Odyssey of the Blind God

*Bang*

A thunderous sound reverberated through the entire building as a fist smashed through a desk standing in a seemingly ordinary office.

"How is it possible that we are still not able to talk to them?? WHY are these Elves accepting some rookies, young Originals, who have no political power, but not our men?" The hoarse voice of a man in his 50s echoed through the small office. His face bore thin lines of fury while his tightly clenched hand was hovering above the once intact wooden desk that had been turned into scrap by him moments ago.

His light green eyes were usually bright but he looked livid right now as if he was ready to reduce the entire building to ruins.

"S-Sir...we have received reports that the Originals they've accepted started to converse with both sides. That should be a step closer to our goal, or not?" The female secretary, who was standing in the door frame of the office asked in a shaky voice while she trembled in fear.

"You think that is good? The Elves are arrogant and aloof. They might have learned our language, but this was more to mock us in our own language. If they won't even speak to us, what use does learning our language have??

These Originals...the report states that they're Miranda's disciples, is that correct? Tell me more about them!!" After taking a few breaths, the man in his 50s had calmed down a bit. However, his eyes were still fueled with anger.

The secretary had no idea why the President was so enraged, after all, the situation could be summarized as quite advantageous.

In her opinion, everything should be fine as long as the Elves were not hostile to mankind. Surviving was the most important, and the Elves may even be able to help them to do far more than to merely survive!

"Miranda and her disciples have received permission to enter the forest, which everyone labels as the 'Forest of Life'. But the blind Original, Nial Orin, was the first one to approach the Elves, almost immediately after the Forest of Life was fully manifested.

,m He is 19 years old and still at the Origin rank. And given the fact that his Origin awoke only a year and almost 4 months ago, his achievements are quite remarkable.

Mathias Cartel is 18 years old. He advanced to the Prym rank with an Advanced Origin ring, is in possession of two elemental affinities, highly likely to be with the [Comprehension] tag, and the reports say that it is almost certain that he possesses an Innate ability that is focused on his affinities.

Miranda and her disciples got to know each other during the Teradan military camp!

There is also a girl, who is presumed to have been accepted as a disciple by Miranda, but she left the others after the Teradan military camp ended." The secretary read a little information from a file that had been projected on a holographic screen right in front of her.

There were many detailed pieces of information, but she only read aloud the most important because the president's mood was far from great today.

"Alright, thanks. You can leave now..." The President of the Stinon alliance dismissed her with a wave of his hand.

His hands were itching and he told himself to never forget the name of the two young Originals, who made things far more difficult for him than anyone else had ever achieved. If current circumstances would have allowed it, he would have immediately traveled over to the place that had once been known as mankind's third shelter.

Unfortunately, this was impossible. He was required elsewhere and had too many tasks to take care of, to begin with, as well.

'Just where the hell did you go, Silvian? Did you abandon everything we planned just because a small obstacle appeared in your path?!' He wondered, his head flicking over to the wall to his right.

A huge and extremely old map of Jundra hung on the wall that was marked red at several spots. Red circles were drawn around the current location of mankind's shelters, and red crosses marked the area where shelters had once been located.

The map was huge, yet, there were many spots that had never been explored and it merely covered a single continent.

That was everything mankind has ever been able to explore before, let alone after the dungeon beast wreaked havoc in the peaceful life of mankind.

While the President of the Stinon alliance looked at the map of Jundra, or a portion of it, there were many other higher authorities in the other shelters who were also fuming in rage.

Numerous tables, desks, and many other pieces of furniture had been destroyed, and all of this was just because none of their subordinates had been able to converse with the Elves.

Not a single person in the government or the military had been able to walk up to the Elves, and extend a hand of friendship before they would go over to talk about business.

It was simply impossible, which was something everyone had realized by now.

Nial and Mathias' attempts to play middlemen between both sides were barely helpful, and it was far more difficult than they expected.

After all, none of the human Originals had any experience talking to a different race. They didn't know the Elves' traditions, what they were good at, and how to initiate a conversation.

Meanwhile, it looked like the Elves wanted to talk with other humans, but at the same time, this was not the case.

Only a handful of humans entered the Elves' view, and the majority of them were not accepted by the Forest of Life due to the fact that their abilities were of destructive nature.

Because the Forest of Life didn't accept them, the Elves didn't either. This was the case owing to the Forest of Life's special characteristic as judge of a character. At least, that was how the Elves labeled it and wholeheartedly agreed to its decision.

Nial pitied himself a bit for the difficulties the Forest of Life provided them. It made things far more difficult than it had to be.

'Can't they just accept some more humans in the Forest of Life, or to talk to, at the very least?!' He often asked himself.

But the Elves were stubborn. Their ideals were more important, meaning that only beautiful existences, loved by nature and mana were accepted.

Mathias and Miranda were already at the borderline of acceptance for the Elves, and it was only because of the Forest of Life's decision that they had been accepted.

The three, including Miranda, were trying very hard to create a firm bond between humans and elves. However, this was far more difficult than any of them expected at first.

Both sides had their own traditions, mindset, and ideals. Because of this, the three had to be very careful when initiating a conversation. One wrong word or just one step out of the line could lead to an argument. In such cases, it would be even more difficult to prevent anyone from jumping at each other's neck for having a completely different view about certain topics than the other side.

However, over time, Nial, Mathias, and Miranda slowly but surely learned more about the Elven race. They were getting to know their traditions, their usual behavior, and much more.

Without a second of hesitation, the three had joined Old Elf Crevian's open classes about Runiciers and Alchemists. These open classes were more for the youngest Elves, who had descended on Jundra with everyone else.

Because their departure from their home planet had been so sudden, Old Elf Crevian had joined the first batch of Elves to descend on Jundra.

He chose to teach the youngest Elves, which was why everyone was eager to learn. Nial and the others hadn't known about this but Old Elf Crevian was a remarkable person of the Elven race.

If he had been known as the Dragon Slayer before because his strength had allowed him to slaughter a Blue Dragon, the popularity he gained from attaining a terrifyingly high amount of knowledge was simply astounding.

Everyone wanted to be taught by Crevian, but he never accepted a disciple. This was also the reason why the Old Elf's classes were always overcrowded as even older Elves rushed to grab a seat and learn a lot from him.

"I cannot fathom how Elves are able to reach the Prym rank with Advanced Origin rings at the age of 10. That is crazy." Mathias mumbled quietly so that his voice only reached Miranda and Nial.

However, what Mathias didn't realize was that there were also a few Elves, who had created a Superior Origin ring at the age of 10. There weren't many Elves with such talent, but the first batch of Elves who came to Jundra was a special case as they were stronger than many of their peers.

"That is nothing. I would love to understand what Master Crevian is saying. The ways in which he inscribes runic constellations are nothing like I've ever seen before and his concoction techniques are numerous times more advanced than everything we've encountered until now!!

I wish I could understand the elven tongue. That would make things so much easier." Miranda said, ignoring Mathias's comment, and the fact that she called someone else Master despite her old age.

She was smiling brightly and was trying to understand what was going on based on every action the Old Elf did.

Yet, Nial just smiled and used his mana perception to imprint every single action of Crevian in his mind while patiently listening to everything he said.

'I can understand him well!!' Nial realized, excitement filling him.

He was not sure why that was the case but it was a fact that he could understand the elven language fairly well by now.

It hadn't been that long since they had decided to stay in the Forest of Life for three months, but Nial had already improved a lot.

And he planned to learn much more. His gains from the Forest of Life were exceptional.

Not only was the Ankh on his Odyssey seed invigorated by the Forest of Life's unique trait, but the Ankh was also changing his Odyssey seed and vice versa.

The Forest of Life allowed Miranda to look younger as well. It was a weird forest, but Nial could tell that they had gained a lot from that place.

Because the Ankh was being invigorated, it was activated every now and then, providing Nial with even more vigor.

Instead of digesting the vigor, he used it to progress the speed at which his mana veins were growing. The speed at which he progressed was rapid, and if anyone else but the Elves, his master, and Mathias were to know about it, they would be shocked.

But even his master and friend were taken aback when they sensed the terrifying mana currents that flooded Nial merely two and a half months after Nial and Mathias had become diplomats.

After spending two and a half months with them, the Elves were much more familiar and comfortable with Nial and the other two humans. They had accepted them in their group to a certain extent, and they knew how talented each of them was.

However, what nobody had expected was to see Nial create his primary Origin ring in a matter of two and a half months.

Crevian's teachings about runic constellations, the Forest of Life's mana density, the invigorating mana, the Ankh's influence, and Nial's natural talent allowed him to create his primary Origin ring in an extremely short time.

But what the Elves didn't know yet, was the fact that Nial didn't create an ordinary Advanced Origin ring or a 'weak' Superior Origin ring.

Instead, he had created a special type of Origin ring; an Ancient Origin ring!