Kapitel 999: Wrong Documents!!!

An hour passed. Lunch had arrived. The kitchen staff members were serving hot chicken soup, and bread smothered in rich milky butter. While everyone was busy devouring their soup and bread, Sarah got off of her chair, walking towards the window. Akashiri was still working. He was pulling wheat out of the ground. He wiped the sweat from his face, continuing to work until all of his tasks were finished. Sarah sighed beginning to shake her head. She sat down next to her husband and son, sipping her cup of cold freshwater.

The Elf Pilot's Location... The Elven Captial..

The elf pilot landed his ship in the airship yard. As the airship touched the ground, the pilot unbuckled his seat belt, turning the ship and coordinates off. The pilot quickly grabbed the wrong documents, shoving them in his satchel. " He couldn't what until his award arrived. " Yes!" Life is finally going to get better for me and only me!" I am the victorious one!" The money is mine!" I will probably be promoted to captain for my excellent work." The elf pilot pressed a huge yellow button in the middle of the hangar. As he pressed the button, the hangar of the airship opened. The elf pilot opened the gate for the airship, quickly running to the grand city to the Grand Royal Barracks. As the elf pilot approached the door, one of the royal guards placed their hand on his shoulder. State your purpose." The elf pilot began laughing.

" You obviously don't know who you are talking to." I am the elf who achieved and acquired the secret documents." The royal guard took his hand off the pilot's shoulder, bowing. " Please forgive me, sire." said the royal guard sarcastically. The royal guard stepped out of the way, allowing the pilot to pass through. The pilot opened the heavy door, slightly turning his head, taunting the royal guard. " Unlike you, I won't be a soldier for the man for the rest of my life. " How old are you? Fifty, fifty- five?!" I will be doing bigger, better, more expensive things. Before the pilot slammed the door he shouted: Have a nice life!" The royal guard sucked his teeth, pressing his back up against the golden door once again. He had a very angry expression on his face. The pilot ran up the varnished stairs, all the way to where Cirdan stayed. In a library. A personal library filled with new age and old age books for him and only him. Cirdan was very smart and book literature. No one was allowed inside the library. Not even the royal guards. The elf pilot grabbed a whole of the heavy doorbell, repeatly knocking it on the golden door.

" Who the hell is it and what do you fucking want from me? I am busy." It's one of your soldiers, WIng." Do you remember me, sir?" Yes, I fucking remember you." " What the fuck do you want? I am sorry to bother you sir but I just wanted to tell you that I have acquired those documents you badly wanted. The heavy door opened by its self. Wing would be the only elf to enter Cirdan's private library. As Wing entered the library the heavy door closed behind him. Cirdan was drinking some herbal tea. When Wing was about to sit down, Cirdan stopped him. Oh no. " "No need to sit down. " You won't be here that long.

" Now where are those documents you said you had?" The elf opened his satchel, pulling out the elven tube. He placed the elven tube on a wooden table, quickly backing up. Cirdan didn't bother to open the tube and check to see if the pilot brought the right scrolls. Cirdan guzzled down the rest of his herbal tea. His tongue was burnt. He acted as if he didn't feel the hot herbal tea leak down his body. The elf was confused. " So where is my reward?" Cirdan snickered. " Your reward will be delivered to your home in a span of 3 hours. Wing was angry.

He turned around and approached the heavy library door. When he was about to push the door open, he stopped and decided to go up against his leader. " This is bullshit!" My comrades and friends had to die for me to retrieve this tube for you. " Now I have to wait 3 whole hours?!" No!" I want my money now!!" Cirdan had a very serious expression on his face." Just remember who you're talking to." I end your life quicker than the world rotates. Don't you forget that soldier Wing." Now will you wait 3 hours or will I have to give the reward to someone else?" " You would hate that, wouldn't you? Wing didn't answer. That's what I thought. Now get out of my sight before I have to cut out your tongue.

Wing sighed and sucked his teeth, quickly walking out of the library. Cirdan poured himself another mug filled with hot herbal tea. It was time to bring the documents to his mother, Queen Aredel, who had the appearance of a 20-year-old. Cirdan walked out of his personal library and The Royal Barracks. He headed into his mother's grand, royal, fancy, castle, the tallest building in all of the Elven Captial even though she controlled many empires, cities, villages, and islands. The Royal Elves and The Industrial Elves were currently feuding like 2 different football teams in a massive fight. Only royal elves could enter the castle. Cirdan approached a giant door that had elven art all over it. Cirdan sliced his palm with a dagger, leaking his blood into the mouths of 2 royal elf statues made of gold, ivory, diamond, rubies, and emeralds.

The door opened up. The entire ground began shaking and rumbling. The doors opened and Cirdan entered. He up at least 300 floors and entered the throne room which also acquired some of his royal blood that pumped through his veins. The doors of the throne room opened and Cirdan walked in. He saw his beautiful mother. She was dressed in a black expensive dress. She was putting on her favorite type of black lipstick. As she saw one of her sons she smiled. Cirdan." Mother." " What news do you have for me?"

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Kapitel 1000: Hanging Is The Best Punishment

" I have the slavery abolishing documents in my possession. Aredhel's eyebrow raised. " Hand them over." Cirdan walked up to his mother, giving her the slavery abolishing documents. Aredhel opened the elven tube, allowing the sandpaper scroll to fall into her gloved hands. He unraveled the scroll, reading the information. One of her eyes began flashing gold. " These are not the slavery abolishing documents. She crumbled the scroll into a ball, tossing it back at Cirdan. " What do you mean?" I mean that those are the documents!!" Cirdan picked up the balled sandpaper scroll unraveling it so he could read it. The documents were blueprints for a small airship. Cirdan was also angry. He burned the documents to pieces, using his aura. " However has those slavery abolishing documents are hereby my enemy. " I am leaving this mission to you Cirdan. Bring me those documents and that person who has those documents in his possession. " Yes, my queen," answered Cirdan. When Cirdan turned around a serious expression was stored on his face. He wanted Wing's head on a stick. Cirdan poured his blood into the statues of the elf's. The door opened and Cirdan left.

Wing's House..

Wing entered his home by using the key under his welcome mat. He was tired, hungry, and angry. He walked to his big fridge and opened it, pulling out some cheese, bread, and chicken. He made a chicken and cheese sandwich. He stuffed the sandwich on a plastic plate throwing it in the microwave. While the sandwich was being heated up, Wing sat on the couch and watched some tv. He also smoked a cigarette. 3 minutes passed. The sandwich was finished heating, the cheese was melted, the bread was toasty, and the chicken was just like tuna. When he was about to take a bite of his sandwich an arrow was fired into his shoulder. Blood splattered all of his white leather couch. Wing ripped the arrow out of his shoulder, tossing it to the side.He quickly jumped over the couch for cover. He had been marked for death. Suddenly a barrage of arrows came through the windows like bullets, filling the place with holes leaving it with a mess. Wing didn't care. He was going to clean after lunch. Henn pulled out his plasma gun, loading the energy cells into the gun, slowly lifting his head. He noticed a royal guard. He was being hunted .

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