Elves Have Migrated to My Planter

Chapter 96 – The Pirate (6)

Chapter 96 – The Pirate (6)

“Brother, are you awake?”

After the elves came forward to rescue them, it was around the time they arrived at their city after quite some time had passed when Aaron regained his senses.

While the elves stopped the fairy ants for a break, the dwarves gathered around Aaron. Seeing their faces, Aaron understood his situation and let out a big sigh.

“Did your queen really say she would accept us?”

“I saved it, but if I leave it like this, you will have to live as fugitives for the rest of your life.”

“Ha, but it didn’t look like there was much room there.”

Urea nodded her head at her own question, and Aaron was taken aback. Aaron has already visited Eden once to heal his injuries. I saw what kind of world it was then.

It might have looked that way because of the huge world tree, but it certainly wasn’t a space that was comfortable enough to live with the dwarves.

“The world you have seen is only part of it. There is enough land, so there is no need to worry. So, having survived at best, are you going to sit back and die or live as a fugitive? Abandoning your comrades?”

“It is…”

“My queen is also an outcast. But in the end I managed to get back up again. There’s no law saying you can’t be like that either.”

“!!!”

Yurea’s words strongly shook Aaron’s heart, who was in despair. If you can see hope, there is no reason not to hold on to it.

“Can you really accept us?”

“Maybe? Of course, I’ll have to share the details directly with the queen.”

As Aaron’s eyes changed, Urea flinched. Aaron, whose heart had already begun to thump at this point, had made up his mind, but he didn’t bother to open his mouth now.

So Urea and other elves arrived in the area where Aaron ruled without knowing what he was determined to do.

With less than 200 residents, this remote area is one of the smallest. This place was in a state of chaos as Aaron and his leadership were all taken away yesterday.

“I will try to convince the rest. So tell your queen.”

“What the hell?”

“Can everyone who lives in our district be able to leave this land and migrate?”

“What, what?”

As Aaron approached the residents who were frightened by his return, he told Urea his decision.

Naturally, her eyes widened in surprise, but Aaron’s were serious.

“If the news of my escape is known, the center will surely not leave the residents of our district alone. I’m sure they’ll try to interrogate and hurt you with this excuse and that excuse. I cannot see them hurt at the hands of their own people.”

“However, not so much…not so much. Let me tell you once.”

Urea stumbled upon her scale, which exceeded her own expectations, but she nodded her head once.

Obviously, the large-scale migration of dwarves is beyond the scope of calculation, but she decided that it might be possible again if a god who always creates miracles beyond common sense works together.

“Chief, I understand your feelings, but to be honest, it makes no sense. Isn’t there a place in this area where you can move a large number of residents away from the eyes of the kingdom?”

“Yes. More than anything else, the place where the elves live might be the right place for us to live.”

Of course, Aaron’s decision did not receive unwavering support. His popularity was good, but not all the residents wanted to leave the place of their lives at a word he said.

Even some of his aides were skeptical.

“I brought up this story because I thought it would be better for us to stay together until the end than to suffer the ones left behind after we ran away. Of course I know what problems you are talking about.”

Aaron nodded his head with a puzzled face. It wasn’t that those who opposed migration were completely wrong.

Above all, it was still not enough to give them faith. The elves were obviously benefactors who saved the lives of Aaron and his comrades, but overall they were just a different race.

Also, trust in the elves wasn’t the only problem. Another big question was whether it was realistically possible.

“For that reason, persuasion is not easy. It looks like we might be the only ones going, like the original plan.”

“Then, I think the time has come for us to inform you, who will soon become one with us. The real grace we are receiving. If we are together, that grace you can receive.”

But in the end, Serenian smiled and brought up a meaningful story to Aaron, who came with a sullen face and said that he would not be able to bring the villagers he had mentioned before.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I will show you a miracle. I heard that the traitor who betrayed you was brought in to be punished. I am giving you a chance to see for yourself what a heinous crime he committed and how angry Heaven is at that sin. Didn’t you intend to execute him anyway?”

Serenian mentioned the execution of Korn, a traitorous dwarf captured by the elven commando team he sent as a prisoner while rescuing Aaron.

Of course, Aaron had no intention of letting such a traitor live. But it was only natural that she would be interested in what she said about the wrath of the sky, not just execution.

“By this time tomorrow, bring in the villagers who disagree with you and doubt us.”

Serenian ordered dozens of anti-migrants to be brought. She was also sincere in the Dwarf migration project, because it had long been recognized that the population is the power of the group.

‘It’s like watching our great king from the past.’

Seeing her like that, Aaron unknowingly stuck her tongue inside her.

I don’t know what the hell is behind her. But this beautiful young elven queen had a strong faith in her own actions, and her Aaron saw in her the image of the dwarf king who had led her people during her great war.

The one difference is that she has the spirit and unbreakable convictions of the Dwarf King of that time, and the current Dwarf King has become a tyrant greedy for power and riches, intoxicated with the glory of the past.

***

“Execution of a betrayed Dwarf. Heaven, of course, will lend you strength. If that’s what you want.”

The day I received a heavy potted plant from Choi Seon-woo, who said he had finished the production by staying up all night while working happily. And the moment I took it to the veranda and connected the new area.

Serenian, who saw the splendid scenery with his own eyes, told me his plan. It was a plan to relocate the Dwarves.

“I will assure them that heaven is on our side. And when they are in awe and fear of its power. I will tell you where their new home will be.”

“Please do so. If you think it’s right.”

Just as the humans they captured were burned to death in the past, traitors who betrayed the dwarves are executed by burning them with the power of the sun.

The plan is to give the Dwarves, who have imprinted the existence and power of the sky upon seeing that power, a land that is just right for them and take full control of it.

It was a pretty good plan, I think.

‘If everything works out as planned, the Dwarves will be politically subservient to the Elves. Even if that grace can be bestowed on everyone, the only beings who can communicate with the sky god are those elves who call themselves the Sky Clan.’

If you want to think that this plan is simply a plan for the dwarves’ migration, it wasn’t either.

It was also the means by which the dwarves who would migrate by borrowing the authority of the gods could naturally be placed under his command.

I don’t know if it’s Serenian’s own idea or if it’s an idea that was helped by those around him, but it’s quite meticulous.

“—!”

And the next afternoon. For this moment, when I came home wearing a half-dress, I headed in front of the flower pot and saw a number of dwarves crawling out of the burrows where the fairy ants’ nests were.

“–. —!”

The Elves, including Serenian, made their own preparations. Realizing that now was the time to show their strength, they unreservedly showed it.

I don’t mean to scare you, but the riders, heavily armed and mounted on the fairy ants, lined up on both sides in a tight, even line, making a path for the unsuspecting dwarves.

“—.”

Unlike before, the place was decided not to be a bonsai pot, but to be a flower pot plaza by the lakeside.

As before, iron stakes driven deep into the ground. And firewood piled around it.

At the same time, the sun shining brightly through the clouds, and as I prepared my camera lens, I saw a dwarf dragged out from among them. It was a fairly young looking man with a beard.

‘It must have turned upside down by surprise.’

Soon Serenian had the traitor tied to a stake, and the Dwarves lined up to watch the scene with confused faces.

The elves obviously didn’t light the fire. Rather, they just watched from farther away than the Dwarves.

[Elf’s Prayer – Prayer of Punishment]

It was then that Serenian stepped forward and began to pray to heaven. Without hesitation, I pointed the camera lens at the sun shining on the flowerpot.