After leaving the A rank party, I aim for the deep part of the labyrinth with my former students
Why did it turn out like this?
I should have had the upper hand.
As I ponder this, I recall what just happened.
The human—Yuke Feldio—whom I had locked away somehow managed to escape… and stole one of my fragments.
Unforgivable.
And on top of that, before I even realized it, he had swayed even the old elf, Elran, to his side.
If things continue like this, my meticulously crafted plan will be ruined.
I had finally gotten this far!
No, stay calm, Ilwen.
Nothing is over yet. No one has uncovered my plan.
With a few adjustments, the outcome I desire will still be within reach.
Yes… I will take it all.
This island, that beautiful girl… and I will inherit the power of the True King of the Forest.
That is why I came here. I abandoned my homeland, traveled alone to this forsaken place.
Neither Mieche, who rejected me, nor Sohar, who stole what should have been mine, will be forgiven.
If I cannot become king of the Pearl Forest, then I shall become king of this cursed Amber Forest instead.
And with the power hidden here—the power of the True King of the Forest—I will claim the Pearl Forest as well.
Yes, this is rightful vengeance.
It is my right.
Failure is not an option.
Taking a deep breath, I slowly exhale within the chamber I’ve been given.
The scent of the forest here is entirely different from that of the Pearl Forest, yet the presence of the spirits is almost the same.
For now, at least. Though they are somewhat… twisted.
"I cannot waste any more time…"
Muttering to myself, I reach into my magic bag and retrieve several artifacts.
The Dark Elves of the Amber Forest, isolated and ignorant as they are, don’t even know what these are.
Even the recent disturbances that have caused such an uproar—they have no idea that I am the cause.
"Heh."
A smirk escapes me.
Yes, the plan must proceed as intended.
I have already set everything in motion. There is no turning back now.
…However, that man—Yuke Feldio—is a problem.
I remember seeing him before, during my travels on the continent.
He was featured in adventure broadcasts, praised as an exceptional adventurer.
A Rank-A adventurer, chosen as the Hero of this generation, and sent as a royal envoy.
Judging people by their titles alone is foolish, but one must at least account for the weight of those titles.
He has already disrupted my plans—I must reevaluate my approach.
But even that can be turned to my advantage.
I will outmaneuver that man and claim Silk.
…Though what I truly need is her Amber Eyes.
Still, taking Silk and humiliating him wouldn’t be such a bad bonus.
Besides, I was invited here as her bonded pair.
That beautiful girl’s body and heart rightfully belong to me, the true leader.
It is only natural that everything falls into its rightful place.
And yet… that man—Yuke Feldio.
I must also account for his allies and their movements.
Now that I’ve made my move, they will be on guard.
However, that Clover party is an unpredictable element in my perfect plan.
Leaving them unchecked would be a mistake.
"Hey, are you there?"
"Yes, Lord Ilwen."
From the shadows at my feet, my servant emerges.
I purchased them in a distant land, where they were being sold as an illegal slave.
Or rather, I stole them by leveraging some technicalities.
A truly excellent acquisition.
Highly attuned to the spirits of darkness, they became useful with only a little training.
Espionage, guarding, assassination—this tool can do it all.
Even when I torment them a little, they never complain.
"Keep an eye on Yuke Feldio and his group. If necessary, you may make contact. Track their movements and report to me regularly."
"Understood."
With a brief response, my servant melts back into the shadows.
Never talking back, only delivering results—truly a convenient tool.
They will surely succeed once again.
Now, I can focus entirely on my plan.
Yes… my plan to reach the deepest sanctum of the World Tree.
I have already pinpointed the location of the World Tree.
Using artifacts, I have shaken its foundations and activated it.
As a result, the island has begun to experience disturbances—but that was within my expectations.
If anything, I can use this situation to my advantage, making entry into the World Tree all the easier.
Now… all that remains is the Amber Eyes.
Though Elran possesses the same eyes, using him in my plan would be difficult.
But Silk—Silk can be manipulated however I see fit.
It’s a shame she didn’t willingly accept her place as my bonded pair, but I had already anticipated this possibility.
I made sure to procure convenient artifacts for such an occasion—so it’s hardly an issue.
It was truly fortunate that I managed to obtain these items at a bargain price in the Kingdom of Welmeria.
Apparently, some major trading company collapsed, flooding the black market with contraband goods.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that fate itself is on my side.
As I lay out the artifacts, I carefully construct the necessary steps for my plan.
I am nothing like the dreamers of my homeland, who shun reality.
I will craft a meticulous schedule, a flawless strategy, and rise—not just as an elf, but as a ruler of this world.
I will become the True King of the Forest, as foretold in legend, and unlock the ultimate truth of existence.
I will reclaim everything that was denied to me… and I will make all who mocked me pay.
My insolent younger brother, Sohar.
My childhood friend, Mieche, who abandoned me.
My father, who approved of it all.
The Pearl Forest, which accepted it as natural.
And even those foolish humans—
They will all come to understand their place!
But for that, I must remain calm—mustn’t I, Ilwen?
At the voice within my mind, I nod deeply.
Yes… calmly. Methodically. And without fail.
For I am destined to become this world’s chosen king.
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