Their Existence Was Greeted With Peace

"Huh… I see, something is currently going on in the western fortress!" Amiru was a little happy to hear what was written in the letter, his hand gripped the letter tightly until it clumped up into pieces. "I will become the greatest hero, no matter what the risk, I will pass it all!"

"Of course, Hero Amiru will be the best of all the heroes out there!" Naiza gave a flirtatious touch to Amiru's shoulder.

Amiru was swallowing his saliva when he saw a sweet smile coupled with sexy body curves. It had been days Amiru trying to stay focused, but every time he saw her body his mind became uncontrollable.

"Yes you're right. I am the greatest person of all people!"

Zuru narrowed his eyes. "What's this problem again?" He had already too much trouble in the southern fortress, and there were too many monsters for him and his group to take care of. "Is this the Demon Lord's move or…."

***

Two days later…

Adred had arrived at the Dwarf village, the location of the sadistic massacre. There they were shocked by a terrible apparition, they saw the bodies of the soldiers had been hanged on high poles. And, some of the pieces of meat were left lying around the pole.

The smell made their noses unable to bear, some of them had even vomited.

"How cruel, who actually did this?" Adred was increasingly convinced that this was not the act of a knight or adventurer. "This must have something to do with the Demon Lord army!"

***

Honestly, Arzlan doesn't know the location of the places where the Elves he has helped, all left to Alisha who has a pretty good memory.

Alisha led all the Dwarves who numbered around 80 people, they didn't mind being led by a girl. The Dwarves are famous for their endurance which is able to survive in any conditions even though their bodies are very midget.

On the 10th day, they could only see the beautiful scenery covered by the waterfall, all the Dwarves' eyes became amazed by the sight they saw.

They then continued until they arrived in front of the forest, where the atmosphere was very quiet causing the wind that came out be colder.

Arzlan led them to enter, a young man and several people suddenly appeared.

"Who are you?" asked the young man while he drew his bow.

All on standby, ax and sword in hand. Arzlan spread his right hand.

"Can't you recognize us?"

"Uh?" The young man shuddered at the sound he hadn't heard in a long time. "Could it be that you are…"

"Yes, I am Arzlan!"

All of the Elves swiftly stood up and bowed in front Arzlan.

"Master Arzlan apologize for our impudence, we really didn't realize it was you!"

"Yeah, it's okay!"

"Let us take you all to the village!"

The young man along with the other Elves continued to lead them until they arrived at the village. Arzlan and Alisha are surprised to see the change in the village environment which is much better.

"Wow… all of this was you guys doing it?" asked Alisha.

"Yes, we are all here trying our best, we feel indebted thanks to Master Arzlan we all here can get a better life!"

Everyone in the village began to get closer to the foreign group that entered the village, these people focused on one figure, namely Arzlan.

Simultaneously they knelt in front of Arzlan, the welcome seemed too exaggerated. But, all of that is a form of their gratitude.

A man stepped closer to them.

"Welcome back Master Arzlan, we are here very happy to see you back!" Ashahura, he is the leader of that elven village. Since Arzlan left he is the one who is considered to be oversees and is responsible for all events that occur.

"Alright, you all!" They raised their heads hearing Arzlan's words. "I thank you for the welcome which is quite flattering for me, this time I came to bring some new members. They were the Dwarves whose village was attacked by the kingdom! I hope you will accept them!"

"I as the representative of all the elves here gladly accept them, this is all based on Master Arzlan's decision. However, we only want Mr. Dwarven to also respect us Elves who are here!" said Ashura.

"Of course, all of us Dwarves have agreed to serve Master Arzlan, whatever the decision, we will all follow it!" reply Otoyura.

The two people's hands shook at the end of their conversation, loud cheers sounded very noisy. The wind of the trees seemed to be happy with them all.

After that, the Dwarves started working on making a place to live. Expansion must be carried out and cutting down trees must be done.

Arzlan is led by a young man who really wants to try to get along with him.

"I don't understand, why are you always being nice to me?"

"I feel I owe you my life. You have saved the lives of women, and among those women is my sister. I really thank you!"

"I see, what's your name?"

The young man stopped, slowly turning his body. "My name is Liam!"

"Liam, I now leave the safety of this village to you!"

Liam put his feet together then replied, "Okay! I will risk my life for the task you have given me!"

"Yes!"

Liam wanted to jump for joy because of the trust given by Arzlan, he had long wanted to be one of the people to earn his trust.

They resumed their journey.

Arzlan stopped in front of a fairly large house, all made of wood. "What's this?"

"This is the residence for you, all of us Elves are trying to make!"

"Hoo..." Arzlan doesn't mind the shape, he's quite happy with what the Elves are doing.

"Master, let's go inside!"

The interior of the place is still quite classic, the wood is arranged together to make a very comfortable room to live in.

Arzlan doesn't care, the house is comfortable enough for him to live in.

After they finished, they immediately left the room. Otoyura was already standing in front of the house, his face seriously looking at the house with a beard that was continuously stroked.

Arzlan and Liam approached that man.

"What are you doing here, Master?" asked Otoyura.

"I'm looking inside of the house the Elves have built!"

"This is the house for Master?" Otoyura stared in surprise at them.

"Yes, any wrong with that?"

"Hmm… I don't think this deserves to be called home!"

"What do you mean?"

"I think the house of a leader should be magnificent and with a good shape, I admit this house is very large, but not enough to look good!"

__To Be Continued___