The Elf Kingdom had an abundance of Mana, so Spellcraft was even easier to use.
Gathering all the Mana and focusing it on a single location—that is, another Spell Card infused with the Teleportation Formula of the Tower Arcana—I activated the Transcendent Spell.
>VWUUUUUSSSHHHH<
The spectators were astonished, to say the least.
I smiled, watching them gawk at the brilliant display of white and blue light.
A massive Magic Circle appeared beneath everyone, enveloping the entire area in the Spell's Area Of Effect.
Before long, the one hundred thousand Elves were in my effective range, and all that was left...
"Brace yourselves."
... Was to activate the spatial warp.
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The matter concluded rather swiftly.
I won my wager with Freya and got to see her speechless expressions. It was very well worth it.
The Elf Soldiers were equally amazed.
The General and Prince were also quite amazed. I could tell from the glints in their eyes that they wanted to have further conversations with me concerning my Spell Card and the concept behind the Teleportation Magic I used.
It wasn't the time and place for something like that yet, so I was able to avoid any direct confrontation.
As for the soldiers, they were told to rest from their long journey. The impatient ones were handled by the Border's military, and were allowed to see the survivors of the demonic onslaught.
Hopefully, their friends and families were among those who weren't killed.
To my surprise, Maya—Freya's deputy—was actually the General's daughter. I had spotted their resemblance, but who would have thought they had that kind of relationship?
'They look more like sisters...'
But, this was simply the disadvantage of the Elves' long life.
They all looked young and healthy. It was hard to tell who was older.
Once the touching reunion was done, it was time for a private discourse between me and the important Elf figures.
Freya and I agreed it was better not to involve any other member of our Envoy, so only I represented everyone.
It was basically insubordination, but for things to run exactly according to my wishes, I needed to be in control of certain situations. Since I couldn't completely control Fabian's actions, this was the best course of action.
We went to the reception, and discussed at length; Princess Freya, Prince Claudius, General Clara, and me.
The General—whose name I found to be Clara—gave me her thanks several times over before the meeting began.
Claudius did the same as well.
It turned out Freya was one of the more intense ones among the Elves. The other Elves were more receptive to me.
Could it have been because of their initial desperation?
'No. It's probably their personalities. This isn't too bad...'
And so, with an amicable atmosphere, we began our conversation.
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Fortunately, things went more smoothly this time around.
I wasn't overly formal—it wasn't necessary—and we were able to resolve matters pretty quickly.
After I was done with my piece, I was excused from the meeting since the Elves had to discuss certain matters with one another.
I had a pretty good guess on what the subject would be.
'What will be their next step going forward?'
The Eastern Border had been severely damaged, and the Elf citizens who had survived were forced to live in harsh conditions as a result of most of the habitable houses being destroyed.
Not only infrastructure, but also supplies, had been devastated.
As a result, matters as simple as food began to become an issue.
Magic could do many things, so certain Spells existed to grant nourishment and alleviate hunger. But, those were only temporary measures.
Ultimately, food was a necessary element in the life of every living being.
The supplies in stock wouldn't last a few days, according to what I had observed from my scouts.
Temptation fell on me to listen in to the conversation they were having. Hearing valuable information would allow me to gain more useful cards in bargaining with our potential allies, after all.
But, I decided against it.
'I'll just let things flow naturally. Be patient, Jared... you've got this!'
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The decision was made unanimously.
We would be leaving for the Elf Capital along with Freya and Claudius.
General Clara, and about a quarter of her backup squad would remain in the Eastern Border to protect the innocent Elves of the Border.
They would also ensure the security of their territory.
Though, after I offered to help transport the Elf citizens to the Capital, the initial plan was altered.
Since it was currently very dangerous in the Eastern Border, my suggestion was adopted. I was going to transport three-quarters of the Elf Soldiers, the Eastern Border citizens, our Envoy, the Prince, and also the Princess, to the Capital.
Freya had been initially concerned about me pushing myself too hard, but her worries were all for nothing.
With my current Mana Capacity, as well as the rich aid of the Elf Kingdom's Mana supporting my Spellcraft, using Magic had never been easier.
Leaving some of my Automatons to watch over the Eastern Border, I bid farewell to the area and focused on my mission in the next place we were heading to.
Then, using yet another dispensable Spell Card, I activated the Teleportation Magic.
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"WHAT?!" An aggravated voice echoed in a massive tent's interior.
The owner was a bulky being who had a scaly appearance and obviously didn't look human. He was easily the size of a giant, and the peculiar look he had belonged to the Greens of the Demon Race.
There was most definitely no one in the Demon Army who didn't know of his identity.
Zenkiel Of Vert!
He was one of the Demon Lords, and his role was the most central of all of them.
As Commander-In-Chief, Zenkiel was responsible for the entire well-being of the Army.
Logistics. Strategy. Assault. Defense. He had to manage all of those affairs.
Even though he was busy with many things, Zenkiel never faltered. His task was performed with immense swiftness and accuracy.
Which was why he was able to receive this new report as soon as he did.
