Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate

"You are begging the wrong person, Maggots," Avernus scoffed at the Elves who were doing their best to beg for their lives. "If you don't grovel in front of my Master and sincerely ask for forgiveness after I count to ten, I will start killing people. One… Two… Three…"

"Forgive us! We were wrong!"

"Please, have mercy! We only wanted to protect our village from outsiders!"

"It is the tradition in our village to not allow any race aside from Elves to enter our village. Forgive us!"

"Please, show us mercy!"

Avernus, who heard the Elves plead for forgiveness, was instantly annoyed. They were not sincerely begging for forgiveness.

Instead, they were indirectly telling their Master that he was in the wrong and that they were simply upholding the traditions of their village.

"It seems that all of you still don't understand your situation," Avernus stated. "I told you to sincerely beg for my Master's forgiveness, and not say EXCUSES!"

Once again, Avernus unleashed his Dragon's Fear, and this time, he didn't hold back.

All the Elves in front of him started to puke and froth due to the extreme pressure that he was releasing.

Even Ammar wasn't spared from this.

The Dracolich's intention was clear. If they don't fall in line, he would force them to fall in line.

"I apologize for my disrespectful words," the Guard Captain, whom Lux named as Villager A begged as he fought hard to suppress the fear that was bubbling inside his chest. "I had eyes but failed to see your greatness. I was blinded by my pride…"

"Um, you forgot to say that my Master is more Handsome than any Elf in this lowly village of yours. Also, make sure to mention how stupid you all are, and that you are lower than pigs," Avernus commented. "Start from the beginning."

"I-I apologize, this… lowly pig… had been very disrespectful," Villager A said as tears and snot flowed out from his eyes and nose. "We were all… stupid for not realizing your greatness. I have never… seen someone… as handsome as you, Young Master, in my entire life."

Avernus nodded. "Not bad. Now, all of you say the same thing as he did. If my Master forgives you then I will allow you all to live. However, make no mistake. You are going to compensate my Master for your insolence.

"If he isn't happy with your hospitality, then I will make sure that no one else will experience your hospitality."

Avernus had been an arrogant Dragon ever since he was born. Of course, he had every right to be arrogant since he had the strength to back it up.

He was also very happy because even though his Master had remained a kind person, he had also changed to be someone who would not allow others to treat him as a doormat.

Because of this, the Dracolich was more than happy to do the dirty work for Lux and make everyone who dared to disrespect him understand that they were messing with the wrong person.

All the Elves repeated the first Elf's words and asked for the Half-Elf's forgiveness over and over again. They even competed with each other on praising Lux's handsome looks, making the Half-Elf have a hard time preventing the corner of his lips from twitching.

After nearly thirty minutes of this farce, the Half-Elf decided to forgive them for their transgressions.

"Can I now enter your village?" Lux asked.

"Of course!" Ammar replied in a heartbeat. "We will show you the hospitality of Moss Village! Please, follow us, Your Excellency!"

Ammar was afraid that Lux might suddenly change his mind and punish them for being disrespectful to him.

Although they indeed had a law that forbade any Half-Elf from entering their lands, that law didn't mean jacksh*t in the face of someone who had a Calamity-Ranked Monster as his subordinate.

Lux and Aurora entered the village with calm expressions on their faces.

The first thing they saw were the treehouses that the Elves used as their home.

Although the designs were simple and couldn't be compared to the grand structures in the Kingdom of Espoir Frieden, the houses had a rustic charm to them, making Lux feel as if a refreshing breeze was blowing past him.

Although there were many houses that were built on the tops of the trees, Lux couldn't see any Elves in the surroundings.

This was completely understandable since Avernus had made his presence known, making the Elves flee towards the shelters that they had prepared just in case their village was overrun by Monsters.

Just as Lux thought that he wouldn't see a single Elf in the surroundings, he noticed an Elf Lady standing on the balcony of one of the biggest Tree Houses in the Village.

She looked like someone in her early twenties, which was very normal for the Elves who had a very long lifespan.

However, Lux stopped walking the moment his eyes landed on the Elven Lady, who was looking at him in disbelief.

"Vincent…" the Elf Lady muttered. "No. You're not him. Vincent is dead."

The Elf Lady then jumped down from the Tree House and walked towards Lux as if she were in a trance.

Without even asking for permission, she cupped Lux's face, which almost gave Ammar and the Guards a heart attack.

They had barely escaped with their lives due to their disrespectful words towards the Half-Elf.

But now, one of their people was touching his face, without holding back.

"Adeline! Don't be disrespectful to our guests!" Ammar shouted. "Your Excellency, I am sorry. Adeline has not been feeling well for nearly two decades due to the loss of her child. She is a very good girl, but she can be eccentric at times. Please, forgive her if she offended you!"

Lux didn't say anything and simply allowed the Elven Lady, who had the same eye color as him, to touch his face.

A moment later, her hands trembled as if she had come to a realization.

"Your name," Adeline said softly as she looked at the handsome Half-Elf in front of her, who reminded her of the man she had loved twenty years ago. "What is your name?"

Her hands still cupped the Half-Elf's face, but they were trembling, reflecting the emotions that were starting to stir inside her heart.

"Lux," Lux replied as he gazed at the beautiful Elf, who had cried bitterly as she lovingly held her dead baby a long time ago.

"My name is Lux."