The Archon
Towards Warfare.

"This man!" Sarka stared at the plain smiling Zowie while covering the gel-shaped potion with leaves.

"Hows it? I'm not lying, am I? It was one of my concocted herbs made from various plants in this world.." Zowie said to Sarka

Those who witnessed it were shocked to see the performance of the potion shown by Zowie. The herb became an uproar in the post because only this time there was a medicine or herb that could heal the instant wound.

"How can it?! The potion healed the wound so quickly.." An elf asked Zowie.

"Hahahaha.it's a secret.." Zowie's smile towards the elves.

Sarka with her sharp eyes did not turn her eyes towards Zowie who was smiling widely. He felt that Zowie was an important asset and had to be taken to the elven race to be an ally.

"I can't tell you how this potion works and I won't tell you how to make it.. It's for my safety" In Zowie's mind looks agitated.

Zowie hid his knowledge in concocting the potion because he thought that if he had said it, his life value would no longer be considered valuable and it was possible that he would have been killed if the elves already knew the recipe.

"Seeing from their current attitude, I can confirm that they will not do anything rude.. Good, I survived.. But.." Zowie said in her mind and glanced at Sarka.

"Who's your name?" Ask Sarka to Zowie.

"Zowie, I'm Zowie.." Evidently.

"Zowie... Come with us if you don't want to die.." Take Sarka with a threat.

"As I expected, he would definitely say so.." In Zowie's mind already knew what would happen if he showed the potion.

"Ah... I still have to research some plants, it looks like I.." Zowie answered about the call.

"We can accompany and assist you in researching the plants" Cut Sarka firmly.

Zowie is currently very desperate with the situation. There is no other option but to accept the call unilaterally. Although he looks easily tempted by women, but Zowie is not stupid. He felt that if he refused the invitation, he would be killed by the elves. The reason is very simple, it is better to be killed if you do not want to cooperate than to be a threat in the future. A sweat flowing from his forehead marked him nervous.

His trembling eyes and tightness he gritted his teeth indicating he was thinking of finding a way out if indeed he had to go with them.

"Ba - all right. I'll come with you guys.." Zowie.

"The wise choice... If only you refused, maybe I would.." Sarka stroked her knife gently.

Zowie only swallowed his saliva as a result of Sarka's treatment trying to scare him if he refused the invitation. Not long after, Sarka immediately ordered his troops to return to the elven-race capital of Lorien. Not far from the post is a portal-shaped skeleton made of vines and some tree roots. Sarka and his team approach the portal along with Zowie, who is heavily escorted.

The portal when approached by the Elves would activate by itself as it synchronized with the magic of the elves they were born with. The pure magic was mixed with the force that the gods had given, which was why the force possessed by the elves had more capacity than the other races.

Sarka and his team immediately passed through the portal and in an instant had reached the capital of Lorien. The first thing that made Sarka and his team surprised was that in front of the capital portal were already lined with elf guards who were waiting for their arrival.

"It seems like the news of our defeat has already blown quickly into the capital.." Sarka said a little worried.

They were immediately escorted by the guards into the throne room where their archon, Slyvrin, was located. The elegant pure white elf slyvrin with a green kebaya with long black hair and a knick knickknacks that adorn his hair. He sat down smiling in the palace with the escorts of the two gallant elves holding a spear.

Sarka, Zowie and one of the male elves who became his vice-captain faced in front of the graceful Slyvrin.

"Sarka reported.I'm sorry I lost to the orc army.." Sarka started the conversation.

The state of the throne room was very quiet. The elven higher-ups who were in front of Slyvrin did not say a word with the failure experienced by Sarka. They only fell silent while staring at the squad leader with a sinister look.

"Why did you fail, Sarka?" A soft sound but can intimidate.

Sarka was a little clumsy, "Captain of the orc race is very strong queen.. He was a holder of the power of demicles.." Sarka called the Queen Slyvrin.

"How far is his power, until you who are also a holder of the power of demicles can be defeated by him?" Ask Slyvrin.

"He had a great destructive power.The force alone was not enough to stop him and also the defense was very hard.. Indeed Orcs have the ability in both, but the orc is very different!" Obviously Slyvrin without raising his head in the slightest.

"Hooo interesting... Is he an Archon or just an escort?" Slyvrin.

"From the size of the demicles he's shown, it looks like he's just a companion.." Sarka said while holding in shame.

Hearing that made the elven higher-ups start whispering to each other and filled the space.

"Only a companion but can defeat Sarka?" Whispers from the other leaders.

"I'm not sure if she's strong or maybe it's Sarka who's getting dull?"

The whisperings made Sarka and the team representative endure a great shame, on the other hand Zowie can only look down not wanting to interfere in this but disturbing feelings also envelop him because he is now in the middle of a group of people who are whispering.

"Queen! Let me make up for this defeat!" Sarka raised her head.

Slyvrin's view also set sharply towards Sarka who was asking for a second party to him. The whispers of the higher-ups of the race stopped and turned into a scorn and demeanour.

"Huh? Are you sure you can take back the territory that the Orcs have been guarding?"

"I told you... Sarka was not the right elf to be entrusted with the power of demicles..."

"You think you can easily ask the queen for a second chance?! No kidding!"

"Sarka you better step down from the power holder!"

The mockery made Sarka so depressed, the face full of frustration that he could not overflow because it was in front of the Queen. Slyvrin raised his hand and stopped the scorn.

"Are you sure you can take back the territory when you just suffered a crushing defeat!" Ask Slyvrin firmly.

"I believe my squad can take over the region, also with the help of these humans, we are confident that we can excel against the orc army led by one of their companions" Sarka answered confidently.

Slyvrin turned to look at Zowie who was still bowing his head.

"Who is this man? Why did you bring him here?" Ask Slyvrin.

Sarka immediately explained Zowie's knowledge of medicinal plants that can heal wounds instantly, so that all who were in the throne room were also surprised by Sarka's story. Of course, in the absence of clear evidence, they did not believe the story of Sarka just like that. In order to prove his words, Sarka immediately pressed his wrist with his knife.

"Miss Sarka!" The vice-captain of Sarka's squad looks worried seeing Sarka injuring his wrist.

Blood flowed from the wrist which if left unchecked would make Sarka bleed out and die. Slyvrin was not surprised in the least and the other higher-ups were only surprised for a moment because Sarka wanted to prove his words.

Sarka quickly turned to look at Zowie and Zowie understood the meaning of Sarka's gaze.he immediately took the medicine wrapped in the leaves and rubbed it on Sarka's injured wrist. The same incident at the main post was repeated in the throne room. Those who witnessed the instant healing were surprised not the obstructionist, moreover not only the higher-ups were shocked by the greatness of the healing concoction Zowie had, after all, but Slyvrin and his companion were also surprised which means in their previous world there was no similar item with potions.

"Miss Slyvrin! Is that magic?" Ask the companion next to him.

"No! It doesn't seem like magic!" Slyvrin was surprised with trembling eyes.

The room was now filled with shock, not even a hint of admiration they were reluctant to give.

"That's Great! This way the elf race will not be afraid of getting hurt again!" Tapping on one of the elf leaders.

"Yes that's right!" Excited all the officers who were there.

Sarka and her vice-captain began to breathe a sigh of relief and were already able to smile because what they gave could make the higher-ups and the elf queen happy.

"How far is the drug effective?" Ask Slyvrin to Zowie.

"For now this medicine can only heal incision wounds.." Answer Zowie.

"That's more than enough! Can you develop it again?" Ask Slyvrin back.

"If there are plants that support it may not be impossible.." Answer Zowie.

"alright... I'll set up a team to do some research with you from this second on.." Shoot Slyvrin to Zowie about his work program.

"Baginda my Queen.." Zowie seemed to want to say something.

"What?! Are you saying you don't want to cooperate with the elves?" Cut the Slyvrin in a firm tone.

Zowie was immediately silenced and finally only received orders from Slyvrin. After that brief report, it was decided that Sarka would get a second chance to take back the territory that the orc race had captured. Meanwhile, after the meeting Zowie was immediately delivered by the waiter to his new room. He is not alone, Zowie is also escorted by Sarka and his vice-captain because their squad is now responsible for the presence of Zowie in their race.

"From now on, cut off your relationship with your race... You're now spelling under the elves, so don't even think about going back to your race.." Sarka.

"It's an empowerment... Why should I work with you?! Though I want to be free not related by anyone but by him.." Answer Zowie.

"What did you say?!" Sarka was a little angry.

"He?! Who do you mean by him?" Ask the vice captain.

"He's a tough fighter and also my first friend.." Zowie answered with a smile.

Sarka and his Vice-captain stared at each other after Zowie answered the vice-captain's question. Not felt after just talking - small talk, they have arrived at a room that has been prepared quickly for the sake of Zowie. The room was a room that had complete equipment to research a new finding. Zowie who saw the room was surprised and could not hide his expression.

"It looks like I'll be here!" Spontaneous Zowie said.

A few days later, in the capital De Hoorn. Rado who was sitting in his chair while reading all the reports written on a hologram note, was surprised by Albert who entered suddenly.

"Rado! There were reports from the second division that the territory of the elven race had been successfully occupied by the Orc race!" Report Albert.

Rado who heard that just fell silent without showing any reaction.

"It looks like Dogol has the same thoughts as me.. Looks like it's gonna be interesting.." In his mind.

"How are the other regions reporting?" Ask Rado.

"At this time there are only reports about the elf region.."

Before Albert could finish his words, this time Jaquile arrived.

"Rado!!!!!!" His shouting.

"Well.... Why don't you guys just go in and relax?" Rado looks tired.

"We have a new report from the second division that the elves are now moving towards their territory that the Orcs have taken!" Jaquile.

"What?! That fast?!" In Rado's mind was shocked.

"All right! Then prepare the soldiers... We'll be part of the party.." Rado's smile began to make his first move.