The Hunter And His Beloved Demon (BL)

The throne pilinquin was placed on the ground and Venor came out of the chamber and strided towards the elf.

But before he could step further, a semi-green transparent barricade appeared in front of him, before he glared at those who stood before him.

Intimidated by his presence, the elves took a step back, while silently looking at the demon, who was very huge to their small self.

"I am Venor Cythil. The Commander of Goresia. Nice to meet you."

The elves, very much shorter than that of Venor, tentatively looked him with their chin looking north.

The elf who spoke earlier walked a few steps forward and said, "Olgah, the Mage of Yukus. And you must have special permission to pass my land. If you don't hae it, pay us, or win a battle."

"What do you want?"

"The commander's blood. A few drops would do." The elf replied and tossed a vial towards Venor from his pocket.

It passed the barrier and landed perfectly on Venor's hand.

Venor took the vial between his claw and twisted his head towards the direction of Hader's pilinquin before querying, "Princess Hader, does this lane belong to the Elves of Yukus?"

Hader, who was quietly watching the exchange, walked out from her pilinquin and took a good glance at the surrounding before she spoke, "120 miles away from Capital City towards the north, with Daffodil Reserve Forest a few miles away, isn't it the Dukedom of Daffodil?"

Hader moved next to Venor and stood proudly beside him. Not for being the princess but for being its citizen.

Olgah clenched his jaw, looking at the duo. He didn't expect the princess of Pyran to be the one who would walk out of the Pilinquin.

"A princess and a demon commander?" The elves behind Olgah whispered.

Nevertheless, Olgah stubbornly stood at his place without moving an inch.

He was the Mage of Yukus, who might as well be worth more than a princess of a human kingdom.

"So what if it's the Dukedom of Daffodil?" Olgah questioned.

"It's Pyran Kingdom, not Yukus." Venor replied while adding witfully, "Never in my life had I encountered such a fool elf."

Olgah's eyes twitched; nevertheless, he spoke, "It doesn't matter if it's Pyran or Yukus. If you must go, you must pay."

"Taking unofficial till is a crime against the country, and building barricades without official permission can lead to imprisonment." Hader touched the barrier and spoke with profoundness, "Remove the barrier, or pay with your blood."

"Is the princess declaring a feud?" Olgah asked. Understanding that there was no use of words, he summoned his arcane staff from thin air and smashed the shaft end on the ground.

Surge of lights flew from every direction and engulfed the demons' crowd.

Venor calmly watched the elven white light, or whatever they called it.

And before the light could reach them, Venor snapped his finger, and astoundingly, a dark crimson flare fed on the beam of light surrounding them.

Jaquer, Alys, and Eres, who were talking to themselves the whole time, looked above their head with awe.

Their shackles were gone, too.

"These are the weapons," One of the servant demons held three swords and gave one to each of the individuals.

Venor was inviting them to the feud.

Interesting.

They were not elf hunter, but demons. How were they supposed to pass the barrier and defeat the elves?

But their confusion was retained when Hader held up the royal hairpin in her hand and stuck the barrier with the same.

A disbalance occurred around the barrier as a crack appeared on it.

A shock stirred on the faces elves and Olgah as Hader managed to break it.

Some of the elves from the group summoned their magic staff and tried to retain the barrier.

While the other readied themselves for the battle.

Now, the trio took their position.

The barrier will break, and with a count of three, they will attack.

They gave each other an understanding glance before the barrier broke.

And with a final blow from the hairpin, the barrier shattered like a broken glass, and the battle began.

Jaquer headed straight, Alys to the right, and Eres to the left. They spread across and avoided the magical light, accelerating towards them, the trio had already taken down a few elves.

Elves were not physically strong creatures. If one were to describe, they were a creature who could be feared from afar, but in the vicinity, they were a timid and powerless creature.

Venor, on the other hand, fought with Olgah. A mage of elven was a powerful creature; if he wasn't kept busy, he would definitely attack Hader or the other.

Their flare went back and front before they bounce back and strike again.

Hader, on the other hand, was no expert in physical battle. She held the diplomatic power.

At times like this, she could have run away from the 'marriage trap', but instead, she chose to run towards her palanquin and save others from trouble.

On the other hand, the trio backed each other and slashed the elven beam projected towards them.

Nearly half of the elves were down, but those who remained were strong.

Whereas, Venor, on the other side of the battlefield field felt quite strange. Olgah was intentionally dodging his attacks while backing away with the pretext of fear.

Mages were close to being the strongest elves, and Olgah's avoiding the combat was surely strategic.

It didn't make sense until he was a safe distance away from Venor and released a triple attack from his arcane staff.

One towards the Venor, another towards Venor, and the last beam towards Hader.

The three golden lights spiralled into each other before flaring away towards the directed enemy.

Venor's eyes shot open when he realised Olgah's intention. His breath caught in his throat as he remarked, "Jaquer!"

Not caring about the beam projected towards him, he ran towards Jaquer.

And, on the contrary, Jaquer ran towards Hader's pilinquin.

Olgah, who originally planned on bringing Venor away from Hader, was shocked when he saw him running towards the mere human warrior.

He smiled wickedly as he turned the direction of his magic and aimed them all towards Jaquer.

But Jaquer, whose mind was preoccupied with saving Hader, didn't notice the turn of events until someone forcefully pulled his arms, and he flew away like a cotton fluff from an unwanted breeze.

Yet, his left arm was grazed by a slight ray of beam, and he couldn't help but yelp, "Fuck,"