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[This also caused the city of Auckland to enter a state of martial law, with only entry allowed but no exit. ]

[The entire city has temporarily returned to peace. Apart from the occasional sound of magic explosions, the 'Blessing Flower Show' festival has shown no signs of stopping.]

[Under such circumstances, you focused more on refining level 5 and level 6 potions.]

It was late at night and the pharmacy was closed.

The lights in the pharmacy have been on all night for more than a week.

Looking at the successfully completed level 5 potion in front of him, Black Light breathed a sigh of relief.

During this period, he achieved three bottles of level five potions. Although these three bottles of level five potions are not enough to forcibly leave the city of Auckland, they should be enough to protect himself.

Recalling the Duchess's attitude and look towards Weilin at the dinner party, as well as the masked men who attacked the dinner venue.

Heilite frowned and turned his head to look at Weilin who was sleeping soundly on the small bed not far from him.

He leaned forward to cover Weilin with the quilt and lifted the light green hair hanging on her cheek. Heilet looked at Weilin's innocent and beautiful goddess face and couldn't help but smile.

Those masked men who attacked the banquet venue should have wanted to help him, or should have wanted to help Weilin.

When the huge spikes pierced through the ceiling, Black Light and Weilin were sent out by the vines. The vines were the same magic as the vines that Black Light saw when he was attacked before.

Therefore, the people who attacked the banquet venue and attacked himself were the same group of people, all of them were half-elf rebels.

Obviously, the other party did not want to save him who had been attacked. It was more likely that they wanted to save Weilin. Weilin was a half-elf like them, and she hated the nobles as much as they did.

Then, the identities of these half-elf rebels are very interesting.

They were able to suddenly appear in the banquet hall and launch an attack without the heavily guarded guards outside noticing at all. It can be understood that they had most likely already sneaked in.

At the dinner that day, most of the people present were nobles who knew each other. The only outsiders were Blacklett and the Baroness's male favorites, those handsome half-elf men.

Recalling that the half-elf named Silas had specifically asked him about potions, Blacklett's expression became a little strange.

Would those half-elf rebels sacrifice their looks to deliberately get close to the Duchess and then try to assassinate her?

Thinking of this, Hei Lai Te also shook his head.

What the half-elf rebels wanted to do was none of his business. The problem was that they might be related to Weilin.

Looking at the peaceful and relieved face of Weilin behind him, this was also the reason why Blacklett would hurry up and refine the fifth and sixth level potions.

"It's about time, it should be here." After covering Weilin with the quilt, Hei Lai Te muttered.

Just as he finished speaking, Heilite heard a knock on the door.

When Blacklett opened the door, the first thing he saw was a big "trust but not willing to admit this brother-in-law" status, and several "a little suspicious" statuses.

Looking down, Blacklett indeed saw a familiar face.

"Hello, it's nice to meet you again, Master Helet."

Silas and several elf half-bloods appeared in front of Black Light. Looking at the cloaks and masks on them, Black Light gave up the entrance without surprise.

"I'm not too happy to meet you, but I have no choice but to return the favor you gave me at the party that night."

Looking at the elf half-bloods who were looking around cautiously, Blacklet closed the door.

As he spoke, he took out the potion from his arms and splashed it at the door.

Silas looked at Blacklett with a smile, but his eyes were somewhat complicated and strange.

"So, you're here to pick up Weilin?"

"Or do you need my potion? A healing potion? Or a strengthening potion?"

Silas was visibly choked when he heard Herat speak so directly.

The elf half-bloods around him also looked at Blacklett with nervous expressions.

But Silas reacted quickly. He casually pulled out a stool and sat on the chair, asking Blacklett.

"Well, can you give us some bread? Or fruit is fine too. We haven't had time to eat properly recently. We can finally relax a little here with you."

There was no rush to get to the point, and Silas's words didn't sound like a joke, at least not in Heilite's opinion.

As expected, they are Weilin’s acquaintances, they all like to eat it.

"Oh, wait a moment then."

Heilite walked into the house and quickly brought out a plate of bread, salad, fruit, and macaroni as a midnight snack.

Originally, the elf half-bloods around Silas were a little cautious and didn't really want to eat these things.

There was a tooth mark on the fruit in the plate that Black Light brought over, and it looked like someone had gnawed on it, but after smelling the odor, everyone swallowed their saliva.

It was Silas who picked up the fork first, and after he rolled up the macaroni and stuffed it into his mouth, his pupils trembled.

"Everyone come and eat, this macaroni is delicious! Even the Duchess's chef can't make it taste this good! And don't worry, Mr. Helett won't hurt us."

After hearing what Silas said, the elf half-bloods who were standing on guard nearby couldn't help but taste the fruit and salad.

Sure enough, just as Silas said, the taste of these salads and fruits was something that these elf half-bloods who had been vegetarians all their lives had never tasted before.

They immediately started to eat voraciously, and now they looked no different from Weilin, the glutton.

Silas gave up the macaroni in front of him that he had taken a few bites of, and finally his eyes fell on Blacklett.

"Well, let me introduce myself, Mr. Hewlett."

"I'm Silas, Silas Wood, the leader of the elf half-bloods in Oakland City. Our goal is to overthrow the Duchess's rule and prevent the 'Blessing Flower Show' from being held."

"All our actions are to protect ourselves, our families, and more half-elves. We will become the Duchess's male favorites, and we will temporarily endure hardships for this purpose."

Staring at the unresponsive Blacklett sitting across from him, Silas felt a little frustrated.

Before coming to see Black Light, Silas and the others had already investigated Black Light and knew that Black Light always took good care of the elf half-bloods, treating them no differently than other people, and sometimes even being considerate enough not to charge any fees.

Because most of the elf half-bloods are outsiders, they usually work in low-level jobs in Auckland City. After all, the elf half-bloods have simple food and accommodation and are very long-lived.

Most humans and nobles look down on elf half-bloods, and the Duchess's love for them is limited to their appearance.

However, Blacklett does not have any prejudice against the guests with elf ears. He can be said to be a rare person who is very friendly to half-elfs.

Silas thought that when he uttered such a loud slogan, Hei Lai Te would look at him with admiration or respect, but Hei Lai Te did not.

So Blacklett is not a saint, he is just a simple pharmacist with a conscience and kindness.

After figuring this out, Silas felt that his pretense just now was a bit foolish.

"Well, let's talk about the huge crisis that Oakland City will face next, and Weilin's matter."

Hei Laite nodded. This was what he wanted to hear.

Chapter 102 I'll Leave My Sister to You

[In the pharmacy late at night, Silas tells you the truth about the "Blessing Flower Show" in Oakland City and the Duchess's plan.]

"So those black buds absorb life energy and magic? All the people who participate in the Blessing Flower Show will have their life energy and magic sucked away?"

Although Heilite had long had doubts about the black buds, in fact it was just as he thought.

The ominous black buds prepared for the "Blessing Flower Show" can absorb magic and life energy.

The inexplicable reason that caused children and the weak to have gray hair was caused by the black flower buds.

However, what Heilite didn't expect was that the Duchess was preparing to suck away the life energy and magic of all participants in the "Blessing Flower Show" in the city of Auckland.

This made Helette shudder uncontrollably. The Duchess had always maintained an attitude of loving everyone.

But who could have imagined that the Duchess's usual friendliness and closeness were all just to reap benefits on the day of the "Blessing Flower Show".

"Yes, originally the 'Blessing Flower Show' is a festival for us half-elves to bless young children. We will give some of our life energy and magic power to the children to help them grow up healthily."

Silas placed his palm on the wooden table. As the command seal of natural magic appeared on the back of his hand, green sprouts grew on the seemingly ordinary wooden table.

The so-called "Blessing Flower Show" is a festival where the elf half-bloods use their magic and life energy to make the flowers that have not yet bloomed bloom.

Those flowers that have not yet bloomed represent new life.

"But I don't know when the 'blessing flower show' in Auckland City became a festival hosted by the Duchess."

"And every time the 'Blessing Flower Show' is held, many elf half-bloods die. They all have their magic and life energy sucked away by the Duchess using the dark flowers."

"That's why the Duchess can live for hundreds of years and still look young."

Hei Lai Te also thought about the Duchess's age. The strange thing was that many old people said that the Duchess was a beautiful young woman when they were children.

No one knows the Duchess' exact age, which is obviously beyond the average human lifespan.

The Duchess does not have any mixed-race characteristics. Everyone previously thought that it was because the Duchess was a very powerful magician and loved potions.

"Did no one notice that the Duchess did such a thing? Did no one stop her?"

Unexpectedly, the Duchess absorbs the life energy and magic of the elf half-bloods every year to maintain her youth.

Even Blacklett felt horrified. The Duchess's youth and beauty were gained at the cost of the lives of a large number of half-elfs.

This is no different from bathing in the blood of young girls, but the Duchess actually fell in love with him.

"Yes, of course, but those people are dead. The Duchess will deliberately let them go and wait for them to bring more companions. In the end, everyone will die at the hands of the Duchess."

Silas' tone was a little low. The reason why he became the leader was because all the previous people died.

Every year, a large number of half-elfs rebel against the Duchess, but none of them succeed.

As the weak, every resistance from them means hundreds more corpses somewhere. Silas and his men are moving forward carrying the heavy faith of their predecessors.

"Most of the half-elves will be confused by the benefits and preferential treatment offered by the Duchess. They will not doubt the kindness of the Duchess."

"In order to continue to hold the 'Blessing Flower Show' next year and attract new elf half-bloods, the Duchess will also control the amount of magic power and life energy she absorbs to avoid too many elf half-bloods dying."

"But this 'Blessing Flower Show' seems to be the last one. The Duchess is ready to suck away the life energy and magic of all participants without reservation. She doesn't intend to pretend anymore. We don't know the reason why the Duchess does this yet, but it's definitely not a good thing."

Silas' words were heavy, at least making Blacklett realize how dark the "Blessing Flower Show" that he had witnessed in previous years was.

Who would have thought that beneath the festival where flowers bloom every year there are actually corpses buried.

The "gray disease" did not appear before because the Duchess was waiting to cut the next batch of leeks, so she controlled the intensity.

The appearance of "gray disease" and black flower buds this time also proves that the Duchess decided to pull up the leeks by the roots without leaving any, so that she could eat them all at once and there would be no need to save them for the next harvest.

This means that neither the city of Auckland nor the "Blessing Flower Show" are of any use to the Duchess.

After sorting out the clues, Heilite looked at Silas and the others in front of him. "So what are you going to do? Continue to create chaos? Stop more elf half-bloods from coming to Oakland City? And look for an opportunity to break the blockade of the city and let everyone escape?"