The Life of an Overpowered Elf

Upon being freed from Bella's loving embrace, and welcomed home by all her followers, Bree exited her mansion, Bella determinedly following behind her.

Bree attempted to venture into the town again, only to be instantly met with something happening. A red blur flew across the sky and landed in front of her. Bella took point but groaned before stepping back when she saw who it was.

"Bree!" Argit cheered as the dust began settling, "You're not sleeping; how wonderful,"

"How do you even know about that?" Bree demanded in confusion as the Demon Lord walked out of the crater he had made on her front lawn. "And why must you land with the power of a small meteor?"

"I was hoping for a rematch, but you were napping every time I came to visit. And don't worry; none of the other craters I left are still here, so someone's filling them in," Argit smiled, and Bree simply looked over to Bella, who had probably been the one to fill the holes in from the way she was glaring at the Demon Lord.

"Well, I'm not really up for a fight at the moment, so…"

"Well, good news. I'm not here for a fight this time," Argit chuckled before nervously tapping his hands together. "I need a favor. See, I was visiting the king of Maragon, that one monster nation with a chill human king I mentioned. Anyway, I was visiting them and name-dropped you. He wanted to meet you, so I'd like to know if you'd join me in visiting him for dinner tonight.

"How is this a favor to you?" Bree inquired, skeptical.

"He didn't believe I knew an elf, and we made a bet: if I win, I get his enchanted wind whip, and if he wins, I help him with some war or something!" Argit laughed. "Just imagine my flames fueled with enchanted winds!" Bree just looked at him bluntly. "Please?" Argit added, "Ah…oh wait," Argit tapped his head as though trying to remember a rehearsed line, "as the ruler of a new nation, it's important to make good relationships," His tone indicated it had been rehearsed.

Bree sighed and put her hand to her head, failing to think of a good argument as to why she should stay. "Give me five minutes. I have to tell everyone I'm leaving," She huffed out in annoyance, "again," Bree looked to Bella, who looked back and nodded.

"I shall ensure your home is standing and everyone is safe until your return," Bree patted Bella on the knee, as her back was too far from her reach without floating.

"Atta girl, now let's go spread the good word of my departure,"