Just the normal disclaimer. Any sexual acts by anyone in this story are 18 years old or older.
Beyond the Prison there is fun.
The next few days I settled into a routine. Spending several hours, a day at the police stations. There ended up being seven in this city. At first, I was met with some resistance but after trouncing every officer that wanted to fight, I was given a grudging respect. After a couple weeks I was given full acceptance.
The rest of my time was spent at the Academy either enchanting or working with Sonia. I found a small cadre of officers that were martial artists themselves and I was working with them to train up their ability to use Ki. Sonia started joining my martial arts training, so I was working with her in both spellcasting and martial arts.
Things were going pretty well. I had amassed a small fortune from my enchanting. The Magnus Academy was flush as well. I made sure that he got his cut of all my enchanting as well as part of my fees for training. Magnus was concerned about the amount of money I was giving him from my enchanting, but I told him that he earned it by giving me a place to work out of and the fact that I was relying on his name. We were both relying on each other. The fact that my enchanting was top rate meant that Magnus was gaining a reputation for fair prices and timely delivery.
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into a month. I began casting my anchoring spell on the first day of every month. I really enjoyed living in this world.
As a side note, in this world most of the top positions were filled by elves. Due to their long lives and their strong affinity for magic, they usually fill the positions of mayors of the cities, presidents of the companies and most of the top government positions. The only reasons elves hadn't taken over everything was because of their low birth rate. Elves had very long lives, in fact they were practically immortal. They never died of old age.
This meant that elves didn't have the sex drive that the shorter-lived races had. Most Elven females only had one or two children. There were rare exceptions to this but for the most part elves always figured they could have their children tomorrow or next month or next year or in 20 years.
Because they were usually in the higher Stratus of society, I wasn't surprised I hadn't met an elf yet. I didn't think much of it, but that changed in the middle of the second month I was teaching the police officers.
I had been careful to keep my pheromones in check. I had several policewomen that had come on to me, although I had been careful to let them know that I was dating. Sonia and I were a couple. I was happy with our current relationship. I was beginning to get used to the peculiarities of living with a cat girl.
Then the elf girl showed up. Silvertree was sent by the central government. Her mission was to learn the sonic scream spell and also to learn everything she could firsthand about the capture of the demon.
Teaching her the sonic scream spell took all of 10 minutes. It was truly a waste of her time; she could've learned it from any of the other officers that would come from the central government to learn it. She, however, was bound and determined not to leave my side except when I decided to use the restroom. She invited herself to come with me when I went to the school. She stayed with me as I taught magic and martial arts to Sonia and even tried to get us to invite her home with us for dinner.
After that first day of her being with me, I was tired of her. It wasn't that she wasn't good-looking, she was beautiful. Elves always are. She, however, had a haughty disposition that grated on me. When I was teaching magic or martial arts, she would look at me with a condescending smile. Never saying anything but looking as if she were about to tell me a better way of doing whatever it was that I was trying to teach.
On the second day she made the mistake of correcting me during a martial arts lesson. I had been taught martial arts on another world. She didn't feel that the way I was teaching was the way she had learned it. I explained that she had probably learned a different martial arts style than what I was teaching. She simply told me that her way was better. I had had enough so I called her on it and asked her to show me on the mats.
She acted as if she had been waiting for this opportunity. We were only going to spar but that lasted for all of two or three seconds. She tried a move and I countered. She tried a second move and I countered. She threw several punches which I evaded. Then I slipped her guard and tapped her lightly on the face. I did this because we were supposed to be sparring. She lashed out, having lost her cool, and she grazed me.
After that it was all out. We blocked and dodged and traded strikes and counterstrikes. She had scored a couple of hits to my body, and I had put several strikes to her face. She realized she was getting the worst of this, and she became angrier. She charged up a Ki strike and I formed a Ki barrier around me. I was trying to hold off using Ki in my strikes because I didn't want to injure her. She tried several times to sweep my legs, but I stopped her. The next time she tried, I swept hers first and dropped her flat on her back. I had my fist pressed against her temple and I told her that this match was over.
She had given me a run for my money, but she hadn't taken me seriously. She knew that she was so much better than me that she totally underestimated my ability. Then I cast a healing spell on her.
This kept her subdued for the next day or two. Magnus was of the opinion that she was sticking so close to me so that she could find out how I did my enchantments. The elves did a lion's share of the enchanting that was done in the world. I had such a massive amount of mana; I was able to make instant enchantments that a normal enchanter would have to take weeks or even months to enchant. I was wondering why Magnus had not asked me to do any enchanting since she had gotten here and now, I realized that he was trying to protect me. We really didn't know if we could trust this elf. Being an elf didn't mean that they were good or benign. Elves had the same self-interest as humans did. She very well could be scouting out a business rival.
That night Sonia invited Silvertree home for dinner. Sonia and I had baked a fresh batch of elf bread and I hadn't even made the connection. Sonia was having me cook some of the Dragon steaks that I had taken from a dragon I'd killed five worlds ago. I ended up with almost half a ton of Dragon meat and my companion at the time was a fairly skilled butcher. He had helped me cut it into steaks, roasts, sausages, stew meat and even hamburger. Dragon had a rich flavor that Sonja had fallen in love with immediately. I usually didn't get it out except on special occasions because the Dragon meat could enhance your magical power for a day or two after you ate it.
We served the Dragon steaks with vegetables and mashed potatoes and had fresh elf bread as well. Silvertree smelled the elf bread and became incensed. Asking how we had come into the possession of the elf bread? Sonia was cool and collected as she offhandedly mentioned that we had baked it yesterday. The elf now was almost apoplectic. She said that the recipe for elf bread was a highly guarded secret known only to the elves.
Silvestree's demeanor and bearing were completely inexcusable. At least to the Elven people. She had broken the Elven rules of conduct that I understood. I had lived with the elves on several worlds. And they were always very close to identical in their cultural taboos.
In the Elven tongue, I told Silvertree that she was being a very poor guest. She fired back in their own language that we had broken her cultural taboo. I told her that I had lived for many years among elves on several different worlds and her behavior would have caused her elders to put her outside the village for at least a week. This was kind of like putting a five-year-old in timeout in a corner.
Silvertree immediately went red as she realized that I did understand her culture. She realized this indeed was something the elders would do to a misbehaving Junior. I quickly asked her age, and she quickly mumbled 32. In Elvish society she was still a teenager.
I told her that I had saved an Elven village once and they gifted me with the recipe for elf bread. I took the recipe out of my storage. It was written on the leaf of the world tree of that world. The leaf was silver on one side and turquoise on the underside. It was the size of a wall calendar. In beautifully golden script, the recipe was written on the silver side of the leaf. The leaf was still supple and showed no signs of age or deterioration. There was a note of thanks stating why the recipe was given and my name was prominently attached as the recipient.
Her voice caught in her throat as she told me that this named me an elf friend. I told her that I had known and loved many elves. As a people they were noble and kind and honorable.
She wanted to leave now, having a full realization of her guilt. She had broken her customs as a guest. I quickly took her by the shoulders and moved her back over to the table and told her to sit down. The food was going to get cold. Sonia wouldn't hear of her trying to leave too early after the meal was over, either.
Silvertree wanted me to tell her stories about the elves that I had known. Sonia was also tickled to have me tell stories about my travels. Usually, I don't speak too often of them. Here and now, I felt it was probably for the best to tell stories that Silvertree would be able to relate to. I spoke of how we had done Guardian duty in the forest. Hunting down the different fell beasts that wandered into the area. Thinning packs of wolves and helping a unicorn who was having difficulty giving birth to her foal.