The chosen one is what? part 2

For a moment, the whole scene was silent.

Not I, not the birds in the trees or the crickets in the grass, not even the other dark elves made a sound.

“He… he KILLED him!” Stuttered one of the elves. “WHAT DID WE DO?!”

“RETREAT! RETREAD!!” Yelled another and the dark elves drove their horse into the bushes and disappeared

I watched them leave. Then, I looked at my saviour. A handsome man with a tall, muscular frame. His hair was short and brown, and he had a slight brown stubble on his face as well. His jawline was sharp and his shoulders broad. His chest was smooth and his waist thin. His stomach was defined by a six-pack and his…

“Oh!” I nearly fainted and quickly covered my son’s eyes. His member was pointing directly at me.

It was then that he opened his eyes for the first time. They were bright and purple. They almost appear to glow.

Watchful yellow eyes, witness the scene from the crowns of the surrounding trees.

“你好，我叫马克。我很高兴见到你”

He looked at me, seemingly waiting for a response.

“Hola! Me llamo Marc. Encantado de conocerte.”

“I’m s-sorry, I d-don't understand.”

His eyes seem to light up for a second.

“Hello, my name is Marc. I’m pleased to meet you.” He reached out his hand. I reached out to take it and only then noticed I was covered in elf guts and blood. “Are you alright? You seem wounded?” Somehow his voice sounded off. Somehow it sounded not right. I grabbed his hand and he helped me up from the ground.

“Are you in need of medical assistance? If so, I can recommend-” he seemed to ponder for a second. “It seems I cannot recommend any hospitals in the area, right now. Please let me know where to take you.”

“You- you are my saviour. You saved my life. You saved my son. I don’t know how I could ever repay you.” I fell into this strange man’s arms and cried into his chest. “Please let me know where to take you.” He said again.

“You saved my life from the dark elf king, and now you want to take me home?”

“Home, I don’t know where that is. Please tell me where that is, so I can take you there.”

“NO! No, we can’t go there. They burned down our home.” I meant to wipe away some tears, but instead smeared the elf blood all over my face. “There’s a village not far north from here. We might be able to find a stay there.”

Before I knew it, the man picked me and my son up and began jogging north. “Whoaa.” I shouted as we headed for the thicket, but he ran through the razor ferns, rose bushes, and spiky mushrooms without getting as much as a scratch.

Behind us, without us even realising, the clearing where the dark elf king died was flooded with goblins, that little by little came climbing down from atop the trees.

They witnessed the whole ordeal and were already beginning to raise a monument where Marc had first appeared.

All while shouting, “The chosen one has returned! The chosen one has returned! We will all be saved!”

Even though I could see he was basically running, while carrying me like it was nothing, I noticed he was not even breaking a sweat.

“Who are you?” I asked. “My name is Marc, I’m here to please you.” You probably misheard that. He meant to say, ‘Pleased to meet you’, right? “I’m Matilde” I introduced myself. “And this is my son. He doesn’t have a name yet. He hasn’t even seen his second winter.” “It’s nice to meet you, Matilde. You have a lovely child.”

In the distance, I could already make out the wooden walls surrounding the village. A guard yelled, “Who goes there?!” From above the barricades as we approached the gates. “My name is Marc and this is Matilde with her son.” Said Marc calmly but loudly. “Marc from where?”

Marc pondered for a second, staring at the gates before looking back up to the guard.

“I’m Marc from Adult Entertainment-Media and Hardware Incorporated.”

“He wants to know what country you are from.” I whispered without even trying to comprehend what Marc said.

“I am from Germany.”

“Germany? Where the hell is that?” The guard and I were equally perplexed. Marc on the other hand seemed calmer. “By the North Sea.”

“Alright, Marc of Germany… you and your wife and child may enter. Don’t start any trouble.”