldiers who had gone to war had already returned, bringing with them two presences that made them wear different expressions. Leona smiled like a madwoman and showed her fangs, while Marcus showed a worried face. 

He was worried because he felt the presence that had attracted him here, this powerful being, and most of all he felt its gaze on his body, making him feel cold. Although there was a hint of confusion in his eyes, he felt more curiosity and? lust. in the gaze, he felt.

It wasn't a pervert who had lured him here, was it?

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Today 11 is my birthday, yeeehi c: 

Also, please read my original novel My Magical Daily Life, maybe is your cup of tea.