158 Revelations

"Its beautiful..."

While everyone stood in awe at the sight of William' Vangence's etherial [World Tree magic] and the [Demon Destroyer Sword] slowly drawing the elven souls towards them and undoing the reincarnation magic, Grim comfortably sat on a piece of destroyed wall and chowed down on Charmy's mana recovery food whilst being spoon fed by an overly happy Mimosa Vermillion.

"Hey Cub." A voice suddenly sounded out next to them.

Even without turning his head, Grim already knew who it was and was able to keep his calm. Mimosa on the other hand...

"M-M-M-Mereoleona!"

*GRINS*

"As helpful as ever eh Mimosa." She grinned seeing her holding Grim's spoon for him.

Turning bright red in the face, the young Vermillion girl started stuttering her words as a feeling of embarrassment took hold of her.

"I-I-I-

Smiling at the sight of her stuttering younger cousin, the temporary captain of the Crimson Lions returned her attention back onto the unusually quiet Grim.

"Heard you went pretty crazy in there."

*Flashback of Zagred screaming*

"Normal Tuesday." He shrugged looking over at Fana, Rhya and a weirdly young Vetto.

'Who the hell is that guy?'

[A/n: Lol, Grim and Vetto really need to meet.]

"Something on your mind?" Mereoleona asked crossing her arms and taking a stand next to him.

Slightly turning his head to the side, for the first time today he finally saw what this captain stand-in looked like.

"Woah, you look like shit!"

"...Pffthahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!" She suddenly burst out into a fit of laughter drawing a couple of people's attention their way. "Oh man, I wasn't expecting you to say that."

With her face caked in dried blood and her clothes basically in tatters, Grim's description was pretty accurate if not a bit crude.

Ignoring the wondering eyes of the others, she wiped away a tear and carried on with a bit of laughter still in her voice.

"You really don't hold back do you?" She laughed and leaned back on the wall.

*Shrugs*

"If you couldn't take this much then you wouldn't be worth my time."

"Oh?" A surprised expression appeared on her face as she did not expect that kind of response from him.

"So I'm worth your time am I?" She grinned.

Taking a moment to touch his hair, he fell silent before nodding.

"Yeah you are."

'At least until I figure out a way to get that form again without needing a catalyst.'

'Then I'll crush you like all the other men and women around me.'

'Shit! I'm starting to get excited.'

"Y'know, now that my brother is awake and all that, the Crimson Lions no longer need me as their captain. So I was thinking about leaving the kingdom for a while."

"Oh?" A curious expression appeared on his face. "What for?

"After fighting against those elf guys, I realised just how much higher I can climb."

"And this journey will help with that?"

"Mmm." She nodded suddenly recalling that overwhelming magic she felt from inside the shadow palace.

'Was that really his magic?'

Looking closely at his face, an unknown warmth began to spread through her chest as she felt her heart skip a bit.

"Hey cub... Did you become handsomer?"

"What?"

Calling out one of his swords, he looked at himself in the blade's reflection and was shocked by what he saw.

'Did I retain some of my physical elven traits?'

While he lacked the etherial beauty brought along by his Elven state, his current appearance was definitely much better than it was before. His eyes looked shinier, his skin was smoother and his teeth were straighter.

[A/n: Our boy went from a 6 to 8. Now if that ain't magic then I don't know what is.]

The only problem was, this was all he retained from his Elven state. Some of the looks, non of the power.

"Motherfu-

"Grim's always been handsome!" Mimosa suddenly snapped waking up from her embarrassment.

Caught off guard by her sudden declaration, both Grim and Mereoleona to look at her with very differing gazes.

"I um, I mean- Huh? Yes Noelle! Coming!"

Faced with the stares of two of the most volatile people within the Clover kingdom, Mimosa panicked and made up an excuse before running off towards her less violent cousin much to the amusement of the two.

Unfortunately for her, her sudden departure caused her to miss out on an opportunity to get closer to Grim.

'...I forgot to squeeze her tits again... Next time.'

"So then..." Mereoleona continued ignoring the previous Mimosa incident. "Wanna come on an adventure?"

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Finishing up his conversation with Mereoleona and agreeing to stay in contact with her during the duration of her training, he walked over towards the elves.

"Grim." Licht spoke up in a soft voice after noticing his approaching figure.

Unfortunately, out of all the elves here only Licht looked at him with such gentle eyes.

"G-G-Grim!!" Fana shivered and took several steps back clearly still traumatized by their last encounter.

Rhya on the other hand frowned. While he could sense that the elven power that Grim once had was no longer powering him, the memories of their battle stopped him from confronting the young half elf.

While the three of them stared at him with differing gazes, Vetto stood confused by the yellow eyed boy's presence.

'Who the hell is this guy?'

"Fana, Rhya, Vetto, I'd like to introduce you to someone. This is Grim, a member of our tribe."

"WHAT!!" Both Fana and Vetto's eyes went wide in shock.

"That's impossible! The humans killed all of us!" Vetto adamantly denied refusing to believe that a member of their tribe could survive that hellish ambush.

"Apparently not all of us." Licht smiled and stared at Grim. "Isn't that right Grim?"

"The hell if I know." Grim frowned. "I'm only here to tell you that you shouldn't let the results of our previous fight go to your head. Sooner or later I'll trample on you like that whatshisname Devil!"

"Mmm." Licht nodded with an unnervingly happy smile spread across his face.

'Did this fucker hear a thing I just said?'

Carrying on his conversation with Rhya and the others, Licht's next words caught everyone off guard. "The elf blood in his body is extremely pure, almost like he was a pure blood. In fact, if I'm not wrong, then that white haired form of yours should be your natural state and this-" He paused to look at Grim's black hair.

"Should be a regressed form."

[A/n: REVELATION MF!!]