"Oh? Should you be talking like that old man?" Another voice came from above as a white robed elven old man floated down from the sky. With him was a green haired young man along with another green haired young woman accompanying him.
The green harried young man locked eyes with Prince Trien and snorted. "Long time no see, Prince Trien."
"Prince Teleth, you really do not seem to know your place, do you?" Prince Trien replied. The hatred in his eyes was almost the same as when he looked at Blake.
Lillia pinched Blake's side because she could feel him ready to rush over and kill the stupid elf prince. She knew if she did not restrain him, they would be in for a fight to the death. Luckily Blake understood this, and her pinch snapped him out of wanting to rush forward and kill him.
The elven ancestor turned and looked at Blake and Lillia and was quite surprised by the two. He did not expect to see two others here. "You two are?"
"The owners of this territory that your two clans seemed to think belong to them," Blake replied coldly.
"Hey, watch your mouth! This is my elven clan's ancestor!" Prince Teleth stepped forward. Luckily they were all far apart, or the girls they were with would end up falling under Blake's and Lillia's charm.
"A small dick dares to stand in front of me?" Blake asked. He had heard from Clance that the prince here had a really small one.
"You! I will kill you!" The elven prince yelled out. Prince Trien snorted and looked on with a big smile. He hoped the two would just kill each other.
"Teleth, you need to stop." The elven ancestor stepped in front of Prince Teleth. "Miss, who are you?"
"Hey, old man, it's not good to be hitting on other people's wives. Especially someone as old as you." Blake cut in before Lillia could answer. He did not like people questioning his wife.
"Little boy, do not interrupt when elders are speaking!" The elven ancestor was quite angry. No one ever dared to show him disrespect.
"Interrupting elders? First of all, you need to be my elder to speak that kind of shit to me. Second, you are in my domain so show some fucking respect. Third, you are lucky I have not killed your little penis boy toy over there as soon as he opened his mouth to me. Fourth, even the dragonic ancestor over there is being humble towards me, but you have the damn arrogance to speak like you are my grandfather or something." Each sentence caused a vein to pop out of the elven ancestor's forehead. He really could not stand it when the younger generation talked back to him. He wanted to raise his hand when he suddenly felt a strong pressure fall upon him.
"Old elf, you should not start anything. As he said, I even need to show a bit of respect towards a drakani." While he did wish to watch the old elf dig his own grave, he did not want a fight to break out. Not in front of a tomb. If a fight did break out outside, it could cause it to become unstable.
"Drakani?" The elven ancestor's face turned sour. He did not dare to start anything just yet. Now that he was looking, it was true that both these people he had never seen were indeed drakani. The woman actually made him feel a bit threatened. He knew that pressure just now did not come from the old fart next to him but from the girl. She looked so young yet had such power! Drakani's were far more powerful than he could have imagined if a youngling could have such strength.
"What did you think I was a worm or something?" Blake asked with a snort. He disliked everyone here besides his wife!
"Humph! At any rate, we are here for the tomb. The space quake will slowly stabilize, and we can finally enter." The elven ancestor decided to change the subject before he was angered to death.
"You two old men keep saying things like you own the place. Who the fuck gave you both the right to be here in the first place? Is this an invasion? Should my drakani race also invade your lands as well?" Blake asked in a cold tone.
This time both ancestors who were here could not stand down from these words. "Look, young man, we are here, and a tomb is the right of everyone. It should not be taken by just your race alone! We are not taking any lands, only asking for the right to enter the tombs." The dragonic ancestor replied. While he was very angry, he was doing his best to keep that anger in check.
Lillia whispered in Blake's ear again. Hearing her words, she snorted and said: "Pay…."
"Excuse me?" The dragonic ancestor was a bit confused. He did not think he heard Blake correctly.
"I said pay. One girl each. I can use a snack while I am in the tomb." Blake replied as he gazed at the two girls.
"You bastard! Do you think I will just let my sister go with you!?" Prince Trien yelled out. He would never let his beloved go with a race that would corrupt her!
"Hey, limp dick, when the higher ups are speaking, don't interrupt. Your limp dick can't even make insects have an orgasm, so why are you acting like you are some kind of big man? Plus, I wouldn't want used goods anyway. But I am sure the dragonic have many more beautiful women. I am only asking for one." Blake replied in a mocking tone.
Iseles, who was standing behind Prince Trien, was shaking in anger. She wanted to attack this man so much, but she could not! Little did she know the man she wanted to kill so badly was the same exact man she killed easily with a simple large scale magic attack. She had killed him and made him go back in time, and now here he was, standing in front of her, and was millions of times stronger than his previous life.
