You think you're worthy of saving the world?

Celestia remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"Really? You must be imagining things. Hiltia is only 70 years old, how could she appear in a singularity from 2000 years ago?"

"You're right, I must have been mistaken," the First Princess said apologetically.

"Hmm...hmm."

For some reason, a bead of sweat rolled down the "Eternal Queen's" beautiful face.

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Holy crap! It's Master Jing!

Yuri was secretly taken aback.

In his time, elves were rarely seen in human kingdoms.

Even the Child of Prophecy, who lived for 14 years, had only ever seen one elf.

However, it seems that it was not uncommon for elves to roam within human activity areas 2000 years ago.

This is why they were often targeted by slave traders.

Due to certain historical reasons, the slave trade of elves was an absolute capital offense on the continent, yet many people still took the risk.

The girl in front of him looked like an elven ranger who had come to rescue her companions.

"Why haven't you stopped the carriage yet! If you want to live, stop the carriage, dismount, and surrender obediently... Huh? What's going on?"

The elf girl with long ponytail tilted her head.

She noticed the boy peeking out of the small window behind the corpse, but couldn't understand what the two were doing.

Could it be some kind of special kind of play between humans... a suffocating game?

After a few seconds of meaningless contemplation, the elf girl decided to give up thinking altogether.

She took a deep breath: "This is your final warning. Stop immediately—"

"Stop yelling! I've already taken care of this guy. Come on, help me drive!"

Yuri growled angrily at the wooden-headed elf girl.

"Ah...yes! I'm sorry..."

The blonde girl finally realized what was happening and sheepishly jumped onto the carriage.

Fortunately, the road was bumpy and noisy enough that the two carriages behind did not notice the commotion.

"What's wrong with this elf girl? She's so clumsy! She almost got discovered by the enemy!"

After Yuri and the cartload of slave children were safe again, the Third Princess Hiltia finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the human boy reacted in time, otherwise a disaster would have occurred."

The second princess, Grantia, looked displeased and said coldly, "Although I don't want to speak ill of our ancestral elves from 2000 years ago, can't she even do the most basic thing like observing the situation?"

"How shameful! If we can't even compare to humans, we'll only bring shame to the Holy Tree Kingdom when we travel outside."

Celestia: "..."

Eltia pinched her delicate chin and murmured to herself, "...She really does look a lot like Hiltia."

"W-Why are we still talking about that topic? I don't think it's appropriate at all, Eltia, please stop saying strange things."

The gentle and dignified "Eternal Queen" unusually reprimanded her beloved daughter with a stern rebuke.

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"Did you kill him?"

The blonde elf girl gripped the reins while turning her head to stare at Yuri and the corpse in his hands.

"If I didn't kill him, then who did?"

Yuri said irritably that he almost got killed by this elf.

The blonde elf was a little embarrassed: "I'm so sorry, I didn't know I'd run into this situation..."

This is my first time acting as a chivalrous knight-errant, punishing evil and promoting good, so I'm a little too excited, hehe.

“That’s enough,” Yuri sighed.

The elven girl secretly observed him for a long time before finally confirming that the person who killed the slave trader was a human boy who was not yet an adult, and she was very surprised.

"Why are you staring at me?" Yuri frowned.

The elven girl was a little annoyed: "Don't be so aggressive. Didn't I already apologize for what happened earlier?"

Yuri sighed and said speechlessly, "I told you to stop staring at me and hurry up and find the key on this guy to unlock my door."

"Ah...yes."

The elven girl removed Yuri's shackles.

Afterward, Yuri tossed the shackle key to the other children in the carriage, while he himself used his spiritual power to heal his wrist in the most discreet way.

The elven girl tilted her head and asked, "What do we do next? If we continue, it's only a matter of time before we're discovered, isn't it?"

The carriage is currently traveling on a narrow path, but that doesn't mean it will always be so.

If the lead carriage goes in the wrong direction, it will certainly be discovered quickly by the slave traders' accomplices behind it.

"What rank are you?" Yuri asked.

“Fifth rank,” the elf replied, “class: Ranger Knight.”

"........."

It turns out that challenging the slave caravan wasn't foolish; they actually had the strength.

Yuri was secretly taken aback and had to abandon the idea of ​​judging a book by its cover and re-examine the girl.

The fifth rank is close to the legendary realm. Although it is not uncommon among elves, it is by no means an ordinary person.

In terms of rank alone, he should be qualified to serve as a royal guard, right?

That said, who is the Elf Queen of this era? Is it still the "Eternal Queen"?

In The Legend of the Goddess, although elves are called the most outstanding and long-lived of the "noble races," they do not possess eternal life.

Most elves "only" live to be around a thousand years old, while this singularity occurred 2000 years ago.

However, it is said that the royal family of the elves has an even longer lifespan.

"What's your name?" Yuri asked again.

"Isn't it polite to state your own name before asking someone else's name?"

The blonde girl's proud pose, clutching her ample bosom, inexplicably reminded Yuri of Cecilia.

"My name is Yuri."

"My name is Tia! Nice to meet you, Yuri!"

Tia's friendly smile was ignored by the boy.

"I've never heard of that name before..." Yuri thought. "Isn't it an elf who's made a name for themselves in history?"

That's true, how lucky are you to encounter a legendary hero at the very beginning of the game...?

That being said, it is still the fifth rank.

Having more combat power is good; it can be used to fill in the gaps when the Witch War begins.

Yuri stared at the fleshy thighs beneath the elf's shorts, plotting how to get her onto his and Rosalia's pirate ship.

"There are two plans next."

Yuri said, "First, you should kick the horse's rump hard with your boot right now, and that should get us rid of the slave traders behind us for a while."

“If we escape, what will happen to the slaves in the other carriages?” Tia countered.

"The second option is to hand over the 'Azure Queen' you're sitting on to me, and the two of us will go and slaughter the rest of the slave traders."

Chapter 038: The Holy Son's Physical Silencing Technique! (Please continue reading!)

In the second carriage of the slave caravan, three middle-aged men huddled in the cramped driver's seat, chatting idly under the scorching midday sun.

"Speaking of which, as expected of an elf, she is indeed beautiful."

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the three glanced back at the small window of the surveillance carriage, his gaze fixed on an elven woman dressed as a priest among the slaves.

"I haven't ridden an elf yet. How about we take turns having some fun? Anyway, we can still sell them for a good price afterward. Elves never have to worry about buyers."

His companion frowned and said, "Elves may be beautiful and have great figures, but do they have...?"

"Of course there are! Although I only heard it from others..."

The middle-aged man stroked his chin and analyzed, "Except for being unable to reproduce, elves are just like women in every other way!"

"Should we go check if they actually have it?"

"Okay, even if we don't go, let's at least give the elf sister a check-up! Hahahaha!"

The three narrowed their eyes and revealed lewd, knowing smiles.

Just then, the carriage at the front suddenly stopped.

"Damn it, what is that fat guy doing!"

The middle-aged man cursed and pulled on the reins, bringing the carriage to a stop.

He and another person got out of the carriage and walked towards the first carriage, while the remaining person went to the back of the carriage to guard the back door and remind the third carriage to stop.

"Hey! Fatty! What are you doing?! Why did you suddenly stop the car?!"

The middle-aged man's mood was ruined, and he started grumbling and cursing even before the person got close.

His expression suddenly froze, and he stared wide-eyed at his motionless companion in the driver's seat, whose neck bore a clear ligature mark.

He took a half step back, just as he was about to turn around and call to his companions behind him, when Yuri rushed out from below, grabbed his mouth with one hand, and pressed the blade of the engine knife horizontally against his neck with the other.