Tristan managed to get nearly 50,000 additional blood essence from the corpses of humans and elves who were victims of the previous Spaceknight and Asgardian attacks.
[Blood essence: 64,210]
After seeing the total blood essence that was available and making sure that not a single drop of blood was wasted, Tristan walked back into the hall.
Every second that ran right now was a very crucial moment. Although it was clear that there were still many victims who needed help, he knew that he had to prepare for war immediately as the enemy definitely won't stop with Arcadia.
"Serene!" Tristan saw his wife back in a dress with a beautiful flower ornament.
With everything that going on, all the incoming threats he once again thinks about the people he cares about.
"Serene, stay put." his order was heeded by Serene, who looked confused.
Tristan raised his hand and prepared for his spells.
[Blood Mastery - Blood Seal]
[Augmentation]
[Augmenting the target requires 10,000 blood essence]
Tristan wishes to increase the strength of Serene who was still at the level of a saint elven warrior. She needed greater strength so that the possibility of survival of his wife increased if later she would get involved in the war. And that was something Tristan could do for now.
"Yes"
Blood mist suddenly emerged from Tristan's body and then crawled through the still air, moving around Serene's body who was looking confused.
However, once the blood mist had obscured his vision from Serene, Tristan could feel a significant development of energy from the woman's body. His efforts had been successful. And the blood mist disappeared again.
[Target successfully Augmented]
Now it left Serene, whose skin looked even more radiant and her two round eyes reflected a brighter light than before. She looked very fresh.
[A female elf's power has been increased]
[Crescent Moon stage Magus]
"Tristan, what just happened?... this... this is..." Serene moved her two hands which felt different, and her body too. She spun in front of Tristan as if she were dancing.
"Congratulations, you are now a Magus Level Elf," Tristan explained.
If increasing the number of troops was impossible to do instantly, then Tristan preferred to increase the strength of those who were ready to fight against the enemy.
Serene's eyes widened at the answer from Tristan between disbelief and admiration for her husband's ability. The strange sensation all over her body while going through the period of increasing the strength that Tristan did had now disappeared. She patted her own cheeks while facing the glass to see her own reflection.
"This is amazing!" she said, enjoying her new power, which was definitely different from before.
"Serene, I need to gather all the leaders of wood elves. Tell them to meet me in the meeting room."
Hearing Tristan's words and the very serious expression on his face, Serene nodded briskly before turning away to follow his wishes.
Moments later, the leaders of the four wood elves' kingdoms had come into the meeting room where Tristan was waiting.
They were King Ivaasar, Queen Leena, and Princess Serene of the Vanyar Kingdom.
King Haladar and Levi from the Mirkwood Kingdom.
Elroth of the Forlorn Kingdom represented Tristan, who was already considered a legitimate king of the wood elves' kingdom.
And the last one was an elder named Durlan who was the brother of the king of the Ithilien kingdom who had died on the battlefield. He came alone because his people were busy helping the healing process of those who were still injured.
"I am to discuss how we are to deal with the invaders, they have taken over Arcadia, but we know their main target are the elves"
Tristan began to speak, and those present at the impromptu meeting listened, responding with a nod of their heads.
"We have to be prepared. The enemy can attack at any time, and won't stand a chance unless we unite our power."
"I agree with you," King Ivaasar confirmed.
They all agreed that Tristan's statement was true and there was no time to relax.
"How much power do we have? I need a number, how many of you can join for war?" Tristan propped himself up, on a large stone table in the middle of them.
"1700 troops from the Vanyar kingdom are ready for battle. Some of the others have to stay here to treat the injured." Queen Leena clearly had faith in the numbers she mentioned.
"We have more than 1300 troops from our Forlorn Kingdom who are ready to fight," Elroth explained, as he had become a fairly good representative.
"We will win this war, Ithilien will mobilize the entire army to avenge the death of the king, my brother. 2000 elves ready for battle" Elder Durlan had clenched his fists in anger.
"I will invite the entire Mirkwood army to fight, the power we have is immense. There are 3000 plus troops ready to wipe out the Asgardians and the space knights." King Haladar was willing to send his entire army to help Tristan fight and win Arcadia back after the blood elf's actions that meant a lot to him.
Tristan smiled, 8,000 elves will join the battle.
However, still, to win a great war like this, quality was more important than quantity. With a full moon magus and two half-moon magus in the opposing camp joining the Aesir and the Legacy, Tristan felt responsible if the troops that had been handed over to him would later fall.
More than 8000 troops of wood elves were ready to fight. With the addition of the strength of the orcs, dark elves, and high elves, Tristan was certain that his army was far more numerous than the opponent.
Knowing that Tristan felt that he could breathe a sigh of relief. Furthermore, he had planned something.
Again, in a major war, the quality of troop strength was far more important than quantity. And as for him, he had planned to increase the strength of those saints. Especially those who could be relied on with their unquestionable fighting experience.
"Serene, bring them into this room."
Serene walked towards the wooden door to call out to the person standing behind it, outside the room.
Three figures who were ready, standing behind the door walked in and joined the meeting room of the wood elves' leaders.
They were Tristan's Elven masters.
