A Degenerate’s Tale

Earl made eye contact with the Elven Princess and flashed her a friendly smile while waving his hand.

"Humph!"

She looked away disinterestedly but her twitching ears gave away her true intentions.

"Welcome, you guys. Allow me to introduce myself formally. My name is Saryll Venroris, the Queen of the elves." Saryll said crisply. She wore the same loose white outfit with gold ornaments they first saw her in.

"And I am Abelis Venroris, the Prince Consort. I am also the head of the Spirit Knights." The Queen's husband introduced himself. He wore a blue robe with a cut similar to the Queen's.

"Alea Venroris. The first Princess of the elves." The Princess introduced herself simply.

She wore an outfit similar to the guards. A tight-fitting white long sleeve dress with an open shoulder. It was cut in a way where her sleeves were cut wider for mobility. A green ribbon was tied at her waist. The dress ended above her knee. Slits were cut at the side of her skirt for extra mobility which showed a small glimpse of her thigh.

Her blue hair was tied up in a ponytail with a green ribbon. This type of hairstyle was the best for showing off her long elven ears.

Earl stared at her again after she introduced herself.

"Humph!"

The result was the same as the first time. He found her reactions to be very cute.

"She's a shy one, isn't she?" Ari teased. "My name is Ari Roth, Archmage. Previously one of the 4 Court Mages of Ablax. I have come as an ambassador originally but I've changed my mind."

Ari's words caused the eyes of everyone in the room to widen.

By removing her status as a Court Mage, her original mission as an ambassador between the two nations was now null.

On top of that, did she say... Archmage?

"Previously? What's the meaning of this!?" Prince Consort Abelis immediately started a commotion.

However, that was cut short as soon as the Queen looked at him.

"Stand down, Abelis."

"B-. Yes, my Queen."

"I didn't expect you to get straight to the point," Saryll said vaguely.

"Yes, I am not someone who likes to beat around the bush. Didn't you say yourself? You had to confirm with your own eyes."

At this point, the two milfs in the room were speaking stuff that no one could understand.

"I reckon this will be a long one. Please take a seat everyone. Charlis!"

"Yes!" An elf maid with black hair came in. And as expected of an elf, she was a candy for the eyes. However, she paled in comparison to all the bombshells in the room.

"Start bringing food for our guests."

"Yes."

Everyone took a seat in unison. The table arrangement was as such.

Ari took one end of the long table, and the Queen took the other. The table was long, but not wide. There was only space for one person at the end of each side.

At Ari's side, Earl took a seat. Aria and Lily stood behind him quietly as usual in their cute maid uniforms. Their head was slightly tilted down and their hand was neatly folded in front of their clean apron. When it came to manners, they were perfect.

At Saryll's side, her husband took one side, and her daughter took the other.

"Allow me to tell you about my plans. My plan for the future of Magecraft..."

Ari told the Queen of Elves about the academy she planned to open. A simple goal and dream that stemmed from her love for magic. One that was more interesting than pointless conflicts with the demons.

"I see..." Saryll nodded. She finally understood everything.

By retaining her status as a Court Mage after becoming an Archmage, she was able to come in contact with the elves easily. And why the elves? Because they had the resources that could assist her and a similar idealogy towards magic.

Elves saw magic as a craft and a form of art. As beings close to nature, they possessed a naturally high talent for it and together with their philosophy towards it, the result was an entire race with magic as a part of their culture.

It was a no brainer decision to come to approach them when the goal was to spread the love as well as educate the masses about magic to further innovate and influence the next generation.

"What about the demons then?" The Queen directed a question about the issue at hand.

"You must understand. The current Demon Kings are a far cry from what they were before. Some of them aren't related to the original Demon Kings at all. They pose no threat, and these nations are overreacting as usual. Against your Elven Kingdom, they possess even less of a threat. You guys have been living in peace. The number of elven elders you have accumulated must have reached a scary amount, am I right?"

Saryll sipped on her tea. Of course, she knew these things. The reason she asked was for this: "I have a few conditions then. To help you out on this academy."

"Of course. I do not expect you to help me out for free." Ari smiled. They were both smart people. Things worked out naturally for both of them.

The Queen smirked and said. "Off the top of my head. Take my daughter as your protegee."

Princess Alea showed no sign of protest. Her only outward reaction was a quick look at her mother.

"You are very kind, Your Majesty." Ari looked at Alea fondly. She was a princess of the elves, the race that possessed a naturally high talent for magic. It would be an easy job to teach the young girl.

"There's no need to address me by such a title anymore. You are here as an Archmage, someone who is on the same status as me. Please just call me Saryll."

"Very well, Saryll. What about your other conditions?"

"I can't think of them right now. How about a few favours on hold?"

"I have no problem with that. It is my pleasure to have your cooperation."

"No, the pleasure is mine. We, the Elven Kingdom will use our resources to best assist Archmage Ari in constructing a Magic Academy that will influence the next eras to come. We will go down in the history books together!"