Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

A green light like leaf veins lit up, starting from the small altar and gradually spreading to the entire platform.

"You two are not elves, so you can't enter Lentiheim directly through the branches of the Matron, so we have to use this teleportation array specially prepared for outsiders." Mla explained while operating.

Laceel nodded to show that she understood.

When in town, do as the Romans do.

However, she soon thought that Charles might have forgotten to turn off the forbidden spell, which caused the transmission to fail - this kind of thing had happened many times before. That guy's memory was like a fish, and the spell was only valid for seven seconds, so she had to remind him every time.

So she subconsciously poked Ciel's arm with her wand.

But before she could say anything, after a low humming sound, the light and shadow changed, and they suddenly left the platform and appeared in an unfamiliar environment.

A city-state appeared in front of Rachel.

A city-state built on the crown of a giant tree that she had visited with Lao Deng a long time ago.

It is ancient, magnificent, and perfectly integrated with nature, revealing an elegant and refined atmosphere unique to elves everywhere.

Lacele remembered that the buildings here were not built but planted. The elves sowed seeds on the giant trees, and when the seeds were ripe, they naturally had houses that could shelter them from the wind and rain.

The houses of various shapes are scattered like stars on the branches of the giant trees, and in the treetops, more houses are densely planted. Before they mature, their vines are entangled together, and after they mature, their fruits are also connected together.

A large-scale building complex appeared on the giant tree. Of course, it has another more familiar name:

"Lentiheim" - the city of giant trees and elves.

But the city-state before her was not exactly the same as the one in Lacier's memory.

Because now Lentiheim is shrouded in a thick fog.

The fog was so thick that it seemed to have painted the night white. It was almost pitch dark. The two people couldn't see each other's faces if they were a little further away.

Lacele was afraid that Charles would get lost, so she was about to give him some advice, but Charles said to her first:

"Stay close to me and don't run around."

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch, but after all, there were a few elves standing next to her, so she didn't refute and just said "hmm" softly.

But she did not forget to ask Mulla what was going on with the thick fog that covered the entire Lentiheim:

"Mr. Mulla, what's going on with this fog? Is there always this much fog in Lentiheim?"

Mula was stunned when he heard this, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head:

"I do not know either."

After saying that, for some reason, he suddenly looked up at Charles.

"But the Archon knows why there is this fog. Mr. Charles, please follow me. She has been waiting for you for a long time."

"?"

Rachel and Charles looked at each other again.

Charles' eyes were filled with confusion.

And Lacie was quite proud, with an expression that said, "Well, I knew these pointy-eared guys would definitely need your help."

Then, the two followed Mula's pace and slowly walked into the fog.

[To be continued]

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3. Matricide

The fog was so thick that it seemed substantial, and it was inevitable that one would stumble and fall while trekking through it.

This was the third time that Lacie had nearly tripped.

Fortunately, she had Ciel.

Every time she was about to fall, Charles would always be quick to grab her and help her stand again.

But for some reason, every time Charles grabbed her, he didn't hold her hand, but grabbed the back of her collar and lifted her up like a chick.

Lacie felt that she might as well have fallen to the ground instead of being lifted up by Charles like that.

She really wanted to warn Charles not to pull her up like that again, but the male elf named Mla was still leading them, and she was embarrassed to protest in front of Mla.

But it doesn't matter, she has another way.

The witch quietly drew out her wand, used voice transmission magic, and then moved her lips and said:

"I don't need you to pull me up! I can walk on my own!"

But the brave man turned a deaf ear to it.

"?"

Lacey frowned.

She wondered if Ciel had activated the passive effect of the forbidden spell again. Was he really that cautious?

So she poked Ciel's arm gently with her wand.

Ciel turned his head and gave her a questioning look.

"Turn off your forbidden spell!"

Lacie ordered in a low voice.

Charles obviously didn't understand why Lacele wanted him to turn off the forbidden spell, but since it was his master's order, he had to obey.

The forbidden spell was turned off, and Laciel was finally able to use the sound transmission spell on Charles.

"You don't have to lift me up. I can walk by myself." She sent a message to Charles.

Charles was stunned when he heard this, then nodded:

"it is good."

The sound transmission spell is bidirectional. Laciel can transmit sound to Charles, and of course Charles can also transmit sound to Laciel.

So under Mura's eyes, the two of them whispered:

"You don't mind the trouble? No one in Lentiheim will pick a fight with you anyway, so why not just turn off the forbidden spell? Otherwise, you'll have to turn it off and on again every time you use the teleportation array."

"…I have never deactivated the forbidden spell."

"Huh? You haven't disabled the forbidden spell? Then how did you pass through the teleportation array just now?"

"do not know."

"..."

Lacey thought that was really amazing.

The forbidden spells possessed by heroes of all generations are said to be able to invalidate all magic on the continent. Even though this generation's hero, Charles, is a bit embarrassing and his attainments in forbidden spells are not high enough, he should be able to easily become immune to most of the warp spells.

This included the warp spell she used.

But what is happening now?

Although Charles did not deactivate the forbidden spell, he was able to correctly reach the city of Lentiheim through the elves' teleportation device.

outrageous.

Lacie even began to suspect that she had learned a fake warp spell, otherwise why would she be treated differently by Charles' forbidden spell?

Of course, if there was no problem with Ciel's forbidden spell and her warp spell, then the problem could only be with the elves' teleportation device.

Thinking of this, she raised her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Mula who was leading the way for them.

——She decided to find a way to get some information.

Then Lacie stepped forward, passed Charles, smiled innocently, and asked:

"Even in such a thick fog, you can still find the way accurately, Mr. Mulla. You are really familiar with this city."

The elf Mula didn't seem to be used to being addressed like this, but out of politeness, he turned around and answered Laceel's question as best he could:

"That's as I should do, Miss Witch. I have been the captain of the guard in Lentiheim for almost three hundred years. I know every tree and blade of grass in this city. Even if I close my eyes, I can bring you and Mr. Charles to the Archon."

"Three hundred years!" Rachel exclaimed in surprise, "That's a long time."

"For us, the immortal species, this is not a very long period of time," Mura said with a smile, "but it is true that I started to take on this position not long after I was conceived by the mistress."

But for some reason, when he said this, the elf's expression became dazed for a moment, and then he showed a look of regret that Lacier could not understand.

“It’s just that,” he said, “sometimes I feel that I’d be better off as a watchmaker.”

After saying that, Mla took out a pocket watch from his pocket and showed it to Laciel.

"I broke this pocket watch ten years ago," he opened the cover and showed Lacie with a little pride the dial inside which showed almost no signs of damage, "but later, I fixed it myself!"

Although Rachel had no interest in the pocket watch, she still cleverly praised it:

"It doesn't look like it was broken at all. Mr. Mula is amazing."

Then she casually said:

"But since Mr. Mulla wants to be a watchmaker and has such exquisite skills, why not give it a try?"

But to her surprise, Mura showed a very strange expression - as if he couldn't understand what she meant at all. The elf asked:

"try what?"

"Try to become a watchmaker, of course."

"..."

After a brief silence, the elf took back the pocket watch and shook his head very seriously:

"I'm sorry, Miss Witch, I don't understand what you mean."

Then, he lowered his head, gently pressed the pocket watch he treasured so much through his clothes, and whispered:

"I only know that this is the will of the mistress - the mistress needs me to become the captain of the guard."

Now it was Lacey's turn to be confused.

She wondered if this felt a bit like being appointed by someone else. If you want to do something, just go ahead. Why do you have to say it's the will of the mistress? Will the operation of Lentiheim stop without you, the captain of the guard?

But she didn't say that out loud.

Give up helping others and respect the fate of others.

It’s time to feast, it’s time to feast; it’s time to open champagne.

Rachel has always been equally aggressive towards everyone. Now that Mla has said so, she will certainly not give Mla any more advice.

Instead, she began to ask questions indirectly, trying to pry some useful information out of the elf gentleman.

It was a pity that Mr. Elf was very alert. No matter how Lacie talked, he remained unmoved and hardly revealed any useful information.

Laceel didn't even understand why there was such a thick fog in the city of Lentiheim - she clearly remembered that when she and Lao Deng came here before, the sun was bright and there was no fog at all.

Of course, perhaps this kind of weather was not unusual for Lentiheim. After all, Rachel didn't know the city at all.

but……

Rachel was concerned about the fleeting look of concern on Mula's face when she asked about the fog.

"It seems that this fog is not just an ordinary fog."

Rachel thought.

At this time, after a long journey through the fog, they finally reached their destination.

Mla brought Lacie and Charles to a special wooden house that was obviously much larger than the other wooden houses around, and motioned for them to wait there for a while.

He went forward and knocked on the door of the wooden house, and reported respectfully:

"Mr. Archon, I have brought the hero here."

A gentle and pleasant female voice immediately came from the wooden house:

"Well, okay, thank you for your hard work."