The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

The next morning, Sally went to church to pray.

She felt guilty about the lie and wanted to see the relic again.

"Miss Sally has arrived." Upon arriving at the church, the old priest, after hearing the servant's report, came out and spoke a few words to Sally.

After all, in the eyes of the old priest and others, Sally was the daughter of the Sword Saint.

"Ah, Your Excellency, I dare not trouble you." Sally naturally dared not let the old priest accompany her, but simply said that she wanted to see the holy relics and then offer a prayer.

The old priest exchanged a few polite words with Sally, but still stayed with her.

Today wasn't Sunday, and the relics were kept in a secret room. After Sally went to see them, she couldn't quite describe how she felt.

My feelings towards this relic have been fluctuating. I once genuinely believed it was my father's keepsake, and for a moment, I was so excited that I trembled and felt deeply honored.

But now, seeing this uniquely crafted black box again, she doesn't know what to do.

After looking at it, she still left.

Some doubts in my heart have not been completely resolved, but at least I feel much better.

Thank you, Lorenwei.

As Sally left the church, she gazed into the distance in the direction of the Lorenwei villa.

Regardless of whether you are a reincarnation of the Sword Saint or not, I still want to thank you.

If it really is the reincarnation of Sword Saint Mu Zhe… Sally felt her heart skip a beat…

She didn't dare to think too much, shook her head, and quickly left.

After the old priest saw Sally off, surprisingly, Sylph arrived.

The old priest, unaware of Sylph's true identity, assumed she was Lorenve's magical pet, but still invited her in with great respect.

"I'm just waiting for someone." Sylph politely asked for a rather secluded secret room.

"Waiting for someone?" The old priest was somewhat surprised. "Who could it be?"

Then, it turned out to be Deacon Hoan, who had previously served as the judge of the holy relics.

The old priest wondered to himself: What day is it today? Why are they all coming one after another?

Deacon Huo was very polite: "I was invited by someone, and I apologize for the intrusion."

Soon, the old priest discovered that Deacon Hoan was also surprised that it was Sylph who had invited him.

Sylph and Deacon Hoan entered the secret room to talk.

The old priest didn't dare to eavesdrop.

As a seasoned veteran, I naturally know that sometimes the less you know, the better.

Sylph naturally used her restored memories and some of the Elven methods to invite Deacon Hoan.

"Sir, I've invited you here today on someone's behalf to ask you something." Silph naturally wouldn't reveal that she was a heroine.

Only those very familiar with her, such as Lorenwei, could guess that she was the heroine. Otherwise, given the completely different hair color, physical characteristics, and especially her strength, it would be almost impossible for others to suspect her.

"I have some important business to report about the Elven race. Please speak," Deacon Huo An said politely.

The deacon's position in the Holy Church is already quite high, ranking below the bishop. But this Sylph possesses a top-tier elven token of introduction, which he must treat with utmost respect.

Sylph asked earnestly, "I want to ask, what was the content of the divine oracle given by the hero Mu Zhe back then?"

"..." Deacon Huo An considered the level of the other party's token before recounting: "The hero Mu Zhe received a divine oracle at the Holy Cathedral, which contained eight words: 'The Demon King plots, summon the Demon Emperor.' Of course, this is the publicly available first half of the divine oracle."

"It's been made public?" Siruf was taken aback.

She naturally knew about this back then. The Demon King wanted to summon the Demon Emperor, who was an invincible being. Even if the Demon Emperor wasn't in his complete form, he was still not someone a hero could defeat.

The Demon Emperor is a rank above the Demon King; his arrival in a realm means the deaths of millions. Even the invincible Holy Son of Light back then probably wouldn't stand a chance against the Demon Emperor. Perhaps only the Holy Maiden of Light, Elena, could possibly prevail.

Deacon Huo An slowly said, "I said this is what's public, but naturally there are also secrets. What you want to know is undoubtedly this part. It's just that it involves the Hero..."

He hesitated slightly at this point. Although it wasn't a confidential matter, the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Sylph extended her left hand, a small ball of shimmering light shining in her palm.

"Is this the shining light of elven nobility?!" Deacon Hoan immediately realized that Siruf's status was not low and she was qualified to know about this matter.

“Tell me everything, without missing a single word.” Sylph’s gaze was sharp.

Deacon Huo An said, enunciating each word clearly, "The second half of the divine decree also contains eight characters: [The brave warrior Mu Zhe died in the final battle!]"

“…” Sylph’s breathing suddenly became rapid.

They had known about the divine oracle for months before the final battle.

Therefore, the hero team trained desperately and paid close attention to the Demon King's movements, rushing to the final battle before the summoning ceremony could be prepared.

However, Mu Zhe knew he would die in the final battle...

Fragments of events from over a decade ago flashed through my mind...

He rejected her several times... even before the final battle, she shamelessly slept in the same tent with him, but nothing happened...

That's it!

Sylph turned abruptly and left the secret chamber: "Thank you for your hard work, butler."

Deacon Hoan watched Siluf leave, puzzled, and noticed that her voice was choked with emotion.

When Sylph returned to the villa, in the bedroom on the second floor, Lorenve was by the window helping Kurara adjust her close-fitting knight's waist guard.

“I’ve improved this waist support. Not only is it protected by wind magic, but it also makes you less prone to heat rash, even in summer… Oh my, Kurara, your waist is so slender, it’s simply…” Lorenwei’s mind was elsewhere. She didn’t hear the elf’s light footsteps as she went upstairs. When she sensed the elf entering the bedroom, she jumped up in fright and quickly removed her hands from Kurara’s waist: “Ah! Sylph, you’re back?!”

Kurala was a little embarrassed and quickly stepped aside to go downstairs.

Although the two haven't had any major battles over the palace these past few days, being caught doing that just now makes it feel like they're cheating.

“…” Sylph walked toward Lorenve with a gloomy face.

"Haha, I'm also planning to make you a new type of one-way breastplate. This is for forward-looking research." Lorenwei made an excuse to appear calm, but her hands unconsciously rose up in a gesture of surrender.

The hands retain a lingering fragrance, but the heart lacks confidence.

The next moment, Silph lunged forward and grabbed Lorenvi tightly with tremendous force, even knocking her off her balance and onto the bed.

Lorenvi fell face-first onto the bed, still held tightly by the elf, almost unable to breathe: "Sylph, I just touched her waist, that's all..."

"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!" The elf buried her head in Lorenwei's neck and shoulders, rubbing against her forcefully, almost tangling their hair so they were difficult to separate. After a long while, she whispered, "As long as you don't die in this life, you'll pay back everything you owed me in your past life!"

"what?"

"You owed me in your past life!" Sylph looked down into Lorenve's eyes, her own eyes brimming with tears, and choked out, "You owed me in your past life! In this life, I will make you pay! ...For the rest of my life!"

Chapter 279 The Reappearance of the Black Abyss Messenger

"What's wrong with you tonight?" Lorenwei felt that there was something wrong with Sylph today.

More than an hour has passed since she pounced on me on the bed, and she's still clinging to me like a koala.

“I’m fine, everything is normal,” Sylph replied to Lorenwei with a smile, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons.

Lorenwei blushed: "You think it's normal for someone to stick to me like a parasite?"

"How dare you talk like that? Who's the parasite?!" Sylph slapped Lorenwei, but still refused to kill her.

"If you don't let go soon, we're afraid Meilan will have to buy lunch for us again."

"Meilan... could you help me buy lunch this afternoon?" Siruf shouted loudly downstairs.

"Oh," Meilan replied.

The sound wasn't loud; only Sylph could hear it.

"She agreed. We don't have to worry about lunch." Sylph still held onto Lorenve tightly, refusing to let go.

Lorenvi said helplessly, "Fine, you win. But when Kurara comes to kill me, make sure I have a whole corpse."

"Serves you right, who told you to be such a womanizer all your life!" Sylph pinched Lorenvi a few times.

Kurara watched from downstairs as Meilan went out, looking somewhat uneasy, but she didn't think too much about it, since her main attention was upstairs.

Peeking in a few times, I saw that Lorenwei had gotten out of bed and was reading a book by the bedside.

Sylph clung to her neck and wouldn't let go.

The two didn't do anything more outrageous, and Kurara, who felt guilty about her previous intimacy with Lorenwei, refrained from pursuing the matter further.

She was still a little puzzled: "What's wrong with Sylph?"

Although Sylph was usually very jealous, she would never have expressed her feelings so openly.

Lorenwei felt the same way, unable to understand why Sylph wouldn't let go of her.

"Hey, Siruf, why are you clinging to me like this as soon as you come back after you went out this morning?" Lorenwei asked tentatively for what felt like the umpteenth time.

"You ask me why? I'm not telling you." Sylph smiled.

Lorenve even tried to break free, but Sylph wouldn't allow it.

Well, it's not bad to be held by such a beautiful woman anyway. Lorenwei enjoyed the soft and fragrant feeling and peacefully continued reading.

My swordsmanship training has reached a new bottleneck. If I want to make further progress, completely surpass the level of heroes and demon kings, and touch the realm of demon gods, I must merge magic with my swordsmanship to reach a new level.

It could be described as a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, but while I have theoretically envisioned it, my energy reserves are far from sufficient.

Lorenwei possesses exceptional physical magical talent, top-tier knowledge, and excellent sword intent, but what she lacks is energy.

This "energy" is a general term, encompassing physical strength, explosive power, and other physical attributes. Currently, Lorenwei's physique is more mage-oriented, at the level of Sally, and far inferior to Kurara.

However, Lorenwei wasn't in a hurry, because after the Sevi tribe was redefined, there would be a physical leap. The entire body would be reconstructed, giving her a sense of rebirth, which should solve the energy problem.

Meilan went to buy lunch.

She was already restless, but she still keenly sensed that someone was approaching her again.

The other person was dressed as a mage, and avoided places like magic crystal surveillance, approaching to talk on the way to the cafeteria.

This time, the person who contacted me was not just one person, but seemed to be part of an organization.

The other party was clearly not a demon. Meilan also sensed that the other party was not a high-level demon either, but should be a member of the human race.

This organization is not weak; Meilan estimated their strength, and it's remarkable they were able to enter the academy a second time. The Black Robe Organization can basically be ruled out; given the academy's tight security, it would be difficult for them to enter again.