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

Things seem to be getting more and more confusing.

Very bad news, giving Lacey a headache.

But at this moment, she suddenly heard Charles' voice:

"In that case, please tell us something we don't know - such as the truth about this fog, and why you call it the Matron's Dream, and why these lanterns can dispel the fog?"

Lacele thought, OK, OK, you did a good job, Charles.

Then she looked at Fuvenna again, hoping to get answers to these questions from the consul.

However, Fuwenna did not give a direct answer, but whispered:

"You will know the answer... but not now."

Lacey was almost overwhelmed by the popularity of the dog riddle.

She thought that she might as well persuade Charles to give up the commission. If she couldn't get a chance here, she could go to other city-states to collect materials to resurrect the priest.

But before she could change into the second senior brother and start to persuade Charles not to go back to Gao Village with her, Fuwenna continued:

"Here we are."

Lacele looked over subconsciously and found that the vague shadow of a building gradually appeared outside the hole created by the lantern.

A moment later, part of the building brazenly broke into the hole.

——That’s a church.

Fuwenna led them to the door of the church and told them:

"Some of the surviving elves are holding a meeting here. At the meeting, the questions that puzzled you two may be answered."

[To be continued]

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19. He is good

The hero and the witch followed Fuvenna into the church.

At this time, the church was already full of elves.

There were men, women, young and old, all staying in their respective positions, chatting with their fellow compatriots nearby.

But in order not to disturb other compatriots, they all politely lowered their voices, so the whole church did not seem noisy and chaotic - but Lacier still keenly noticed that a heavy and tense mood was quietly growing among the crowd and quickly expanding.

Therefore, there is a faint, lingering haze on the faces of the elves.

——Just like the thick fog that now covers the entire Lentiheim.

Lacie thought about it and continued to observe this group of elves with interest.

She overheard them discussing the mistress, the thick fog, and their lost compatriots. They looked worried and spoke with a strong sense of anxiety, just like a group of small animals hiding together to avoid predators. After sensing the approaching danger, they began to tremble unconsciously.

However, all the discussions and fears disappeared with the arrival of Fuwenna.

The elves suddenly became quiet.

They stopped whispering, and they all raised their heads at the same time, casting their gazes at Fuvenna who had just walked into the church.

The little animals found their leader again, so they were no longer frightened, but at the same time they noticed the brave man and the witch following Fuvenna, so they felt confused.

Obviously, Rachel and Charles, who don't have pointed ears, are obviously not their compatriots.

And Lentiheim has not been visited by outsiders for a long time.

Fuvenna noticed the elves' doubts, but she did not give an immediate answer. Instead, she took Lacie and Charles to the dome in the center of the church, allowing them to bathe in the gazes of all the elves.

Then, she introduced the elves:

"These two are human heroes and the Witch of Twilight, a student of the Lord of the White Tower. I invited them to Lentiheim to investigate and resolve the anomalies that have occurred in Lentiheim."

Before Fuwenna finished her words, a new round of whispered discussions broke out in the church.

Obviously, the elves did not seem to welcome the arrival of Lacie and Charles.

Not long after, a young male elf stood up - and as he stood up, the whispers in the church fell silent again.

"Mr. Archon," the male elf said solemnly, "The abnormality in Lentiheim is best solved by ourselves."

His words received a lot of approval, and Laciel saw many elves nodding in support.

Lacey couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw this.

She thought to herself, what does this mean? Even if Lentiheim is in danger, the ancestral law cannot be changed?

Then they leave?

But before she could express her dissatisfaction, another slightly older female elf stood up and looked at the young elf with her dark green eyes:

"Then may I ask," she asked in a gentle and unhurried voice, "if we do not seek external help, can we really solve those anomalies with our own strength?"

At this point, she glanced over the people who had previously expressed their approval of the young elf.

Her expression was not particularly solemn, but there was a sense of oppression that made people dare not look at her - that was the trace accumulated over a long period of time, like the annual rings of an ancient tree, although not exposed, it still made people involuntarily feel awe.

Facing her, the young elf actually became timid.

He was silent for a long time, not knowing how to refute.

The old elf shook his head, sighed softly, and then said solemnly:

"Show your courage!"

"Didn't you young people all support disobeying the mistress before? Why don't you even have the courage to ask others for help now? Is it that for you, admitting that Lentiheim is incompetent and weak is far more terrible than disobeying the mistress?"

No elf could contradict her.

But she did not feel the slightest joy of victory.

She just turned her head and looked at Charles and Rachel.

After a brief silence, the old elf bowed his head to the two of them and whispered solemnly:

"I'll leave the safety of Lentiheim in your hands. If you need anything, please let us know."

Before Lacier could react, Charles beside him answered in the same serious tone:

"Well, please rest assured that we will do our best."

After he finished speaking, Lacie's eyes next to him immediately turned into 0.o.

She thought to herself, BYD Warrior, how dare you accept any commission, especially when the reward hasn't been negotiated yet, is it really okay to just give it away for free? Aren't you afraid that the elves will turn against you after the commission is completed?

But no matter what, Charles had already accepted the commission, and she was embarrassed to go back on her word.

So she could only smile on the surface, but secretly she almost ground her teeth.

I'll deal with you when I get back!

she thinks.

And the most important thing now is to gather intelligence.

As the saying goes, three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang. Now that so many elves are gathered here, no matter what, they will be able to find out a lot of useful information, right?

Just like...

"Why do you elves call the thick fog covering Lentiheim the 'Mistress's Dream'?" Laceline suddenly asked, "What does that thick fog have to do with your mistress?"

This was a question she had been curious about for a long time.

Upon hearing this, the old elf looked at Fuvenna in confusion, as if wondering why she didn't pass this crucial information to the witch and the hero. Then, she replied:

“This is what the Mother of the Lord herself told us – He told us that the thick fog was His dream.”

"..."

Lacele's heart skipped a beat.

She couldn't believe her ears.

The fact that the thick fog was the mistress’s dream... was actually told to the elves by the mistress herself?

This is... this is a little too ridiculous.

So she subconsciously asked again:

"When? When did the Madam tell you that the thick fog was His dream?"

This time, it was not the old elf who answered her, but Fuwenna who was not far from her.

"Not long after the mist appeared," the Archon whispered, "the Madam was still able to talk to us at that time."

Lacier nodded to show that she understood, but then she had new doubts.

"So you have always been able to talk to the Mistress?"

The Consul nodded upon hearing this, but quickly shook her head:

“It used to be possible, but it’s not possible anymore.”

Her expression became complicated:

"Before the Madam went mad, every citizen of Lentiheim could hear her voice and communicate with her, but after she went mad..."

Fuwenna suddenly stopped.

She turned her head and stared at Lacier with her emerald eyes, and said in a slightly strange voice:

"Aren't you very curious about the nature of the thick fog and why those lanterns can dispel the thick fog?"

Rachel didn't understand why Fuvenna suddenly asked this, but she nodded anyway:

"Yes, what's wrong?"

When Fuvenna heard this, she showed a complicated expression that Lacier couldn't understand.

Then she held the lantern high in her hand:

"In that case, let me ask you to confirm it yourself."

She withdrew her gaze from Rachel's face and instead cast her eyes on the bronze lantern.

Then she called softly to the lantern:

"Mother, are you there?"

Lacey was stunned.

She suddenly realized what Fuvenna meant, but this was too absurd, wasn't it? Could it be that those lanterns were...

Is it part of the Matron?

As she had this thought, the gentle and peaceful orange light in the bronze lantern suddenly flickered.

The frequency is not high, it can even be described as slow, like a human or an elf blinking.

Then, an invisible and huge will suddenly came here and took over the lantern.

The lantern, which was originally a dead object, suddenly "came to life" and began to radiate soft light like water waves in all directions. At the same time, a grand and gentle voice quietly sounded in the minds of all living things in the church.

"I'm here."

He “said.”

Lacey subconsciously held her breath.

If the voice she heard now came from the elves' mistress...but wasn't she already crazy? And even Fuwenna admitted that the elves could no longer communicate with the mistress.

So what is going on here?

Intense doubts forced her to look at Fuwenna, trying to get answers from the consul.

But Fuwenna didn't seem to notice the gaze she cast.

Fuwenna just stared at the lantern she was holding up in a daze and whispered:

"Mother is everywhere. Nothing in Lentiheim can escape Her attention. So as soon as you two stepped into Lentiheim, Mother noticed your whereabouts. That is why Mura was able to quickly appear in front of you through the trunk of the giant tree."

"But my mother had already gone crazy by then."