Master Of None

The appearance of Gil was something that shocked many. They were surprised that he would be able to walk through the air with such ease. But they were also surprised to see the runes that they could not replicate except within their paintings and murals. 

The runes followed the designs of many elves carvings and paintings. Replicating the growth of multiple plants and animals. It was more easy to say that they were changing tattoos. But they were only active with the addition of manas from surrounding nature and not from within. This was why it was thought to be something incredible. 

This was a literal and metaphorical sign that Gil had met with the essence of nature and understood more key points about the flow of nature as a whole. That he had not only accepted it within himself but also been accepted by it. 

"I was just busy spending my full day and finishing my full day within the forest. I managed to gain a real challenge left behind by the originator of all the elves. Do you know why?" Gil let the wind push through the entire coliseum, Zephyr taking shape and looking down at everyone. She has clearly been given a major growth spurt beside Gil. 

"Because I hold unique titles of both hero and honorary elf. I also followed the ceremony needed to be challenged by nature in the way that it was meant to be done, therefore, I was challenged. Not only that, but I succeeded and understand nature much more than any of your fellow change hating young elves do." 

Gil's steps caused the stone to crack a little. Natural mana also gathered around him. "Now I hold the title of honored elf. Something that only those that pass the truest test of nature and bear their entire being to nature can possibly have. I earned that because I care for the elves as if they were my own race." 

More mana gathered as Gil held out a hand and the wind Zephyr controlled became a dagger. "I can use the high elven dagger techniques that were lost to all elves because they focused on their purity and blood but separating themselves. Now they are united once again under the love of my life and myself. Something that brings me and many other immense joy." 

"Not only did you come here to mock that, you are also looking down on other races by claiming you are more pure than even your own race or beyond. But what if you were to actually open your eyes and stop blocking your senses. Because out of every elf currently alive, I have the purest elven blood!" 

There was a burst of natural mana that caused the rune patterns to make various patterns related to forest and world predators. The same way that many ancient elven murals and books spoke about. The older elves, the elders, were shocked to see this was a true proof that such blood was present within Gil. 

"I was blessed by completing my ceremony to inherit a single drop of high elven blood left behind for those that truly follow the elven ways to return things to a proper flow of nature. I have the title, honored elf. I even have knowledge of the high elven ceremonies and rituals. So tell me, why must the elves here, who are gathered for the greatest day of my life, follow your ways of isolation and negativity?" 

This shocking display of mana and bonds with the spirit race proved beyond a doubt that every word Gil spoke to be true. If someone were to look closer, green had ebbed in to Gil's eyes. As if the forest leaves were reflecting within his eyes at all times. 

More than that though, Gil was more easily than ever before calling on the natural mana to assist him in his actions. The changing rune patterns on his body allowing him to wield it as more than just a side effect of his dagger technique. It was drawing it to him to become part of his every move. 

The second title that he had not told anyone about in this show of force was nature loved. As Gil had grown up hunting and falling in love with nature around him because of his father and mother, he was not loved in return by nature. The manas around him would act with him faster than the average person. But he would also sense when something was not right with nature.

Years of seeing his mother care for every plant she grew with utmost care had taught him many things. Years of following his father's footsteps to understand how predators and prey thought and acted in the forest or the fields taught him. Now, he could share that and sense that without even using all his skills or knowledge. It came naturally to him. 

"Can't you tell that you made your point?" The small hand that wrapped around Gil's was the only person he wanted to ever be near him at this moment when he was holding back his temper with all his might. He had not realized what happened when he gained this amount of control and sensitivity to mana. 

While he had to take time to adjust to everything, he had not done so yet. This was why the elves present along with many others had just witnessed him erupt in to such a fit. Yet, it proved beyond many other doubts hidden within their minds that this was meant to be. They felt that every single word was beyond doubt. 

The three ice elves were the most shocked. They could see every single thing that happened clearly. No matter how their minds tried to rationalize it, they found that they could only believe what they had just been told. So much of what they had believed and refused to believe crumbled down in their minds. It left them entirely speechless and unable to move from the spot where they had sat down in complete shock. 

"I would have stopped him, but when he started to have fun with the newfound strength he had… well, how can a brother end that kind of joy and love?" Walker removed the shadows around him and waved a hand. The natural mana around Gil dispersed and Zephyr appeared to smile before she moved away with Fleur. The only reason Fleur had shown herself with her tired state was to see Zephyr's growth. They were close friends after all. 

"Oh come on. You watched my entire challenge and you didn't say a word until now. I bet you even got a quest that told you not to interfere?" Gil saw Walker nod and he laughed out loud. The rune patterns fading away and leaving the slightly sharper facial feathers and ears that Gil now had to be seen by everyone. 

"So, this makes you a half elf now. A single drop of the purest elven blood, right? Now you are more than an honorary elf." Walker patted Gil's back before he moved to stand near Su and Alice who had been just as shocked as the others. 

"I think we will have a lot to talk about. The only reason the elders aren't biting your head off for that knowledge you just bragged about is because they are a little afraid of your temper now." Alma was almost on the edge of laughing her head off. She was impressed, but she was also very amused by how many of the elders didn't know how to approach Gil anymore. 

Any opposition left would have been washed away with this. So much so that she could happily take the next step right now if they did not have a plan and a ceremony to prepare for. 

"I knew having a route prepared for me to remain here would be invaluable. Now that i see what the heroes that came to my hall and the young left that stood up for their beliefs have grown in to, I can only imagine that i will be returning sooner than later." 

The ground seemed to writhe with vines as new plants grew in to a small throne. The current forest elf queen sat calmly while she looked at the three ice elves. "And you three. I know of why you came and I already have ten of your elders on their way here. You thought you could escape their eyes, but they are much wiser than you give them credit for." 

This made the three young ice elves shiver slightly. They had all gotten in their fair share of trouble before. Unknown to many others, the ice elves were very strict with their punishments. Now they would be owning up to their actions. 

"Please rest and tell me your newest story. It has been some time since I met you, honored elven hero Gil." The smile showed more curiosity than anything from the elf queen that Gil had not met since she arrived. Alma smiled back in response though. 

"I want to hear it all too. Tell us all about it. You have an audience you know… well, after you put on a better shirt. Yours is torn." Walker couldn't help but laugh after Alma said this. Gil had been so confident and driven that he had not noticed the tunic which had been torn to shreds while fighting the moss men. 

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