Chapter 112. Preparations for the crossbreeding ritual!
They hauled me in the net as one of them brought forth a bamboo branch, which she toed through the net, allowing two of them to carry me like a wild boar hunted down in the jungle.
It wasn’t what I’d call comfortable—heck, I couldn’t even wiggle—but I kept my cool and watched as they carried me deeper into the dense forest.
The trees here weren’t just tall—they were titans, ancient and broad. And from above, I caught glimpses of Elven women leaping gracefully from branch to branch like acrobatic monkeys. Perhaps, that’s how they scout for their prey.
After about thirty minutes, we finally arrived in Elvarion Kingdom—though, to be honest, it looked more like a fortress than a kingdom.
There were no fancy buildings, no shops, nothing like the polished streets of Eldoria or Felmora. Instead, the houses were built into the trees, connected by wooden bridges that spanned from trunk to trunk like roads in the sky. The homes were expertly crafted from bamboo and thatched grass, radiating an earthy beauty that reminded me of the African jungles l used to watch on TV back in my old world. Despite its rustic design, this kingdom was... charming.
But the strangest part was that l didn’t even see a single male in sight. Only light-skinned, strikingly beautiful female elves, each one more stunning than the last.
They dumped me onto a large circular platform surrounded by drums and chairs carved from logs. Slowly, the elven beauties gathered, their eyes scanning me with curiosity, some pointing and giggling like I was some rare zoo animal.
"Bring forth the Matriarch!" one of my captors called.
The others immediately straddled the drums, and began beating them rhythmically. The sound pulsed through the air, echoing with an energy that screamed, You’re tonight’s main dish, buddy.
Then, from a grand treehouse veiled in silky white curtains, a figure emerged. She didn’t walk down. No, she sprang out from the top like a goddess in motion, swung from a branch like Tarzan, did a graceful spin mid-air, and landed with a heavy thud that shook the earth.
The elves clapped and bowed in unison. Honestly, if my hands were free, I might’ve joined in. That dramatic entrance deserved some respect.