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

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"He began to dream, and a thick fog enveloped the entire Lentiheim. He felt pain, and his mutterings briefly rang in the ears of all his compatriots. He gradually lost control, and those deformed monsters appeared in the breeding pool in the breeding room."

As she murmured like this, at the end, a fleeting look of fear suddenly flashed across Fuvenna's face.

"I heard……"

She instinctively clenched the handle of the lantern, her knuckles turning bluish white from the excessive force.

"Before the fog and the monsters appeared, before my mother went crazy, I heard my mother's voice. I heard my mother say to me..."

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes dull, and repeated to Rachel what she had heard:

"'It's so painful...' -- Miss Witch, my mother once said this to me."

Without waiting for Lacier's answer, Fuwenna turned her head back, stared at the lantern, and asked softly:

"Mother, are you okay?"

Then, the mistress's usual calm voice came from the lantern:

"I'm very good."

"Is everything alright at Lentiheim?"

"everything is normal."

Fuwenna was silent for a moment, her voice trembled, and she asked the last question:

"No... no elves disappeared?"

And the mistress's answer was still quick.

"No."

He said, in a gentle voice that seemed to shine with the glory of motherhood:

"They are all well protected by me."

[To be continued]

20. Meet Lao Deng

The elves' meeting came to a temporary halt.

However, Laciel had no interest in listening to the elves discussing irrelevant things.

Her mind was now filled with the three sentences spoken by the mistress.

He is good.

everything is normal.

“They” were all well protected by Him.

These three sentences are contradictory in themselves.

Who are “they”? Why did the matron say “they” instead of “you” when answering Fuwenna’s question?

Is Lentiheim really normal? If so, what's with the thick fog? What's with the deformed embryos in the breeding room? What's with the elves that disappeared inexplicably?

The mistress is lying!

——Rachel came to this conclusion.

Obviously, Lentiheim was not normal, so according to logical reasoning, the mistress's condition was definitely terrible, so the third sentence he said was most likely false.

So He did not protect “them” well.

So, what did He do to "them"? Or in other words, was the Madam the culprit who caused the elves to disappear?

Rachel leans towards yes.

But she had no proof.

This situation really gave her a headache - there was nothing she could do, after all, they were on the elves' territory.

If it were in the outside world, on the territory of the White Tower, she could capture anyone's mother she wanted without even needing a reason.

There, Lao Deng is the truth itself!

And she, as Lao Deng's student, can be called the daughter of truth.

She kidnapped someone else's mother, and others would probably defend her, saying that I was not wronged, but Miss Lacier was wronged!

Although she wouldn't actually do such an unreasonable thing.

Lacie sighed and pulled her thumb away from her mouth.

She has always had this bad habit. Once she gets lost in thought, she will subconsciously start biting her nails. Fortunately, she is a witch and often casts cleansing spells on herself, so there is never any dirt in her nails.

But this little action is still not very elegant.

So after finishing her thoughts, she quickly put her hand back, then raised her head, wanting to ask Charles where they should go next.

But at this moment, she suddenly realized that she had left the church without knowing when.

Her memory seemed to be interrupted, perhaps because she was immersed in thinking and couldn't extricate herself. She couldn't remember when the elves' meeting ended, and when she left the church.

What Lacie could confirm was that she was still holding onto the corner of Charles's clothes.

It seemed... it seemed that just now she was holding Charles' clothes and was led out of the church by Charles without her knowing it.

Her face suddenly felt hot, and the corner of Charles' clothes also became hot, so the witch quickly withdrew her hand, and then pretended that nothing had happened. She changed from following Charles' pace to deliberately lagging behind him one step to keep a distance.

But just as a guide dog can sense when its owner loosens the leash, Charles was also keenly aware that Rachel had loosened the corner of his clothes.

So he subconsciously turned his head and looked at Lacier.

"You..." He paused, trying to form the right words, "Have you finished thinking about it?"

As soon as he said this, he noticed that the atmosphere was gradually becoming weird, so he rolled his Adam's apple awkwardly, and after a moment of silence, he turned his head back.

He also seemed to be planning to pretend that nothing had happened.

So while feeling embarrassed, Lacie was also a little amused and helpless.

She thought, you're stealing too? You're so smart! You stole everything!

But she was too embarrassed to say this out loud, so she fell silent.

The two of them continued to move forward in a strange formation, one in front and one behind, in silence.

The hero still holds a lantern, but it does not appear to have been activated yet, and therefore does not contain the will of the Matron.

Therefore, its only function now is probably to dispel the fog that covers Lentiheim.

But it’s still scary, isn’t it?

Lacele stared at the bronze lantern.

The style is simple and quaint, covered with intricate and gorgeous patterns, and slightly rusted, as if it has been around for a long time, so even the crystal lampshade has become turbid and yellow.

Through the lampshade, Lacie could only barely see something that was constantly emitting light and heat endlessly.

Some kind of magical device? A small reactor? A bloody mess of flesh? Or an eyeball?

Even though the mistress's will had faded, Lacele was still worried that she might spy on the entire Lentiheim through these lit lanterns at any time.

Inexplicably, she suddenly had a strange guess -

She thought that these lanterns might be the mistress’s “eyes”.

That's why the lit lantern could dispel the fog, and Fuvenna could find them with the help of another lantern.

So the question is, can she take advantage of the mistress's will to leave the lantern, secretly disassemble the lantern, and see what is locked in the lantern?

Maybe.

But this is undoubtedly an old man hanging himself because he is tired of living.

Lacele had no intention of committing suicide, so she decisively gave up the idea and instead wanted to ask Charles where he was going to take her.

But before she could open her mouth, a vague light source suddenly approached from the fog not far away.

Lacie immediately became alert and took out her wand cautiously.

At the same time, she had a very strange idea -

Could the person who suddenly emerged from the fog be Mura?

But she quickly shook her head and simply threw the idea away.

Forget it, she has experienced enough weird things in the past two days, so please give her a more normal development.

Weird things can be down-to-earth, but they shouldn't be down-to-earth, and certainly not sent away happily by playing the suona.

Perhaps because they heard her complaints, the person who broke into the range of their lantern from the fog was not the missing Mura, but another face that was both strange and familiar to them -

The old elf who stood up at the meeting and refuted the young elf.

She also held a lantern, but her body was slightly hunched. Completely different from those beautiful or handsome young elves, she exuded a strong air of decay and old age.

According to the bards in the outside world, once the elves reach adulthood, their appearance will remain almost constant for a long time until they are old and about to die, and then they will become aged like humans.

Just like the mother tree worshipped by the elves, their once brilliant golden hair will lose its dazzling color and become dry, and their emerald green eyes will turn into a turbid dark green.

Of course, we can't trust everything the bards say... but we can't completely disbelieve them either.

At least they guessed correctly about the existence of the "Queen" and the "Mother Tree", and the appearance of the old elf in front of them was indeed almost the same as they described.

So Laciel could only trust the group of bards for the time being.

but……

What did this old elf want from them?

Laceier frowned and decisively retreated behind Charles.

——Anyway, in the eyes of the elves, Charles is the spokesperson for their combination. As for her, she is probably Charles’ follower, or maybe his ambiguous object.

In this case, Lacie simply gave the task of dealing with the elderly elves to Charles.

At this time, the old elf had come to them.

"Your Excellency the Brave, and Miss Witch," she greeted the two of them politely and elegantly, "Hello."

Rachel had learned those complicated and sophisticated aristocratic etiquettes before - it was always the same for the immortals. After all, it was always better to have many skills. Time was a meaningless concept to her. Even if she learned passively, she could master countless knowledge and skills over a long period of time - although as an immortal, she might only be considered a baby who had just left the cradle.

So she returned the gift to the old elf:

"Gui'an."

Compared to Lacie's, Charles' response was much simpler.

He just nodded, then asked softly:

"What do you want from us?"

The old elf smiled and answered:

"Of course, I'm here for the immature kids."

For some reason, she suddenly glanced at Lacele, and then turned her gaze back to Charles' face.

And Ciel didn't seem to understand the old elf's intention:

"what did you say?"

The old elf changed the subject first:

"Before I fully explain my purpose, I think I should introduce myself to you two."