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

She is an immortal species and can easily live for thousands of years. As a hero, Charles' lifespan is much shorter than hers.

So she didn't even have to do anything, just wait for the old man. Anyway, the number of people in the world who knew her real name could be counted on two hands. As long as these people kept their mouths shut, no matter how smart Charles was, he probably wouldn't guess that the priest was her in disguise.

Thinking of this, she answered Fuwenna:

"Oh, it's okay. Let's wait until he knows the truth. Let's talk about business. Let's talk about the city-state in front of us, Madam Archon."

Then, without waiting for Fuwenna to answer, she quickly changed the subject:

"What are your plans for the future? Are you going to isolate yourself from the outside world like before, or have you decided to open up Lentiheim and establish stable communication and contact with the outside world?"

Although she knew that Laciel was trying to change the subject, Fuvenna still had to answer:

"It will most likely be opened. After all, many of our compatriots have been waiting for this day for who knows how many years. Even I want to find a suitable time to temporarily leave Lentiheim and see the outside world."

"That's what you said," Rachel curled her lips, "but the world outside is not as beautiful as you imagine."

From what she knew, wars broke out quite frequently among human nations, not to mention the savage and cunning orcs and the warlike and greedy dragons.

But Fuwenna slowly raised her head, squinted her eyes, and looked at the sun above her head that had been separated from them for a long time.

"No civilization can live peacefully in its mother's cradle for its entire life. Mother simulated the future and created a dream of survival for us not to let us sit and wait for death. Miss Rachel, even if the world outside is not beautiful, we should go and see it for ourselves."

This made sense, so Laciel nodded.

Stepping out of the cradle is the only way for every civilization to grow.

"Then I'll wait and see," she said with a smile, "I also want to see what expressions you elves will have after seeing the scenery outside the cradle with your own eyes."

"Then please look forward to it." Fuwenna replied with a smile.

Then, they began to discuss the origin of the mistress and the source of the pollution in her body.

The origin of the mistress is undoubtedly beyond the starry sky.

Of course, there is also a certain chance that it came from some lost ancient civilization on the Pangaea - but there is no doubt that the one who created the Matron and her starship is a powerful civilization that has long stepped out of its cradle.

But why would a starship of such a powerful civilization crash-land in present-day Lentiheim, and why would its onboard host actively cultivate a race?

Could it be that the elves are not actually native species, but rather the "posthumous offspring" of a civilization that is on the verge of destruction or has already been destroyed in the vast starry sky?

Lacie had no idea what was going on, so she started making wild guesses.

However, the starry sky is so vast that it contains all kinds of wonders. Some worlds are illuminated by the light of science and are defined as the "rational side", while some worlds are shrouded in mysterious shadows and are defined as the "law side".

As a result, the civilization on a certain planet encountered a catastrophic disaster. In order to preserve the flame of civilization, many immigration ships were launched outward, and one of them happened to land on the Pangaea, the position now occupied by Lentiheim...

It seems reasonable.

Of course, what Rachel says doesn’t count in this matter, and neither does what Fuvenna says. We have to wait for careful investigation before we can draw a reliable conclusion.

But speaking of it, in this continent where the light of the law is everywhere, but the flame of the reason is almost extinguished, perhaps the wreckage of the starship that the elves now possess, which was once a part of the body of the mistress, may become a rare and precious commodity.

Although Laciel didn't think the elves would sell part of their mother's body.

But if this news spreads, I'm sure many scholars from across the entire Pangaea will come to visit Lentiheim.

——They will be interested in the remains of the Madam.

This naturally includes scholars belonging to the White Tower Alliance.

After being ordered to leave by Charles, Lacelle quickly returned to the White Tower to ask Old Den for help.

After briefly explaining the situation to Lao Deng and leaving the jump coordinates, Lacie quickly used the jump spell to return to Charles and fought alongside him.

Later, they defeated the mad mistress and no longer needed reinforcements from the White Tower, so Fuwenna quickly contacted the White Tower and informed them of the specific situation.

So the White Tower temporarily canceled their reinforcements and told Fuwenna that she could contact them at any time if she needed anything.

But there is no free lunch in the world.

After listening to the conversation between Fuvenna and Baita, Lacier asserted:

"The old men in the White Tower wouldn't be so kind... They're definitely after the remains your mistress left behind!"

But what she didn't expect was that Fuwenna actually nodded when she heard it:

"In fact, after discussion and voting in the parliament, we have decided to reach a temporary cooperative relationship with the White Tower. We will allow scholars from the White Tower to conduct research on my mother's remains within certain limits. After a while, the White Tower will send representatives to Lentiheim..."

At this point, the Archon's expression became slightly strange.

Then, she glanced at Rachel hesitantly and continued:

"However, it is said that your teacher, the Lady of the White Tower...she strongly requested to visit Lentiheim in person, and also said that she wanted to meet Mr. Ciel who resolved this crisis..."

"Ms. Rachel, do you have any idea about this matter?"

[To be continued]

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2/2

Old Deng is coming to visit Lentiheim!

After hearing the news, Lacie wanted to pick up the wheelchair and take Charles away overnight.

What kind of international joke are you kidding?

Fuwenna didn't know Lao Deng, and thought that Lao Deng was here to study the remains of the mistress, but she knew Lao Deng -

As the lord of the White Tower, Lao Deng would certainly be interested in the remains of the mistress, but what interests Lao Deng more is probably the relationship between her and Charles!

Rachel could already imagine what would happen when Old Den arrived in Rentiheim.

Her identity might not be exposed, and Lao Deng might even help her cover it up, but no matter what, Lao Deng would definitely find a way to bring her and Charles together.

She had this premonition.

After all, how many people don't like Ciel?

Even among those evil people who had been conquered by Charles, quite a few of them admired him. To them, being conquered by Charles was even a strange honor - and even among the arrogant wizards in the White Tower, Charles had a good reputation. There were even a few extremists who worshipped him as an idol.

Everyone loves you, and flowers bloom.

This is the value of the Shire.

So what would be Lao Deng’s reaction when he saw Charles like this?

Lacey didn't know.

But she felt that she probably didn't need to restore her macho glory anymore - people would always become what they hate, and from now on, not being urged to get married by Lao Deng would be considered a success.

So if not now, when?

Lacie stood up from the wheelchair in a flash.

She turned to look at Fuwenna and said seriously:

"I suddenly remembered that there's something urgent at home. I'm afraid I have to leave first."

Fuwenna was stunned, her expression a little confused.

She looked at the wheelchair she was pushing, then looked at Lacier, who had stood up and was almost jumping up and down. She was silent for a moment, then asked hesitantly:

"Your leg...is it okay?"

Rachel gave her a thumbs up:

"It's okay! Thanks to your careful care during this period, I have fully recovered."

After saying this, she deliberately limped two steps to prove to Fuwenna that she was safe and sound.

Although Miss Witch's legs were still not in good working order and she walked unsteadily, it looked like she might fall at any moment.

But she insisted on claiming that she had recovered, so there was no choice but for Fuwena to discharge her from the hospital.

The first thing Lacey did after being discharged from the hospital was to find Charles.

Charles was still lying in bed.

The injuries he suffered this time were a bit too severe, and he overdrawn his body. Even if he was a brave man with superhuman physique and strong recovery ability, it would be impossible for him to recover in a short period of time.

Moreover, after the mistress left, the operation of the entire Lentiheim almost came to a standstill, and Charles was unable to enjoy the elves' extremely advanced medical technology.

It was for this reason that Lacie understood how important the mistress was to Lentiheim.

Medical care, communications, food, construction, transportation...

The Matron is everywhere.

When the two of them first arrived in Lentiheim, the reason why Mla appeared in front of them immediately was because the mistress "saw" them.

The whole of Lentiheim is the body of the Madam.

The moment they stepped into Lentiheim, the mistress noticed their arrival, and then she informed Mula of the news, and Mula led his subordinates to them through the trunk of the giant tree.

Finally, after confirming their identities, Mula contacted Fuwenna through the mistress.

The order he received from the Archon was to bring the witch and the hero up to Lentiheim.

Even though the mistress was already crazy at that time.

But He still looks after the entire Lentiheim. Perhaps that was why Fuvenna did not tell other compatriots about the mistress's madness at the beginning.

"I can hardly imagine what Lentiheim would be like without his mother."

She once said this to Rachel with a bitter smile on her face.

Although they eventually lost their mother.

It takes a long time for the elves to rebuild social order and adapt to and become familiar with life without their mistress.

But for Lacele, she did not have that much time to stay in Lentiheim and witness the rebirth of a civilization after its severed arm - she had to slip away before Old Deng came, so she had to find a way to get Charles to go with her.

So she came to Charles' bedside, hesitated for a moment, and called Charles' name softly.

The brave man slept lightly.

As soon as Lacelle called him twice, he opened his iron-gray eyes.

After a brief moment of confusion, his eyes locked on Lacielle.

For some reason, he felt a little uneasy when he saw Lacie.

She felt as if she were being stripped naked and forced to be honest with Charles, so she instinctively shrank back, raised her arms to protect her chest, and then asked uncomfortably:

"How are you...healing?"

Come to think of it, she had never come to see Charles.

Part of the reason is the inconvenience of legs and feet, and part of the reason is...

Although Charles still didn't think she was a priest, after the self-explosion that day, Lacie could no longer appear in front of Charles as blatantly as before, pretending nothing had happened and continuing to communicate with Charles.

She was even avoiding Charles on purpose.

Although she was reluctant to admit it.

But if you stick your head out, you will get a knife; if you retract your head, you will also get a knife!

If she didn't come to see Charles and take him away, she would be forced to get married by Lao Deng; if she came to see Charles, at most he would suspect her. And what if Charles still didn't believe that she was a pastor?

So she finally came.

Compared to her entanglement, Charles' reaction was much calmer.

The man was lying on the hospital bed, but his eyes remained on Lacier. However, he did not show any obvious expression. He just nodded slightly and replied:

"It's almost better."

Upon hearing this, Lacie looked at his arm, which was still wrapped in thick bandages, suspiciously.

"You must..." She hesitated and advised in a low voice, "You must not be so stubborn."

Men are always like this, they care about their reputation, and so is she, not willing to let others see her weakness and powerlessness.

Charles smiled when he heard that, then he supported his body with his arms and slowly sat up.