The Peerless Kobold

When the four Kobolts, drawn by the emerald-eyed elves, were marching south for the ancient woods... hundreds of obsidian elves were gathered in Elfast, the king's capital of the Elf Country "Town Forest", to the square.

"Why did Priest Marcus get killed? He wanted peace! We don't even have the freedom to express our opinion!!

In the crowd, Gregor, who led this demonstration, screams. Reform extremists are consolidating around him, an obsidian elf with silver hair on shallow black skin and sharp eyes.

"And I want you to think about it, more than the majority of the Elves living in the King's Capital are us, the family of Obsidian! How can we stay away from politics?!

"" That's right!

"" Tyranny!!

In response to the call, a voice rises out of the crowd. A few of them are misguided by people what his people screamed for fanning purposes... but there is no falsehood in the words themselves.

Of the twelve thousand or so that dwell in the king's capital, indeed about seven thousand are the families of Obsidian, and the remaining about three thousand are the families of bronze, and about two thousand are the families of white magnetism. This ratio remains almost unchanged in three cities other than Wang Du.

"Sure, we can't control the vitality of the world tree. But in order to benefit from it, you're asking me to follow the perennials of the future, the white magnets? So, just like livestock!! Somewhere we have to stand! Win your natural rights!!

"" "Whoa, whoa!!

Gradually Gregor's valves become feverish, and the crowd is attracted to it.

"As I was informed in advance, everyone gathered here will go to the royal castle to convey their thoughts!! Numbers are power, I want you to follow me!!

"I'm coming!

"For my obsidian compatriots. Huh!!

Dozens of his companions, who are causing the crowd to get mixed up, raise their minds and give voice to the surrounding obsidian elves. Originally, there were gatherings of those who questioned the idea of white magnetic superiority, and hundreds of obsidian people gradually began marching towards the royal castle...

"Ugh, they're annoying."

With that said, Mira, a bronze elf pharmacist, had a costly view over the window of the obsidian elves marching in some noise.

… The urban structure of the elves revolves around the world tree, surrounded by white magnetic habitats, and spreads in concentric circles into bronze habitats and obsidian habitats.

In other words, the Elves of Obsidian must pass through the Bronze Quarter to reach the Royal Castle. If, hypothetically, a riot occurs, it is a bronze residential area sandwiched between white magnets and obsidian residential areas that turns it into a place of disturbance.

"As the Alliance Master put it, it's more auspicious not to get involved... in case you have to think about evacuation routes properly"

She takes out a map of the surrounding underground tunnels and looks out with a serious face as she picks up Saho's ears peeking from her beautiful hair. In the first place, the producing elves' girlfriends are good as long as they are free to build things.

That is why it is unacceptable that her childhood tampering was held responsible for the production and imprisoned.

As with such Mira, the bronze elves living in the surrounding houses close the door and wait quietly for them to pass by, but...

Hundreds of Obsidian elves, led by Gregor, had been held back by armed white magnetic guards as they stepped slightly into the residential area of the white magnetic elf.

"You guys, break it up!!

"Your actions are disturbing order!

"Why, we're just going to the Queen to plead!!

"Right!! Clear the way!!

Fists inadvertently fly from the guard's blind spot as the marching Obsidian elves head and white magnetic guards rub together.

"Ha, ha, you!!

The battered guard responds reflexively to the man in the obsidian elf who tries to hit him even more, but the battered man screamed as soon as possible!

"Guards beat me up! Can the guards do harm to the people!!

"Nah!?

"Is that how the white magnets do it!!

"You think the same thing about us as livestock!

A similar voice rises elsewhere, and an anger flies between the obsidian elves and the guards who were pushing each other.

It should be noted that all those disputed by the crowd and beaten by the guards, and those who incite the scene with radical statements, are reformist extremists who were under Gregor's direction. They had plotted to separate the white magnetic elves of the conservative mainstream from the obsidian elves of the reform mainstream to bring them into conflict.

(... the numbers are overwhelmingly higher for us. Now it's still a skirmish, but if the spark grows and there's a conflict, we can beat the white magnets! I'll remind those white magnets who have been scorning us!!)

Gregor laughs thinly at the center of the crowd, who has constantly scratched the field so that the spark grows, including leading the Central Council raid.

He is blessed with his physique and has a good hunting arm, and a glimpse in the Obsidian family as well... so I cannot allow my way of life to be restricted simply by being the Obsidian family whose skin colour is light and black.

(It doesn't bother me that the minority is rushing! Control of the world tree? I wish I could threaten you with my power!!)

It should also be noted that the few white magnetic elves who question the imposition of inequality in the colour of their skin also belong to the Reformed Moderate... Gregor is an abdominal desire to eliminate them as well once all is over.

To that end, it is necessary to increase the number of Obsidian clans that can be mobilized in the context of the protests and even to solicit from the reformist extremists who follow them.

Against the background of the divergence between the idea of freedom and equality and the present situation, which has gradually permeated, and the dissatisfaction caused by it, he gradually stretches its power…