Until the Elven Nation Attacked 12

"I am a little bit nervous."

Mostly because instead of preparing, I've been... distracted. Calming my own nerves.

Yeah, I'll go with that, I was doing what I was doing to calm my own nerves, by masturbating repeatedly- by giving myself a massage, until I could relax and no longer have to worry or think about the stressful situation that I would soon be in.

"You look nervous, Savior."

Neem, ever a soothing voice, did no soothing by stating the obvious. "I am nervous," I replied, because if she got to state the obvious, then so did I. "I mean, I'm going to be standing in front of the oldest, most skilled and most respected elves in all our lands, and then I'm going to tell them to accept a radical change to their mode of life out of nowhere."

"I... suppose so, but," Neem rested her cheek on her hand and the elbow of that arm on the hand of the other arm, framing her breasts quite nicely as she did. "You've met several of the Elders already. Kalatina. Myself. Miel. I suppose with her position of leadership currently, Meltriss is effectively as good as an elder currently."

"Even so - I still can't imagine this is going to be easy," I said, sighing.

Neem patted my shoulder. "Come along now, Savior," she spoke, gently guiding me.

The 'council of elders' as I was tentatively calling it in my head was meeting in the largest building I've seen, and as the goddess informed me, the largest building the elves had ever constructed.

I was almsot surprised to learn that it wasn't some sort of ceremonial hall or anything like that. It was actually originally supposed to be a warehouse for alcohol, but the warehouse later got moved underground where the Dark Elves would have an easier time grabbing it.

They were already in there, Neem informed me, waiting. I would be upset about making them wait minutes, but it had been several days of me hanging out with Meltriss and even helping Miel along with her work, working on trying to translate the blueprint images in my head to something she could use.

While generating electricity was actually significantly easier than I thought it would be, actually putting it to use was way off still- and I'm stalling.

Slapping my cheeks lightly, I bounced on the balls of my feet and loosened up my arms, raising and lowering them. Thank you overpowered elf biology for letting me feel all loose and limber. "Alright, let's go in, I'm ready," I said.

"That's the spirit Savior," Neem said, gesturing at the door to the warehouse-cum-meeting room, quite a large set of double doors clearly meant for people to come in or out with stuff without issue.

As I opened them, I half expected to find a courtroom or even a throne room or an audience room, instead, there was just a big square table with wooden chairs set around them, eight chairs, though two were empty, four to my left, four to my right.

Also directly facing the door, and on the other side of the table than the one I was on, there was a singular chair.

"There's six people here," I said, "I thought-"

"We've brought everyone who both has elves willing to listen to what they say, and who agreed to show up, I, ah, had to do some convincing," Neem interrupted.

"I see..." I frowned.

"Everyone!" Neem called their attention by clapping. "Can I have your attention please?" she asked. "This is, as I promised, the Savior sent to us by the Goddess Yggdrassil," she called, smiling brightly.

"Yeah that's me," I said, waving my hand. The elves I knew greeted me with smiles, the others, looked curious.

"Shall I introduce you, Savior?" Neem asked.

"Please," I added, nodding at her.

She started with the left side, that had three elves sitting on the chairs, leaving one empty.

On the left, Kalatina sat closest to me, to her left was Miel, and to Miel's left was an elf I didn't know, she had the same tan skin as Kalatina, but her muscles weren't quite as pronounced.

"This is Caetana," Neem introduced the girl.

"Yo," the elf replied, waving.

She didn't wear the same kind of armor, but she was definitely armored. She was yawning and stretching, her short blond hair was tussled and messy, she wore the tiniest thong I've seen so far, side tie with the strings tied into ribbons, thigh high stockings, boots with toe and kneeguards, and armpit length gloves, all in black and blue with reddish orange trim, that seemed slightly luminiscent.

"Name's Caetana," she said, "I'm, I guess, the oldest hunter. Come to me if you need a monster killed," she said, poking just under her throat with her thumb, "or if you need a guide in the forest! Nobody knows it, or its creatures, better than I do!"

She... hm... "So would you say you're an expert in the forest's flora and fauna?" I asked, "and its geography as well?"

"Yeah, hunting's about way more'n fighting, the young'uns never get it in their heads, just think they're gonna pick up a weapon and start killing monsters, get themselves injured or worse," she nearly spat out. "I heard you've been converting the ragtag group of idiots I gave up on into some proper warriors. I wanna see what you can really do with them..."

"I see," I hummed. "Well it's nice to meet you."

"Me too."

Neem smiled, then she gestured to my right side, and the first elf I already didn't know.

She, like most elves, was blonde, though her hair was a lot more pale, and her skin was actually a few shades lighter than I expected as well. She looked like she spent most of her time underground, actually like how I would've expected the undergrounder dark elves to look.

She wore a purple and black cape, and a sling bikini of an outfit, which covered damn near nothing, glossy and shiny in purple.

"This is Stella," Neem informed.

"Greetings," the elf replied. "Among mages, I am the eldest and most knowledgeable, nobody among the elves knows of the mysteries of the arcane and alchemical as I do," she spoke.

Hm... "Magic..?" I asked, closing my eyes and letting the Goddess fill in for me. Magic was... not quite what I expected. It wasn't an art where you can wave a wand and call some fancy magical word and have the impossible occur.

"Certainly! None among the short lived races compares to the depths of my magical knowledge," she spoke, smiling brightly. She raised her hand in front of her face, held it as if she had powder collected, and blew into it, the air she blew igniting into a small fireball that quickly faded.

It seemed like something simple and uncomplicated, but it was certainly no joke. Magic required a deep and thorough understanding of the principles behind natural phenomena, and an unquestioning belief in one's own ability to manipulate them.

In essence, she was more or less telling me she was the most learned elf among them all. I suppose she'd be the Physicist to Miel's Engineer.

In fact, I saw Miel direct a side glance at her, and I could definitely tell there was some sort of friction. That wasn't good, I would need them working together if I wanted to start forging ahead with development.

To Stella's right was an elf with extremely long silvery blue hair, and a silver, black and purple one-piece outfit. Her hair was pulled, separated into two long pigtails, but there was so much volume to it that it hardly detracted from the cascade of silvery blue locks behind her.

She had a smirk on her face as Neem gestured to her.

"This is Lotte," Neem explained.

"As the esteemed Elder said, my name is Lotte," the girl said, raising her arms and showing off the complexity of her outfit, and bringing attention to the curves of her body as well. "I serve as the keeper of our knowledge, I look after and write down our traditions and folklore," she explained. "If it ever fancies you to learn of our history, please feel free to visit my home."

She glances at me, and I can see her furtive gaze roving over me.

"I might," I said, humming.

There's something the Goddess cannot give me, even if I ask, and that is the feelings and thoughts of the elves that are no longer among us, that can only be seen in their writings, in their preserved words and in their existing work.

Those who don't know their history are doomed to repeat it.

Finally, to Lotte's right was the final elf I didn't know.

"This is Ria," Neem said. "Ria?"

"Ah, I'm- sorry, I was just napping a little!"

Once again, we're back to standard, big tits, golden blonde hair, a lovely smile, and big tits, did I mention her tits? I cleared my thoughts. She wore one of the most covering and elaborate outfits among the elves yet, in fact, it looked like someone had made a parody of the armor of a holy knight or paladin, turning it into lingerie.

"My name's Ria, though I guess you knew that," she giggled. "I'm one of the few elves who grows plants instead of just foraging, I'm a bit of a weirdo but I guess some others took to gardening alongside me and now they listen to what I say, sometimes anyway!"

She seemed a little ditzy. "What's with the," I gestured at my own chest, then at her.

"Ah, well, since the best soil is actually close to the forest, sometimes a monster manages to make it through the barrier," she said, then she patted the sword at her hip, "I got this and the pieces I made my armor from by fighting monsters!" she said.

I hummed.

"I'm the one who turned the bits and bobs of monsters she cut into gear," Miel said, proudly.

"And I'm the one who actually chased them off," Stella snarked.

"Both of you calm down, you're embarrassing us in front of the Savior," Kalatina chided.

"She's the embarrassing one," Miel huffed.

"Both of you are," Caetana said, crossing her arms.

"Oh dear," Lotte said, fanning her face. "I've got to say, I've logged three hundred and eighty seven fights between you two, and not once has a victor been crowned."

"Wow, I knew you two were losers, I didn't think it was to this extent!" spoke Ria with a little giggled.

"Why you little-"

I slammed my palm on the table and made it shake.

"Enough!" I shouted.

Initially, I thought I'd be having to deal with women of incredible age and experience, who could and would circles around me. But that wasn't the case. In fact, other than Neem, who looked more than a little embarrassed, I found myself among a bunch of idiots that were quickly devolving into a catfight.

"As you've heard, I was the one sent by the goddess for the purpose of bringing our people together and create a nation that could withstand the raging flames of war heading its way," I spoke, making a sweeping gesture with my hand. "Each and every one of us is required, from myself, to each of you and Neem, and every last elf roaming these lands and those who've crossed the barrier and ventured out of the forest. Every. Single. Elf!" I shouted.

They became quiet as I spoke.

"Some of you already know me, and all of you know of me," I said, clenching my fist, "and some of you even know about my plans, so I'll make it simple so it won't bore you," I said.

Neem moved past me and sat on one of the empty seats to my left as I began my rant.

"We will become a nation," I said. "The Goddess has brought me here for a reason, to protect each and every one of you, to rescue the elves who've fallen into danger... but most of all, the goddess has tasked me with turning us from a loose gathering of people into a nation that will fight, and win, and dominate the world around us."

Most of them seemed to be a bit surprised at that.

"The goddess..?" Ria asked.

"Would she really call for hostile action?" Lotte wondered.

"If it was to protect her children..." Kalatina muttered.

"I see, so it's like that," Caetana spoke.

"As long as I get to invent new things!" Miel responded.

"To finally put my knowledge to use... what a privilege!" Stella gushed.

"The goddess' will shall be done," Neem agreed.

I clenched my fist.

"First things first, we will need all of you to gather the elves who listen to your words. We need to pool our knowledge and ability, and start work."

I looked at each of them in turn.

"First things first, we will create a centralized, functional government. Efficiency and efficacy will be our motto. There are too few of us and we are scattered."

"Then you would lead us, Savior?" asked Lotte.

"No, I could not. It is not my role," I said, "that is the role of the one who has earned and deserves it," I said, pointing at Neem. "I nominate Neem, eldest among us, as our leader, our Queen," I said.

There were a few murmurs among them.

I decided to continue on, realizing there was no structure to this. Work for later.

"We will construct a house of government," that would one day be a palace, but baby steps, "and we will gather the elves and develop a town around it. With the knowledge the goddess grants me, I will help you develop. I will help you research new technology, train and operate a military and teach you the ins and outs of civil design and engineering. I will advance your knowledge of science and bring about a revolution in development."

They were all looking at me.

"But most important of all," I said, looking at each of them in the eyes as I began letting my dick bulge the crotch of my outfit.

The ones who were seeing it for the first game gasped as they saw the proof of my status as their savior. Of course, they had listened to Neem as I expected, but seeing it was different to being told of it.

"I'm going to make each and every one of you scream in pleasure and bear my child," I said.

I had their interest before.

But now?

Now I had their undivided attention.

"But I can't do it all on my own, I will need your help, your expertise and your knowledge," I said, "so here I am, requesting your assistance and your support, to turn us into a world power that has nothing to fear from anyone," I said.

From the looks on their faces, I knew I had them.

Besides, the elves were incredibly bored from doing pretty much nothing with their day for so long... I imagine that in their minds, even if this little plot failed, at least it'd stave off boredom.

Things are starting to move.

Neem clapped. "I'll follow you, Savior, if you would have me, I'll do my utmost to be a pillar of support for our society!"

"Me as well!"

"And me!"

Each of them was getting excited.

And so am I. After all, each step gets me closer to my true ambition...

One day... maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but some day, soon, I will see my ambition achieved, I shall make love to all of my precious elves!