Hello, first of all I would like to say that English is not my native language and that I am helping myself with some online tools to translate this, if you find any errors please tell me and I will try to correct it as quickly as possible.

Ganer was amazed at the scenery before his eyes, the night sky full of stars with the moon shining overhead while they were just above the clouds.

He never thought he would see such a spectacle and doing it now caused his fear and distrust towards Ushao to descend, the elf looked down seeing the Orsimer that is now transformed into a Falcon.

Ganer could not help but review everything that had happened to him in a single day, it all started with something as normal as sending Lireahil to collect mushrooms to end with him reduced to the size of a little mouse on the back of a being similar to an orc that can transform into a falcon while on their way to prevent the greatest plot Alfheim has ever known.

To tell the truth, he never expected to be the type of man to have a great story to tell, his greatest achievements in life was marrying Valith and having two beautiful daughters with her, other than that Ganer did not achieve anything more noteworthy in his 178 years of life.

But now here he is about to enter the history of his people, after all if they managed to bring down this plot there should at least be a mention of his presence in it, he was never an ambitious man but the mere thought of being remembered for generations brought a smile to his face.

Although he quickly reminded himself that he was being very optimistic, many things could go wrong and end up not stopping the plot or it may all be nothing more than a ploy spun by the Orsimer for some crazy plan, he would like to say that was little. Likely, but so far the Orsimer had been very shy about his rewards, and that made the elf uneasy.

He began to feel how the falcon descended and began to look down, seeing in the distance a great castle that stands out from the trees in the middle of a large clearing —Agraliel, I can't believe we got here so fast— I pronounced surprised, true that they had passed already a few hours since his departure, but it was only hours, a trip that would normally take several days was shortened into hours.

Ushao descended to the ground, as soon as Ganer went down, they both resumed their original form instantly — Uff my arms hurt, I'm more used to walking than flying, anyway, it's still too late I advise that we rest a bit until the day comes.

-What?! No, we must go immediately to warn him of what is going on— The Orsimer let out a light sigh as he heard Ganer.

-Listen Ganer, it's late I have no idea how the hours go in this place, but we must be around four or three in the morning, if we are going to warn them now it could be very counterproductive for us because they could take us as a threat who tries to sneak into the city, it's best to go in the morning and go straight ahead, besides it's easier to talk to someone well rested— Ushao explained the reasons why he didn't want to go at this hour.

Although disgusted at not being able to fulfill his objective, he decided to accept Ushao's words, but he sat down on the ground, leaning his back against a tree trunk, they landed about a kilometer before reaching the city.

"Why did we land so far away anyway?" As Ganer asked such a question, Ushao also sat not far away.

—From the impressions, already if my presence caused a great impression, if they also see me transform into a bird and transform you into something small then we could give a wrong impression of our intentions.

"So you think we'll walk into town?" Ushao nodded.

—They will see us coming from afar, that would make them feel confident thinking that they have the advantage and it could make it easier for us to talk— Hearing Ushao's words, the elf couldn't help but notice how he seemed to speak from experience.

"So...isn't this your first time coming into contact with people who fear you?"

—Not with fear, but with disgust and hatred, where I come from, the Orsimers have a terrible reputation and I didn't live precisely in the most tolerant place with beings than other races, that's why mine created our strengths and we stayed inside ignoring the world and waiting for the world to ignore us— Ushao had taken his ax and started to clean it with a cloth that he had taken out of that strange bag.

"So…is it because of what your race does like here with the orcs, that's why they hate them?" Ushao paused and looked up at the sky.

—I don't know, it's true that the Orsimer have our own fame like any race, wild, fierce and belligerent is the fame we have, to tell the truth, the only one of those things that is valid is that of fierce, the only wars that We had the Orsimer they were to defend ourselves and as for the savage, maybe we can be on the battlefield, but in normal time we are no more savage than any other race." He let out a light sigh as he went back to cleaning his axe.

Ganer was trapped by what Ushao was telling him, it was not so much the content but the way he said it, he seemed proud of his race as much as he could be of being an elf, but at the same time he spoke with pain as far as the rejection suffered by his people was concerned, but only that, pain, there was no anger or hatred —don't you hate those who reject your own?

-Because I should? That would make me fall just as low as them, the majority who hate my race do so out of mere prejudice and others blame an entire race for the crimes of a few, I'm not going to lie to you, many times I thought I hated them, when they sang derogatory songs when I or one of mine was close, when they spat at my feet or locked me in the dungeon for any imaginary crime I committed— Ushao put aside his ax and looked directly at Ganer —But later I really knew what it is hate and realized that none of those idiots deserved my hate.

Ganer stared at him feeling the emotion being transmitted by his voice, the pain, the pride and in some way a wisdom comparable or even superior to what the elder of his village could show and Ganer remembers that this man is 1020 years old.

"So you just…accepted it?" Ushao shook his head.

-I did not do it, I showed them that they were wrong, that I was not a savage, no beast, no uncivilized person, ignore their insults and contempt and arm myself with courage, earn my place in the world based on blood and sweat and all those that one day they despised me they began to sing songs in my honor, it was funny to see, but I felt proud of it— And when he heard that, Ganer finally understood.

Ushao was showing that he is not what people think he is, from saving his daughter without wanting a reward to saving his people and now going to save his kingdom, the Orsimer wanted to show that he is not like the Orcs that he does not It is a beast.

While Ganer thought about that, he began to realize that the sun was beginning to rise on the horizon —It's about time, let's go— Pronounced the Orsimer getting up from the ground, Ganer tried to do the same but the tiredness of not having slept all night I caught up with him and ended up tripping and falling. "Hey, are you okay?" Ushao pronounced, approaching him and helping him up.

—Y-yes…I'm just a little tired, it doesn't matter let's continue— Ushao once again put his hand in that bag and from it he took out a small green glass bottle.

"Take this, it's a stamina potion, it will help you recover energy, but that doesn't replace sleep. After this, better take a break." Ganer took the bottle, giving the Orsimer a nod of thanks.

In normal time he would be hesitant to drink anything given by a stranger, especially one who looks like an orc, but in the short time that Ganer knows Ushao and after their recent conversation he began to understand that his appearance does not define who he really is. .

—Thanks— He pronounced putting the liquid in his mouth after opening the potion, the taste was horrible and he almost vomited the thing, but he immediately began to feel more energetic —Yugh! The taste is horrible, but…I can't deny that it was effective.

-LOL! It is what it has, that potion was made with the thorax of a firefly and the tooth of a saber cat— Upon hearing the ingredients of what was coming to drink, Ganer paled, there was a good reason why it was advised never to ask what a potion was made with.

—Please, in the future avoid saying the ingredients of what you give me to drink, I already want to vomit— Such a comment only made Ushao laugh even more.

Together they began to advance towards the city at a calm pace, Ganer is nervous for more than one reason, but the first one would be the people's reaction to Ushao, he seriously did not want a conflict to arise in which people could die. for trying to get rid of the green skin.

All those fears were cleared as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the city, like all the cities of Alfheim this one does not have walls of any kind, from outside the city you could see an activity moon, Ushao immediately took his ax in his hands and frowned "What are you doing?" Ganer questioned.

—Something is wrong, this city is too quiet, that is not normal, besides… I feel a strange smell in the air— Ganer paled once more, he immediately thought that perhaps as his town the city had been attacked by those soldiers of Asnolc "Behind me, we will proceed carefully.

The Orsimer began to advance while Ganer walked behind him looking from side to side hoping to see a soldier or even hoping to see corpses, when they finally entered the city and reached what should be the city market both Ushao and Ganer They watched in disbelief the spectacle in front of them.

Women's seats were found lying on the floor, torn clothing, open legs and from their intimacy draining a white liquid husband, the men of the city were all found lined up to one side with their lost gaze and a neutral expression as if seeing their possible relatives in such a state will not care in the slightest.

—By the gods, what happened here!— Ganer shouted with horror, he watched everything with horror and disbelief.

When Ganer turned to Ushao he saw for the first time on the Orsimer's face a serious look, until now he had never been serious even when he faced all those soldiers even when he came back from killing the orcs and goblins, he never showed seriousness, but now yes and that was somewhat worrying.

He approached one of the men standing next to him and watched him carefully, the man didn't even move his eyes when Ushao was in front of him and his expression remained just as impassive. "These men... it seems that they are under some mental effect, no." I could say exactly— Ushao pronounced, his voice did not sound calm, he seemed to have a contained anger behind his words. After that, Ushao approached one of the women lying on the floor. Ganer was afraid that the Orsimer would do something to the woman, but he just looked at her face. "She's alive, but she seems to be in the same state as the men, whoever did this used something to put them in such a state and then…then did this— I look up at the men in line—Probably some mind control otherwise it doesn't make sense that they're all so perfectly aligned.

"B-but who did such a thing?" Ganer asked horrified looking around.

—We're going to find out, look— I point to the distance where a woman with dark skin and white hair was getting up from the ground with some difficulty.

Ganer knew how to recognize a dark elf due to her skin color and her long ears, although dark elves are rare in Alfheim, everyone knows that the leader of Agraliel's guard is of such a species, seeing her from afar it seems to be her Ganer came running —Miss Narrus!— He yelled approaching her, the woman turned around upon hearing her name and looked in surprise at the man who came running towards her.

"Y-you, how can you move?" She asked, as Ganer approached he saw that she was naked and the upper part of her chest covered in that thick white liquid.

"I have just arrived in the city. What happened here?" The sound of heavy footsteps attracted the attention of the dark elf, she looked behind the man and her eyes were covered with horror seeing what was approaching.

Acting on instinct she pushed the man behind her and reached for her sword at his waist, noticing quickly and to her horror that the weapon was missing.

"Don't stop Miss Narrus, he's not an enemy!" Ganer spoke immediately, hoping to stop any conflict.

The dark elf paid no attention to her because she was focused on devising a way to defeat what she considered to be an armed orc —For the love of Malacath, woman, get dressed— Ushao pronounced, covering her face with one hand to avoid looking at the woman's naked body. in front of you.

Such words brought the dark elf out of her thoughts and she looked confused as Orsimer covered her face with a hand —W-what— she pronounced confused.

Ganer came out from behind her, positioning himself between her and Ushao —Miss Narrus, this is Ushao, he may look like one, but he's not an orc, he belongs to a race known as Orsimer, he's not an enemy— Actually that was a lie, but as Lireahil and Ushao, Ganer decided that he would call the greenskin by the second name by which his race is known, that would clear up confusion and help people trust his presence more.

"What?" Narrus was still just as confused.

"What you heard, now please put on some clothes," Ushao begged, Ganer looked confused at the Orsimer, until now he never showed real interest in doing anything to a woman, but right now he seemed deeply bothered by Narrus's nudity.

Narrus was still as confused as before because he had heard the words, but he did not quite understand them, but he agreed to do something and was to get dressed, he recovered his armor lying around him and also his weapon, at all times he kept his eyes on the Orsimer and he never took his hands off his eyes.

—Ushao is already dressed— Ganer announced.

—At last he was beginning to…— The Orsimer took his hand away from his face and looked at the dark elf, his eyes showed total disbelief when looking at the woman and she for a moment began to worry that he would attack her for which he took out immediately his sword from its scabbard —But what the hell are you supposed to have on!— Ushao yelled to the surprise of Ganer and Narrus herself.

The dark elf had dressed in her "armor" as a leader of the royal guard, made up of black metal shoulder pads with golden edges, a bra, boots and a glove of the same metal, but apart from those things she had nothing else. because his belly, his chest and from his waist to his knees did not have any type of armor, his crotch was only covered by red pantyhose with golden edges.

"M-my armor?" Narrus asked confused.

-Armor?! That's not a damn armor, an armor protects, that doesn't even protect your dignity, I know I'm not the most apt to talk about armor, but damn my clothes at least make sense yours looks like the suit that some pervert would like to put on you— Ushao expressed himself between annoyed and surprised, such an attitude without a doubt completely confused the dark elf and the elf present.

—I…Ushao, what are you talking about?— Ganer asked, not understanding the reason why the Orsimer is complaining.

"What am I talking about, are you looking at her clothes?" I've met scantily clad women, Aela the huntress and the occasional renegade, but guess what? Their vestments still belied their dignity and were made to allow them to maintain their agility! That thing doesn't protect against attack or perverts and seeing how it doesn't favor agility at all— Ushao's tone of voice now seemed upset as if the man was on the verge of some mental collapse.

"I-I don't get it, it's the official armor of the captain of the city guard...besides, all the women warriors that exist wear that type of clothing throughout the continent, is it different from where it comes from?" Ushao's mouth fell when looking at Ganer.

"Wait, wait, wait...you're telling me that all over the continent all women wear that kind of...ridiculous armor excuse?" Ganer nodded with some hesitation. to deal with the great lack of dignity in this place— Despite his words Ushao continued to speak under his breath saying things like "An arrow would go through without problems" or "It has to be some kind of strategy no one can be fool enough to in serious dressing like this and expecting to be good in a fight"

Although still somewhat worried by that reaction and outburst on Ushao's part, the elf turned his attention to the confused captain of the guard —Miss Narrus, what happened here?

—I…or yes…a witch was accompanied by a human…I don't know how but the human had the power to submit everyone to his orders…the bastard did this, I don't know why, but I managed to free him after a while he must …By the gods he must be with Mrs. Ephildis and Miss Almia!" Realizing this, the woman immediately began to run in the direction of the castle in the center of the city.

Ganer hadn't understood anything, but he was surprised when Ushao picked him up and carrying him like a sack of potatoes on his shoulder he began to run after the dark elf —I only understood that whoever did this is with the person we were supposed to come from Let's see, so we have to go— Ushao explained.

When they arrived at the castle they were able to go through the gates without problems because all the male guards were in the same state as those in the market and the women had already been abused and were lying on the floor.

Ganer felt disgust seeing such a spectacle and could hear Ushao's knuckles clenching in the grip of his ax that he currently holds with one hand, which is undoubtedly incredible knowing that the weapon is adapted to its bearer in terms of size and volume.

In the end they managed to reach the throne room being the first to enter Narrus, followed by Ushao who carries Ganer, as soon as they entered they were greeted by the unpleasant spectacle in the place.

A human was sitting on the throne with the lady and miss kneeling at his sides licking his member, the three of them are naked, the man looked at them with a smile. "Bastard, what did you do to them!" Narrus shouted furiously when he saw his leaders in In such a state, she was about to lash out when the man raised his hand and Narrus immediately stopped in his tracks.

"You impress me Narrus, you can resist the effects of the ring of the tree of life, that shows your incredible tenacity... who are these people?" Pronounced a woman who was to one side, glued to one of the walls of the place.

It turned out to be a violet-haired elf with a voluptuous body whose attire left nothing to the imagination —Dinelynd damn traitor!— Narrus replied to the violet-haired elf.

Ushao looked at the elf with violet hair and again the disbelief took her, the woman is dressed in a characteristic witch's hat with a cape that covers her shoulders and reaches her knees but leaves the entire front part of her body exposed. uncovered, and that front part is only covered by two straps that cover only her nipples and that end in a thong that barely covers her crotch, in addition to that she wears long black stockings that stop above her knee and she wears some Red high heels.

"You must be kidding me, is that normal clothing?" Ushao asked Ganer incredulously, the latter had already been deposited on the ground.

"W-well, yes...it is even considered high-quality and very expensive clothing." Ushao's eyelids widened as he looked at the elf who had just given him that information, Ganer could only smile uncomfortably at such a look.

—What an interesting creature you bring here Ingwill dear you should use the ring on them— Hearing such a thing Ganer had a very bad feeling, he looked towards the human sitting on the throne and the boy with a smile raised his hand towards them, immediately Ganer He felt himself losing control of his body.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all.

"Is that all?" Ushao pronounced with disappointment, such words surprised everyone present even those under Ingwill's mental control.

"W-what, Ingwill, what's wrong?" Asked the purple-haired elf with a slight concern.

—I… I'm not trying to submit to him, but it doesn't work, you said that everyone would obey me with this!— The human spoke concerned.

—Let me explain— Ushao pronounced holding his ax with two hands and advancing slowly towards the human on the throne, the Orsimer's face showed seriousness and his eyes transmitted fury —From what I heard that vulgar woman say, willpower allows counteract the effects of that ring of yours, and it turns out…I have a colossal fucking amount of willpower.

Dinelynd raised his staff towards the Orsimer and from it came a ball of fire the size of a human head, the thing traveled with speed towards Ushao and hit him squarely.

Ganer felt worried, but that lasted only a second when he saw how all those present how the fire hit his head and dispersed, not opening causing any damage.

—I theorize that you are the greatest danger here then— Ushao said raising his hand towards the elf, before she could act her body was instantly paralyzed by a spell used by the Orsimer —From what Narrus said you are some kind of traitor Let your people deal with you for that crime, as for you— He said seeing the human who was now sweating profusely.

—Wait me!— He couldn't finish his words because immediately Ushao's hand wrapped around the man's neck and threw him off the throne away from the leader and heiress of this city.

—You know, I hate rapists with all my heart, I hate manipulators with all my heart and above all I hate with all my heart those who have a power for which they did not strive, tell me how much sweat, blood and tears did you shed for get that ring?— Ushao planted his ax on the stone floor with great ease and unarmed began to approach the human in a threatening manner, showing fury and disgust in his voice.

"I-I beg you, I-I didn't want to, it was Dinelynd who convinced me to do this," the human begged.

-really? A few minutes ago you seemed very happy to do what you were doing and you certainly don't look like someone who was forced to act— Ushao came towards him and immediately hit him in the face causing several teeth to fly out of the human's mouth, he fell to the ground and immediately began to crawl trying to escape the Orsimer.

"F-forgive me," the human begged again.

—No, now get up trash, have the dignity to die with pride— Ingwill's only response was to try to use the ring on Ushao again, her punishment for such stupidity was a kick to the hand that resulted in breaking it.

The human cried out in pain and drew his hand back towards him, seeing how the bones and flesh of his hand were crushed.

"Live like a rat die like a rat, give my regards to Molag Bal." Ushao didn't even bother to be imaginative, he raised his foot high and dropped it on the human's head, it exploded with a terrified crack and the noise of the flesh being crushed, everyone present instantly regained control over their bodies and immediately averted their eyes at the horrible execution, only Dinelynd remained paralyzed, but she fell face down on the ground so she did not see what happened.

Ganer looked at Ushao, but for that act he could not prevent himself from seeing the corpse with its head crushed under him, immediately the elf released the contents of his stomach on the ground.

— Mmm … I got carried away, sorry I really hate that kind of person— He said calmly as if he had just killed an insect.

Ushao was in one of the guest rooms of the castle right now, he certainly didn't expect to be treated so well, but he guessed it was because he saved them from that guy and the witch.

To tell the truth, he wasn't thinking about that anymore, the only thing he thinks about now is the strange way of dressing of the people of this place, apparently what he considers a proper dress in this world is considered the clothing of the poor and of the poor. little elegance, the most elegant thing a woman could wear in this world was basically to be semi-naked, it is to the point that according to what the high queen of Oestia discovered, a neighboring country wears light fabrics that barely cover her body.

Such information was beginning to give the Orsimer headaches. And for more reasons than one, the first was how horribly impractical it is to fight in such clothing and apparently all female warriors wear "armor" that covers less skin than normal clothing.

In his search for information, he managed to discover that in reality women are not as unprotected as it seems because it seems that their clothes are made of a special metal which creates strange force fields that connect each part of the armor, which actually means that those unprotected parts that Ushao sees in those armor attempts are actually protected by that force field…still he saw it stupid.

Because as I saw that said force field was not better than a normal armor, for which the interest of wearing it and using it that way was purely aesthetic and not necessity.

Ushao would not consider himself a perverted man, in fact his mother instilled in him respect for women since he was a child, but that does not mean that he does not have a sexual appetite, he is really making a great effort not to look at those little-dressed women who are around all parts highlighting her buttocks and breasts with said clothing, because that is the worst, not only is it little clothing, but it is purposely made to highlight the attractive parts of her body.

Whoever started such a tradition was a pervert of that Ushao had no doubt.

He heard someone knock on the front door to his room, he went to it and opened it revealing Ganer, it had been two days since his arrival and they had been waiting for everyone to recover from the recent events, certainly no one is at all recovered after all all the women in the city were raped and the men could only watch as they were abused without being able to move.

—The lady offers us our audience, let's go— Ushao nodded, left the room observing how about twenty guards are posted outside of it, all men and each and every one of them, seeing him leave, held their weapons tightly, they could give him a good deal But the fear was still present.

Both were escorted back to the throne room, as soon as they arrived at the place they could see the large number of guards, almost all men, in addition to the heiress of the city and the lady accompanied by the leader of the city guard.

As soon as they saw him he could feel the tension in the three of them and watched as the heiress and the dark elf brought their hands close to their weapons, Ushao just let out an amused snort.

"I was informed that you have a very important message for me and for the kingdom...sorry for not being able to receive you earlier, even more knowing that this whole situation was solved thanks to you." The woman tried to show a smile, but it was quite forced .

Ganer knelt in front of the woman showing his respect, that was not followed by Ushao —Mrs. Ephildis and Miss Almia, thanks to the presence of my partner Orsimer here, we have discovered a terrible plot that could mean the end of Alfheim.

Then Ganer began to explain everything that happened, from his meeting with Ushao to the night attack, they even released the captured soldier in front of everyone and he, in turn, between pleas, told the whole plan that the king of Asnolc has for the princess.

When the story was over the horror had covered the faces of all those present —E-this…it can't be, the princess will leave in a few days…no message will arrive so fast as to prevent her departure, she will already be in Asnolc by then— Almia announcement.

—Don't worry, Ushao can arrive before your departure…but the problem is that I doubt very much that they will let him enter the castle— Ganer pronounced observing Ushao.

All those present understood why he would not be allowed to enter, and although some were skeptical as to whether it is true or not that he could transform into a bird.

—Certainly this brings problems… also if the king does not know of the presence of some noble he would not even agree to speak with… Ushao or listen to him— Narrus spoke.

—I have a solution for this— Ephildis pronounced —Ushao…do yourself a great service by saving us from Dinelynd's vile plans, she…she was my little sister, we exiled her after discovering that she studied dark magic and it seems she had come looking for revenge.

—It's not to disrespect him or anything…but what does that matter to me?— Ganer pleaded with all the gods not to take Ushao's words as an offense.

The lady coughed trying to regain her composure —Well… my younger sister must be punished but our laws prevent any execution of her… for which her punishment will be to serve you if she accepts it obviously, as for the solution she knows a transportation spell could go with her to the capital with my daughter and report this whole plot to the king.

Ushao made a slight face, it was clear that they were giving it to him because they thought of him as the orcs of this world, surely they thought that being the slave of an orc would be a good punishment, definitely Ushao is not entirely happy with such treatment... but she saw the advantages he was bad with any transportation spell and if she knows such things she could be of use.

"I guess I have no choice then, I accept. When will we leave?" Ushao was not moved to the surprise of those present.

—W-well…immediately would be the best, Dinelynd will receive a magic necklace which will punish her every time she disobeys one of her orders or tries something you don't want— The elf with purple hair was brought to the place, an iron necklace on her neck very similar to the necklaces used for prisoners, the woman looked listless —Dinelynd will go with Ushao, Almia and Narrus will use your transportation spell… and I hope you realize the pain you caused us with your actions.

The woman only let out a snort and looked at Ushao, the Orsimer only sent her a look of annoyance which surprised the elf, she certainly did not expect that look from the one who would have her under his orders, much less from a being similar to an orc

"Okay, then let's go, it's time to put an end to this plot" and with that said the three women approached, although they kept a safe distance from the Orsimer, the latter locked the soldier in the jar again and looked in Ganer's direction — Hey, remind your wife she owes me some soup.

—Heh, I'll remind you, good luck and again…thanks for everything— Ganer replied.

—It is not necessary to thank anything man, I already told you, getting into trouble where they don't call me is my specialty, take care on your way back— Saying that, Dinelynd began to use the spell to transport the group out of the place.

Watching them go, Ganer prayed that they would accomplish their goal and stop this plot because now he is sure, he can trust Ushao.