The Thousand Year Dynasty
16. Yllgarian and Elf
"What is the custom of a war legend to always look so alert and stiff as Lily?" Nata asked as she looked at Lily, who was looking at something in every corner of the road on her way down a river five days later.
"Did I look too alert and stiff Nat?" Lily asked back with a small smile.
"I see you've always done it since we left Baltra" Nata replied.
"Maybe this is just our custom of the Yllgarians" Lily answered later while looking for a place to sit at the front of the train.
"So Lily, how many Yllgarians are there?" Ask Nata later.
"We do not call our kind a people like men. We call it the clan"
"Ordo" murmured Aksa.
"There are dozens of clans within Yllgarian. But there are eight of the biggest. And two are thrown out" Lily explained.
"Why was anyone thrown out?' Nata.
"That's because they don't follow the rules that all the Yllgarian clans have set up and agreed to," the little rabbit replied.
"And which one is your clan? The outcast or the top eight? Try telling me about the Yllgarian clan"
"Not in both. I'm from the Lagom Clan. A small clan that lives on the westernmost tip of this plain" Lily explained. "The eight largest are Felifo the cat, Strigi the owl, Squam the lizard, Soricom the mouse, Bufo the frog, Pant the tiger, Bubal the bull, and Canid the dog. They had the most population of all the clans. Even some of them have an army that is able to keep up with the mercenaries" Lily demanded. "The ones that were wasted were the Mugger clan the crocodile and Lycal the wolf. Who reject the rule not to interfere in the upheaval of the human kingdom as approved by other clans" he added later.
'"Oh, so now you too will be an outcast, for swearing allegiance to humans like us?"
"As long as it's not just for the benefit of humans, it doesn't matter to me to bear the term wasted" Lily replied with a smile.
"And if you do not want to intervene again on the issue of human kingdoms, then most live where they are today?" Nata continued his question.
"Most of them live in the Old Forest in the southern plains. But there are some who still live in the forests in the Elbrasta and Cilum regions" replied Lily.
"I wonder if Yllgarian ever married a human or an elf?" ask Aksa suddenly.
"I've never seen her before" Lily said. "Because the form of our attraction to the opposite sex is very different from the appeal of other races, even each clan has a different appeal even though it is equally Yllgarian," he added.
"So there won't be Centaurs, Medusas, or mermaids?" Aksa looks disappointed.
"What does that mean?"
"Just ignore him. Then if you're Val?" Nata continued his question.
"I'm Realn." Val answered briefly from on horseback beside the carriage.
"Reals? What is the Elf race?"
"That's their clan. Elves never discriminate their kind" Lily again explained.
"And how many clans are there of this Elf race?"
"There are ten elven clans scattered in this world"
"What distinguishes them? Body features?"
"Besides some is their physical feature, but what is better known of the clans is their expertise. Besides being famous for being good at magic and mystical arts, Elf is also known as a craftsman."
"Craftsman?" Nata looked curious.
"Right, they're magic craftsmen"
"Elf is the source of all the relics that exist around this world" Lily replied.
"It! Information that I have been waiting for" Aksa timpal while sitting cross-legged with a chin in front of the tiny rabbit.
"For example?" Nata continued to ask.
"For example Realn. They are the makers of metals and minerals. They are famous for making many magic weapons of knights and kings in legends.
"Relik Legend? At last. Val! Make me one" cried Aksa suddenly who was not responded to by Val.
"Aeron is famous for its Arcane rocks. Those crystals that can store the power of the Soul Stream."
"Spirit summon!" Shouts Aksa. "I want that too!"
"Then there was Vaelum, a silver weaver who was skilled at making magic-containing clothes.
"Then there is a Ghorea who is an expert in making pots and vessels for healing potions and poisons" continued Lily.
"There was Rhafie the poet, who often wrote their magic chants in Grimore scrolls.
"Briefir the musician, who is good at making musical instruments that have unique magic abilities.
'Then there was Nautua, the greatest magic wand maker. This magic wand of mine comes from the hands of those clan experts.
"Then Marga Gnior is good at the art of making Golems and Totems.
"Shuuran, an escentric clan that is expert in making storage boxes.
"And the last one is Azuar who is famous for his Scion bracelets."
"What's a Scion bracelet?" Ask Nata to Aksa.
"Later tell me," Aksa replied later.
"So you're some kind of magic blacksmith, aren't you Val?" ask Nata this time for Val.
The Elf man simply nodded.
"Just calm down Val, I'll just ask you to make me a hoe, and not a sword" Nata said later.
"Are you married Val?" Ask Aksa suddenly.
'Eready. I got married a hundred and fifty years ago" Val replied.
"That's a long time ago. Then where's your wife now?"
"Rosse died in battle" Val replied without any change in expression or tone.
But at once everything became silent, they did not expect the answer Val gave.
"I'm sorry" Aksa said later.
"What's wrong. It's been a long time," Val replied later.
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