21st Century Archmage

“T-The elves have come!”

“YEAAAH!”

I put the slaves in Nerman to work at once, striking while the iron was hot. 10,000 were put in the coal mines in order to prepare for winter, 10,000 were sent to mine limestone and collect sand for cement production, 30,000 for road construction, 10,000 to produce bricks, 10,000 to finish building the salt farm, and the rest were put to work repairing the castle walls or miscellaneous farming work.

‘Hoho, theres 100 of them.

The elves had flown over with every harpy at their disposal. They landed swiftly near me, sitting two elves to one harpy.

I exchanged greetings with a male elf who seemed to be the oldest among the elves and their leader.

“May the blessing of the green bough be upon thee.”

“May the forests peace be upon Brother Kyre,” the elf said smoothly in response.

‘Aww, our cutiepie has come as well.

In human years, she was a 60-year old granny, but in elf years, Narmias was a woman in her early 20s, right in her prime. She was beaming at me.

“Chief Elder Parciano has ordered us to do our utmost to assist you. What will you have us do, Brother?”

“Allow me to extend my gratitude to the Chief Elder and you all once again for your kind consideration.”

I showed the highest level of respect to the elves, a race that put a high value on courtesy.

‘Who would have thought that elves would move just for some bread?

Just one soft bread and a few pieces of fruit could turn the elves into faithful workers. Even the effort of 10,000 couldnt match up to the spirit summoning power of the 100 elves here.

“First of all, I believe we should finish the road construction that was left unfinished last year. There should be a few brothers among you who have a great deal of experience with the process.”

My eyes were pretty sharp, so I could immediately tell that quite a few of the elves were people who had participated last year.

“I think 30 should be plenty for this area. If the rest would kindly follow me to a different area, I would be much obliged.”

“As your heart wills, Brother.”

These elves, who had suffered from a stress disorder year after year, had apparently received strict orders from Elder Parciano. They complied with zero complaints.

“Sir Andriave.”

“Y-Yes, my liege!” Andriave stuttered, clearly nervous from meeting the legendary elves face to face.

“You just have to connect the road according to this blueprint.”

“Understood, my liege!”

Andriave put emphasis onmy liege at the end, sending me a gaze full of respect.

“I will move to a different construction site, so if anything comes up, inform me with communication magic.”

“As you command!”

Around 20,000 construction workers were present for the road going east. Much like Andriave, they stared at the elves with shock. Elves were currently extremely rare no matter where you went on the continent, so seeing not just one, but a hundred of them at once was sure to become an unforgettable memory for the workers.

“Summon Terran!”

“Summon Gnomae!”