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Chapter 607 The Price of Showing Off (Fifth Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
Celia looked at Stephen and everyone in the so-called 'Dark Elf Action Team' with a smile.

Was this dark elf really sent by the dark elf organization to assassinate her?
Celia didn't think so.

I have no grudge against the Dark Elves. It's impossible that I made them see me as a thorn in their side just because of my actions in saving the elven people.
Dark elves are, in a sense, a type of hybrid elf, only they have 'fallen'.

Celia didn't know much about the Dark Elves, but she felt that the Dark Elf organization had no motive for committing the crime.

Rather than the dark elf choosing to assassinate her instead of hiding in the shadows to avoid the pollution, Celia was more inclined to believe that the dark elf was sent by the Elven Royal Court to eliminate her as a thorn in their side and frame the dark elf organization for the incident.

If the Dark Elf organization is a terrorist organization, they probably wouldn't mind being labeled as such.

But that is, if they succeed.

If it were a fifth-tier shadow mage, Celia might still be in some danger, but with Ross around, Celia felt she might be safer than if she encountered a fourth-tier assassin.

As a fourth-tier shadow mage, Ross didn't give her any hints at all, leaving her to rely entirely on her passive ability and reaction skills to cope.

If it were a fifth-tier rank, Celia felt that Lord Ross would definitely remind her!

Whether this dark elf is from the Dark Elf Organization or from the Elf Royal Court, Celia will not let him go. If it is someone from the Holy Court, she might be able to trust him and have him arrested and interrogated.

But the Elven Royal Court... who knows whether they'll interrogate or release them after they've captured them?

He's a fourth-tier mage, after all.

They can be considered a core fighting force.

So when she saw Stephen trying to call for the Shadow Mage to be captured, Celia immediately and without hesitation fired an Ice Crystal Missile, blasting the Shadow Mage so badly that his corpse was almost impossible to reassemble!

Now, upon hearing Stephen say he wanted to 'protect' her, Celia simply smiled and then said calmly, "You want to 'protect' me? Then you'd better follow me first."

After saying that, Celia turned around, her back to everyone, and boarded her flying broom.

Then, Ross used his mental power to fling her away, sending her hurtling off into the distance at lightning speed.

From behind, Celia's departure was quite dashing; her flowing hair made her silhouette so beautiful.

From the front, Celia's face was deathly pale, her teeth clenched, and her teeth were still chattering.

"Too fast, too fast, Lord Ross, stop...stop it, ugh...I can't take it anymore...ah—!"

"Isn't this what you asked for?" Ross chuckled and accelerated again.

Now completely away from the crowd, Celia no longer maintained her composure. She clung tightly to her flying broom, her eyes closed, her face tense, like an octopus clinging to the broom, her flowing long hair already disheveled.

After a long while, Ross released the controls, allowing the speed to decrease.

Celia was on the verge of fainting. Only when the speed slowed down did she dare to open her eyes. As if she had been holding her breath underwater for a long time, she exhaled heavily and took deep breaths.

The girl landed unsteadily, her legs gave way, and she sat down on the ground in a duck-like position.

Fortunately, Celia was still somewhat conscious and chose to land on a grassy area.

She casually tossed the flying broom aside and stared blankly ahead, as if deep in philosophical thought.

Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?
Ross's phantom appeared before Celia and nodded approvingly: "Not bad, you've improved."

Celia's eyes finally flickered.

"progress?"

Ross smiled and said, "Well, it's faster this time than before, but you're not throwing up now, are you?"

Celia: "..."

Her face turned pale as she thought about the rapid flight she had just experienced. Because the speed was so fast, her fear had reached its limit, and she could no longer feel how much faster the speed was than before.

"Is it faster than before? I can't feel it anymore."

Celia reached out her hand shakily and patted her chest.

"Next, next time, please don't do that again!"

Ross raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?" "It's to show off, of course, to get Lord Ross to help me speed things up!"

Celia's lips were pale, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Lord Ross, I clearly said to just increase the speed slightly, so they can't catch up, why..."

"Just tell me, do you think they can catch up?"

"...But is this just a slight increase in speed?!"

“For me, it really is just a slight increase in speed.” Ross chuckled. “Well, you’re adapting well, aren’t you? Although the flight was a bit chaotic, I took your feelings into consideration and didn’t stop in populated areas.”

Celia: "..."

The girl patted her cheeks, slowly recovering from her racing heartbeat.

She said firmly, "In short, I will definitely not do it again next time!"

Ross smiled but didn't say anything.

It's just the price of showing off.

next time?
I guarantee you'll do it again next time.

Who told you to fly so slowly? You're not the kind of person who can show off.

Showing off comes at a price, but this price is already very light.

After a long pause, Celia finally stood up from the grass, brushed the weeds off her dress, and looked around.

Where have we come from?

Ross said, "Near the next city."

"The next city..."

Celia thought of something, opened her bracelet, checked the time, and found that the flight had taken less than ten minutes to arrive here.

She originally planned to fly for another two hours or so.

This city is not a city that extends from Dracula Town, but rather a city that is bypassed and then enters the Elf Forest.

So the journey is quite long.

Celia had already planned that if the city lord asked, she would say that this city was more severely affected by the disaster, so she came here first.

As for what the skipped cities might think, that's none of Celia's business.

If they become rude to us because we skipped them, we can simply ignore that city altogether.

Under Ross's influence, Celia had long since let go of her burden of kindness.

She remains kind, but she won't be morally blackmailed.

If you try to use moral blackmail, she'll simply refuse to do it.

We'll see who gets anxious then.

After resting for a while, Celia got back on her flying broom and flew towards the Elf Forest.

Before long, she arrived at a large city located in the southern region of the Elf Forest, a city called Forest Whisper City.

The city did not welcome Celia's arrival, because there should have been a city in front of them, though not smoothly, but still forming a triangle with Dracula Town.

In addition, they were in the Elf Forest, the territory of pure-blooded elves, and did not have the same expectations as in the outside cities.

But when Celia appeared at the city gate, the guards still showed surprise and delight.

"Great! It's Celia! We're saved!"

(End of this chapter)