The Life of an Overpowered Elf

After several hours, Bree and Daisy were walking away from the large camp of Minitorian Centars that they had just finished setting up.

"Soon, they will build houses, and in a few months, they will be the first new town to join my nation," Bree tapped her staff as she walked. A magic circle surrounding the camp appeared, only to vanish within seconds. "And should anyone intrude on these lands with an intent to take it over, I'll be notified at once; if anyone who has one of these blades that can cut me happens to walk through, I'll make sure to confront them first,"

"I was unaware you could locate specific enchantments, my lady," Daisy responded with interest.

"Only if I possess them, and thanks to Annie, I now possess the enchantment," Bree smiled. "I should reward her, Silver too, come to think of it," Bree cut a walkway into the air, returning them to her throne room,

"I require everyone to converge in my throne room," Bree declared as she sat on her swivel throne and began mindlessly spinning while waiting for her followers to arrive. Daisy made her way away from the throne before kneeling to Bree; after a moment, her maids entered with Bella in the lead, taking their places around Bree's throne as she stopped spinning. Minerva and Sheepy came in holding Inky, with Winnie flying in behind them, looking far better than she had a few hours prior. Jaden and Beth came in with Orion and Silver in tow. Belin, Boris, and Manfred came in talking about Coffee; Bertram came in alone and held the door open; after a moment, Vi and Olu came in, helping Leafolio keep their balance as it clumsily moved around.

"My Lady," All who could speak declared as they kneeled to her. Sheepy stayed standing since she was holding Inky, and Leafolio did the same to avoid tipping over, "We are ready for your words of wisdom,"

"I have several announcements, but first, Annie, Silver, come and stand before me." Annie repositioned herself in front of the throne and kneeled while Silver ran up next to her and followed her actions. "Annie," Bree said. "Thanks to your offering of a sword, I can now detect the enchantment that could easily have killed me, and as thanks, I would like you to hold up your needle," Annie did as requested. Bree held up her hand and enchanted it. "For your work, I give your blade the same enchantment that can kill me: Absolute Severance."

"My lady!" Annie said at once, "Surely such an enchantment must be whipped from the earth,"

"Quite so," Bree agreed, "But at the same time, I dislike the idea of killing off an entire chain of magic, and as we have already seen, it can be countered with legendary defense items like your button, and I have at least one mythical shield somewhere in the basement." Bree sighed." Still, since it's just as capable of killing one of you as it is of killing me, I have no choice but to purge the enchantment. You, and you alone, will be the only one I give it to, as you are the only one I deem worthy enough to wield it," Annie lowered herself to a grovel as Bree added, "What more, with this enchantment mixed with your unique skill, you can now sever and reattach nearly anything,"

"I will use this gift with pride, my lady," Annie said gratefully.

"Now then, Silver," Bree turned to him, "I have named the woman you spared Beth, and she has already proven her worth many times over to me, and I'm sure she has earned the trust of the rest of you, just in case someone missed it, her name is now Beth, and because you spared her you may well have saved my life,"

"Of course, my…what!?" Silver jumped out of his kneel. His head popped off for a second, was caught by his cloak in the air, and landed neatly back onto his neck. "I did what now!" Everyone's attention was now firmly on Beth as Bree began speaking again.

"Beth had informed me that there are at least two members of the Holy Church and one Demon Lord stronger than me, even without the Absolute Severance Enchantment," Bree smiled. "Without knowing that I might have attempted to destroy the church and gotten myself killed,"

"Stronger than you?" Winnie looked worried momentarily before chuckling, "You mean stronger than you are right now, correct?"

"That is correct," Bree confirmed.

"Then, if you were to activate your ultimate skill," Everyone, save for Winnie and Zoey, looked surprised as the room filled with murmuring.

"You mean to tell me…" Bella said in shock, only for Zoey to cut in.

"Mistress Bree, as she is now, is in her absolute weakest state; at her strongest, her physical strength alone would make all of our power combined look like a toy,"

"Alright, don't oversell it," Bree said to Zoey, "But yes, I have an ultimate skill, but without knowing how strong they are at their base, I have no idea how effective it is, and activating it would probably result in the destruction of everything within my line of sight," Her followers began talking in awe, she tapped her staff and the room went silent, "But that is not why we are here, Silver,"

"Yes, my lady!" Silver replied, going back to kneeling.

"You saved this woman of your own accord, but her info is worth far more than what I expected; as of this moment, I officially declare that Beth is your subordinate, you are her master, and she will only serve you unless directly told otherwise by you or me,"

"Really?" Silver looked thrilled at the prospect of having more than just Orion working with him.

"Really," Bree confirmed, "Now stand before me, my maids stand as I talk, and know you and your two followers will stand by the entrance and be on the defense for intruders of any kind; you are my front guard, so I want you to guard the entrance to these meetings should we have another,"

"You heard the boss," Silver said. Silver ran to the entrance and stood in the center, with Orion scooping up Beth and taking his place next to him. Beth looked flustered at the whole ordeal.

"Next, Minerva and Sheepy, come before me, Winnie. Please hold Inky for them," Sheepy handed Inky to Winnie and became instantly fascinated by her feathers. Minerva and Sheepy bowed to her. "You must both be rewarded as well for saving my life, regardless of any thanks you have given me, it is now my turn to thank you," 

Bree stood up, "I try not to play favorites, and I typically succeed, but as a personal thank you for saving my life, I want you both to know that When he is grown up, Inky will be given a choice, not a command, to serve me however he pleases, and he will be permitted to pick from a selection of predetermined candidates and have two of them serve beneath him and when your child is grown and you are both ready to return to full working status, you will both be leaving your mundane gardening days behind and join under Bella as my new maids," Bree sat down and could hear Minerva and Sheepy both crying. The looks on their faces told Bree that they were delighted with their reward.

"Do not thank me," Bree said simply, "for it is my turn to say it. Thank you, Minerva, Sheepy, and you too, Inky. Do not kneel or bow when you return to the line. Stand with pride, just like my maids, just like Silver, just like honorable warriors who have earned their praise." Minerva and Sheepy picked themselves up and returned to their position in line, standing with pride as they took Inky back.

"And finally, Winnie," Winnie moved at top speed and bowed to Bree. You took charge while I was sleeping and are to be commended for that. As a reward, you may ask anything of me. It does not need to be asked now, but remember: You have one free request to make of me, no strings attached." Winnie thanked Bree and moved back into line.

"Good. Now that I have finished praising those who deserved it, we must move on to business. I will go to King Odren, leader of Irenfell, and make our decree a free nation. Should he attack again, we will declare war and destroy his country," Bree looked among her ranks, "If any are opposed to this, please speak now," Bree could see movement and spoke out about it. "Belin? Speak up now,"

"My lady," Belin said simply, "Odren will attempt to kill you, or he will send the Scarlet Knight to do it for him; she has killed a demon lord, slaughtered hundreds of monsters, and her armor and longsword are covered in so many enchantments it almost impossible to kill her. She's the reason Argit has avoided destroying the Kingdom himself,"

"Well, I've fought Argit and won, and he's the third strongest of the Demon lords," Bree smiled. "I'll happily take on this Scarlet Knight. I have no place in this world if I can't beat her." Bree stood up and took a deep breath.

"Bella," She said, turning to her maid, "Winnie, you as well; what I'm about to say will hurt, but it must be said, should I die, you two are to work together and take my place as leader," The entire room went dead quiet as Bree Spoke, "and should I perish then know that my last command is you go to Demon Lord Argit and form an alliance with him, you may swear to serve under him if you so chose or you two can decided who will take my place as leader," Bree mused for a moment, "Yes...all of you working with him should be enough to take down Irenfell, in the worst case scenario,"

The Room was dead quiet for longer than she liked, and the voice that Spoke up matched that mood in tone, "My lady, please don't say that," Bella pleaded, "Please don't speak of your death as a possibility,"

"I would be a fool to pretend I can't die and not prepare for it," Bree replied, "Now all of you return to your daily activities; if I'm not back by the end of tomorrow, assume to worst," Bree raised her staff before adding "and if this should be the last time I get to see you all, Just know that I love each and every one of you with all my heart and that I would gladly sacrifice myself in an instant if it meant saving even one of you, From Bella to Boris, you are all mine, and I shan't t let any of you go without a fight,"

Bree tapped her staff before her followers could insist one of them accompany her, and she found herself on the brick road that led to the City where she had met her three human friends. She didn't know where the capital was, but she could tell the place before her was not it, or at least hoped it wasn't.

"I can't teleport to a place I've never been before, but I can track people I've met before; tracking spell," She held up her staff and watched as it spun like a compass, locating the only person she knew who lived in the capital "Take me to Jacob Razzor," The blade of her spear pointed her due east. The spell told her that Jacob was several hundred Kilometers away. Bree rocketed across the sky like a shooting star; going at her full speed, she arrived at her destination within minutes. A massive city, easily four times the size of the city from before, was her final destination. The difference in quality was so immense Bree wondered if she was still in the same kingdom.

The previous city had been crumbling and stank of sickness and death; the capital was sparkling clean, and each building looked like it was made from the finest stone and metal. Luscious fields of flowers surrounded the city's border, and the entire capital smelled faintly of honey.

"I bet this city is home only to nobles and people who have or used to have positions of power," Bree could tell that Jacob Razzor was currently in the capital's centerpiece, a magnificently crafted building with a very odd design.

The entire Capital was surrounded by a giant wall with lush fields on three sides. At the farthest east end, there was a lake that looked perfect, most likely a man-made one. In the center of the Lake was a large island with a castle. She thought the lake might be a moat taken to a dramatic extreme. However, she had no place to mock since she had set her home up in the same manner.

"At least I used an actual lake, so point for me," Bree smiled as she landed near the city's main entrance. She turned her staff back into a ring while several guards drew their weapons upon seeing her.

"Halt," one of the guards demanded; Bree complied, "State your business,"

"I'm-" Bree's reply got cut off before she could properly start it.

"The capital is off limits to those of lesser descent and low rank," The Guard replied. "Return to whatever hovel you call home and never return,"

"I'm visiting from the nation of Melodia," Bree finished indignantly.

"Never heard of it," the Guard shot back, using his hand to point behind her, "leave,"

"I can not. My nation has taken ownership of Greenwater. I'm here about-"

"Then be honored that such a great nation has decided to use you as a base," Bree's eye twitched at being cut off again, "return and turn over all of your nation's resources to our men for the great war,"

"I can't do that," Bree repeated irritably, "Your forces attempted to kill us, so we had no choice but to kill every last one of them," Bree reached into her inventory and pulled out something Annie had given her along with the enchanted blade, she produced the head of Barney Razzor and threw it across the ground at them, the guards all stepped away in horror, his head had been preserved, but not until after he had started to ripen just a little.

"If I am not allowed to enter, then I shall accept this as an act of war and have my Friend Argit, the Demon Lord, join me as we reduce your nation to ash." The guards all drew their weapons, and Bree smiled.

"You know this man, and knowing his strength compared to yours, do you want to partake in this fight?" Bree gritted her teeth and changed her facial expression, fully wiping her carefree look away and replacing it with an annoyed one, although her eyes were only half open. 

Being able to express her anger at the situation was the only reason she had come alone; she just didn't want any of her darling followers to see her blow a fuse, and them not being near her meant she had no reason to hold anything back, "Because this entire situation has left me in a foul mood and I will not hesitate to kill any who attempt to fight me," The Guards backed down, then one called out loudly.

"Fire!" A barrage of Arrows hit Bree to no effect; the archers on the wall hadn't even finished firing before Bree tapped her staff against the ground, engulfing the entire upper wall in golden flames. Before the rest of the guards could even turn to the fire, she pointed her finger at the one who had ordered the attack, and a bolt of green lightning shot from her fingertip. The man screamed for only a moment before his armor fell apart, steaming, revealing nothing was left of the one inside but ashes.

"I did warn you," Bree said as she extinguished her fires, "Now, let me in, or I'll have to assume you all want to fight me," Bree raised her hand, and green electricity began sparking out of it, singing the grass at her feet.

"Open the gates," The Guard who had told her to leave cried out. "Open it now!" The gates opened, and the Guards all flooded inside. Bree followed suit, humming a happy little tune as she walked past the armor of the one she had disintegrated. She picked up Barney's head and returned it to her inventory as she entered the capital.

Judging from the lack of reaction to her presence, she deduced that they had all run to inform the king that a powerful mage was attacking. She was in no hurry as she walked down the evenly paved road; not a speck of dirt or an out-of-place brick could be seen within the city's walls; even the potted plants were synthetic.

"Nothing but decoration," Bree decided. What a dull place." The town's natives were odd people, even comparing them to all she had seen in this world. She meant no insult by thinking it, but the men here made Gunter look like a supermodel. While Gunter had been a bit chubby, the men here were a sight to behold simply because it was amazing their legs could hold up their weight.

Meanwhile, the women all looked malnourished and so scrawny that a harsh wind might do them in. As she passed a few women, she heard them giggle. She heard a comment about her weight and found it funny, seeing as she had lost around twelve pounds during her month-long sleep and was only a few pounds away from looking malnourished herself. Her once round face now had some shape to it.

She thought she looked a tad ghastly and was planning to get the weight back as soon as possible.

The place where she had spotted Jacob Razzor looked like some kind of church, and it housed the only people who looked to be in shape. She thought about going in to torment Jacob, but she couldn't remember what he had looked like, so she decided against it.

Bree continued walking down the road, looking around at the well-polished city and disliking it and its inhabitants more with every second she spent within its walls.

Upon arriving at the bridge leading to the castle, Bree found the guards she had scared off all talking to a man who looked irritably familiar. It took her a moment, but she recognized that he looked exactly like Barney, only in golden armor, very well groomed, and with both of his eyes.

"Fools," He said irritably, "You should have fought to the last man. Show me this mighty foe! I shall cut them down with ease,"

"That would be me," Bree called out. The guards immediately scattered, and the man shook his head.

"Pathetic, bow before me, Arlow Razzor, and pray to the Holy One for my mercy, you bug-eyed freak."

"Again with the eyes," Bree muttered before speaking directly to Arlow, "You look a lot like your brother," Bree responded simply, "But you have both of your eyes,"

"Ah, yes, they mentioned you were the new leader of Greenwater," Arlow cleared his throat before speaking in an almost business-like tone, "effective immediately, you are no longer the owner of that land, by the power vested in my by King Odren I claim all your possession as mine as legal restitution for intruding upon the Capital, as penance for your crimes you will be handed over to the Chruch so they might burn the holly teachings into you and make good use of your magic, resist and you will die,"

"Oh, I'm sorry, but Greenwater is now the capital of Melodia, and as the ruler of a foreign nation, you have no legal powers over me,"

"Then you are to bow and declare yourself an ally of Irenfell; your town is to be used as a base for my brother and his subordinates Balphazard and Eva; you will provide them shelter and aid as they purge the monster menace from your lands. Once done, the people of your nation are to join us in arms against Argit, the Demon lord. Failure to do so will result in a war you have no hope of winning, Understood?"

"Balphazard was crushed to death by one of my Maids," Bree replied simply, causing Arlow to falter. "Eva was ripped apart and thrown in the lake to drown, and another maid beheaded your brother," Bree held out her hand and pulled Barney's head back out before throwing it at Arlow's feet. 

Arlow said nothing and instead looked at his brother's head, gritting his teeth as he tried to hide his horror.

"They invaded my land with the intent to kill my people, so we killed them. Furthermore, I have allied myself with Ozama. I won Argits favor after I bested him in a one-on-one fight; now, can we stop with the pompous boasting and just-"

"Lies!" Arlow screamed as he drew his sword. Bree spotted the Absolute severance enchant and waited as he swung at her.

"Whatever," Bree sidestepped his swipe; before he could recover, she held out one of her fingers and pressed it into his side, "Knock back," Arlow was thrown into the air as though he had been shot from a cannon and landed on the opposite shore of the lake with a small dust cloud marking his landing spot.

 Bree didn't bother to check if he was still alive, having used a levitation spell to hold his sword in place and promptly destroyed it the same way she had damaged Eva's blade. 

Arlow was now out of the way, the sword was gone, and the random soldiers having scattered as soon as she had announced her arrival, she continued towards the palace, marking her victory with a single word, "Stupid,"

Bree was met with no resistance as she opened the door to the castle, inside she found the long throne room, in the middle of it was a large table, with what looked to be some kind of flesh colored blob eating at the table. She was about to look for the king before realizing that Irenfell had zero tolerance for monsters, she slowly turned to look at the blob.

It was the most disgusting man she had ever seen in her life. Every part of his body was covered in fat. His hands jiggled as though they were made of gelatin, as did the rest of his body with every movement he made; she couldn't tell where his salvia-covered chins ended as it and his neck looked to have become one, his skin and short black hair where greasy. She wasn't sure if he had a mustache or mold stuck to the top of his lip. Then it opened its mouth and showed off its black and yellow teeth as it sloppily ate a turkey leg, flicking spittle across the table.

"Oh, what the fuck?" She demanded in disgust, gaining the gelatin man's attention.

"Guards," It demanded as it began getting to its feet; a circle lit up on his back, causing its body to gyrate most horrifically as it whipped spit off its face and instead smeared grease across itself; the spell was seemingly being used to hold the thing into a standing position so its legs didn't snap under what she presumed was the six or seven hundred pounds of its weight, "Intruder," A large number of men in armor flooded the room, all holding spears.

"I am the new owner of Greenwater," Bree declared, still visibly disgusted but doing her best to try and be polite, "I have come to complain about the attempted invasion of my land,"

"Kill her," the gelatin man demanded, sensing no enchantments past the one holding the thing up. Bree stood her ground as the guards broke their spears against her skin. "Arlow! Protect your king!"

"Oh sweet creator, your Odren?" Bree had to fight not to be sick as she looked at him, "How could such a disgusting creature be a king,"

"How dare you! I am of pure-blooded descent," Odren held out his hands, and the little sausages that acted as his fingers failed to make a fist. The fat on his hands was reminiscent of someone stung by an entire bee's nest; it prevented proper articulation.

"You seem more like your pure lard than anything else," Bree replied.

"Arlow!" Odren repeated

"I broke that fool's sword and sent him flying to the other side of your pitiful lake," Bree replied simply.

"Summon the Scarlet Knight!" Odren demanded.

"Sir," One of the guards replied diligently, "you lent her to Generosity of the seven heavenly saints,"

"Use your bodies as my shield!" Odren demanded as he turned and began walking away at a pace she assumed was him running, presumably to an emergency escape route. Bree appeared in his path, and he halted his attempts to run away.

"I am here to deliver a message, not fight," Bree said irritably. "But I will kill you if you don't stop and listen,"

"T…then speak," Odren demanded, "As the king of this nation, know that I can and will declare war on your little town, and I'll make you watch as your people are cut down,"

"Yeah, sure, great; Greenwater is now the capital of the new nation of Melodia," Bree said simply. "Argit has given me all the land bordering your nation, so I am now your neighbor, and I am here to tell you that the armed unit you sent to my nation attempted to kill my people, so they have all been slaughtered,"

"You dare?" Odren demanded. Bree pulled back slightly out of disgust; every few words, spittle would slip out of Odren's mouth and fly through the air; she stepped back as he stepped forward to keep out of the splash zone, something he mistook as her being afraid of him, "I am the kind of Irenfell, and we have the protection of the holy church on our side, Monsters are fit only to server as a Humans servants or as a meal!" Odren stood his ground. "Bow before me and beg my forgiveness, or I will…"

Bree turned away from Odren and looked to his guards. Bree closed one of her eyes and then opened the other as wide as she could. Her pupil turned red, and instantly, everything within her line of sight was coated in red light. Their skin turned black as they all fell to the ground as nothing more than rotting corpses, their armor rusted, the brick walls behind them crumbling to dust, and the glass windows turning to sand.

Odren stepped back in fear as Bree returned her eyes to their usual half-opening setting.

"I just did that by opening one of my eyes all the way," Bree said. "Now shut up and listen before I look at you properly. I've known about you for a long while; I ignored you when Jacob told me you were the ones eating the Axol-lights; I ignored you when your little spy tried to kill me with a pillar of flames; I ignored you when I found out how poorly humans who had good relationships with monsters were treated in your country" Odren had gotten on his hands and knees and was apologizing with every apologetic word he knows,

"I'm sorry," Odren said. "I'm so very sorry; I'll never bother you again; please forgive me, I-"

"Shut up," Bree repeated angrily, "I want you to know I was going to continue to ignore you even when you raided my town a second time, but then I found out about this Absolute severance shit," 

Bree gritted her teeth at the memory of Inky crying as she was repeatedly stabbed; she wasn't upset at being stabbed, but instead of the idea of it being used on any of her followers, visions of Leafolio without their arms, Jaden losing her mace. The hundreds of ways things could have been way worse had things not barely managed to go her way flashed in her mind. "So remember this and remember it well: I don't care about your religion, worship away, I say; good on you for having that kind of belief in your life,"

Bree raised her foot and used it to force Odren's face into the ground, "But the next time you use your religion as an excuse to kill or hurt anyone I know, I'll kill you and everyone in this capital without hesitation," Bree pressed Odren's face into the ground harder before adding in a menacing tone.

"And if by some miracle, you actualy manage to kill one of them, you will spend the rest of your very long life in unending agony unlike anything you have ever experienced before," She stomped down, causing Odren to lose some teeth. Without warning her smile returned comfortably back on her face as she removed her foot from his face and walked away, leaving him groveling on the floor as she waved farewell "Don't ever let me see your face again,"

Without looking back, she cut a door in the air and appeared behind Bella, who was staring at her throne silently, staring at it while lost in thought, "Bella," Bree said, getting her attention.

"My Lady," Bella fell to her knees and Bree was once again pulled into a strong hug, "I have never in my life been so afraid of something,"

"Don't worry," Bree said as she was squished into Bella's chest, "I promise I have no plans to die anytime soon,"

"And I promise I shall never let any harm come to you for as long as I serve beneath you, my lady," Bella declared with determination as she squished Bree.