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

"I'm fine now," he said to Rachel. "I'm a brave man, and my injuries heal faster than ordinary people. I'm fine now."

His expression was serious, and Lacele could not see anything unusual. Moreover, she felt that Charles had no reason to lie to her.

So she nodded and continued:

"If everything is alright, shall we go now?"

Charles was stunned:

"Go? Where?"

"Of course I'm going back," Lacier said with a matter-of-fact expression, "Now that you've received your reward, haven't you been looking forward to resurrecting your wife?"

Speaking of which, the elves are really rich.

She made a list for the elves, which contained the precious materials she needed. In less than a day, Fuvenna found most of the materials on the list for her.

At first, Lacele was worried that her request was a bit too much, like asking for too much, but Fuvenna smiled and told her that it was okay, at least for now, Lentiheim did not lack this material.

In that case, Lacie accepted the materials without hesitation.

The amount of materials was quite large, enough for her to "resurrect" the priest, and there was even a considerable surplus. Although it was not enough for her to reconstruct the plane teleportation array, it was not too far off. As long as she tightened her belt and made some effort to save money, she would be able to return to her hometown in no time.

What if Charles eventually realized that she was the priest in disguise?

No matter how powerful he is, he can't possibly run to Earth to capture her, right?

As for whether Charles is doubting her now...

Actually, it doesn’t matter.

No matter what the process is, Lacie believes that for Charles, the most important thing is always the result.

As long as she resurrects the pastor lady, everything will be fine.

Now all the preparations for resurrecting the priest have been completed and the conditions are ripe.

It's time to go back to the Sea of ​​Forest and return Ciel's wife to him.

Right…right?

Lacey suddenly hesitated.

She couldn't help but glance at Ciel out of the corner of her eye.

But do we really need to “resurrect” the pastor now?

If the priest returned to Charles... Of course, then Charles would never doubt her again.

Because she kept her promise.

Then, she and Charles can live their own wonderful lives according to their dreams.

Charles got the beauty, and they lived happily together with his young wife from then on. She could live the peaceful life she had longed for, without having to worry about being disturbed or being afraid of being liquidated by Charles all day long.

A world where no one gets hurt has been achieved, hasn't it?

but why……

Lacey subconsciously raised her hand, put her nails to her lips and bit them gently.

But why was she somewhat unwilling?

An answer had already emerged in her mind and was about to burst out.

But it was precisely because of this that she felt even more weird, as if she had not taken a shower on the first day of the new year and was wearing a pair of old underwear.

She was clearly here to end it all!

She was unwilling to admit...

Rachel's thoughts were interrupted here.

Because even thinking of that word made her feel complicated. She should have made a psychological plan for herself when she first joined the brave team three years ago. From the beginning to the end, she should have regarded Ciel as a good friend.

Yes, that's right - hey, they are all brothers!

Almost through self-hypnosis, the witch finally convinced herself, and she suddenly smiled with relief.

She looked at Ciel.

Charles looked at her too.

His iron-gray eyes originally rested on Lacie's hands. He was watching Lacie biting her nails, but after Lacie stopped thinking, he immediately turned his gaze back to Lacie's face without leaving a trace.

"what happened?"

Mr. Hero asked calmly.

"Nothing, it's just... I thought, the materials we have now may not be enough to revive your wife. If we want to revive your wife, we have to find some more materials!"

The witch lady answered with an inexplicable guilty feeling.

[To be continued]

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Even though Laciel's magic power had been almost overdrawn and she couldn't use healing spells to help Charles alleviate his injuries, Charles was able to get out of bed quickly thanks to his strong physique and self-healing ability.

Obviously, he was more seriously injured than Lacie, but his injury healed faster than Lacie's.

Lacey was a little unhappy.

unfair!

She also wants such a strong body!

Although the spell can strengthen her body and allow her to temporarily have a physique as strong as Charles, it is ultimately obtained by relying on external objects. Not only is it extremely consuming, but once she stops using the spell, she will be directly reduced to her original form.

Even more than that——

Excessive use of body strengthening spells may cause irreversible damage to the body.

Laceel's physical condition was not very good to begin with. She was often sick before she became a witch. After becoming a witch, although she was not sick very often, she became weaker and weaker due to her reliance on magic and lack of exercise.

But it doesn't matter! What's the point of having a strong body? Can't you live well without it? What's more, magic is the truth of the Pan-Continent. Only barbarians with muscles in their heads would show off how strong their bodies are.

Isn't it nice to be a witch? At least you can cast spells elegantly and gracefully.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Rachel could only achieve mental victory in this way.

They were leaving Lentiheim.

The reward that Fuvenna promised had been paid to them, and Lacier packed up all the precious spellcasting materials and threw them into the storage space - but before that, Charles' old illness came back again.

When Fuwenna handed over the reward to them, he actually asked:

"What is the current situation of Lentiheim?"

Naturally, the answer is not very good.

Although the elves have been working hard to rebuild order and restore the normal operation of the entire society, they have lost the mistress who used to coordinate everything. Their unique system also determines that it is difficult for them to find objects to emulate among the many imperial dynasties in the outside world.

They need to grope their way forward and forge a path that no one has ever walked before.

This is the price of growing up.

But fortunately, they are elves, they have a long lifespan and abundant resources, their deceased mother has left them a valuable legacy, and they have many opportunities to try and make mistakes.

So in response to Charles' question, Fuvenna shook her head, and then nodded.

"It's going to get better, isn't it?"

she said with a smile.

Charles fell silent.

After a brief thought, he raised his head, looked into Fuwenna's eyes, and whispered:

"If delivering these rewards to us will affect the reconstruction of Lentiheim... Ms. Fuwenna, then you can deliver these rewards to us later."

Lacie almost couldn't help but stand up from the wheelchair.

She thought, is Charles crazy?

Before coming to Lentiheim, he was so anxious to revive the priest. Now, as long as he can get these rewards, theoretically he can see his deceased lover at any time...

No, it's not just that.

The value of the reward that Fuvenna paid them was so high that she might not be able to resist agreeing to let Lacele sleep with Charles for a night, let alone bring the priest back to life.

However, Charles made such a decision.

No wonder he is so poor despite being a hero - Lacie suddenly remembered that when he was in the hero team, Charles would often work for free like this.

She wanted to tug at Charles's clothes like she did before, or reach out and pinch his hips... oh no, pinch his lower back, but she was still in a wheelchair and she couldn't do that.

Besides, Charles' forbidden spell seemed to still be activated, so she couldn't use the voice transmission spell on Charles.

So she could only continue to sit there obediently, waiting for Fuvenna and Charles to finish their negotiations, and waiting for the ownership of the remuneration to be determined.

In the end, Fuwenna shook her head and said to Charles:

"It's not the material issues that bother us. Please rest assured that even if we pay you two these rewards, our city-state will not be affected in any way."

Having said this, she looked at Lacey and smiled:

"Please accept these materials. This is the reward you two deserve."

Since Fuvenna said so, Lacier decided not to refuse - she drew out her wand and put all the precious materials into the storage space.

During this time, Charles did not express any other opinions.

However, where Lacie couldn't see, the man was silently staring at her back with his iron-gray eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Later, they said goodbye to Fuwena and were about to leave Lentiheim.

The Archon also had to worry about the future of the elves, so it was Mura who saw them off.

The former captain of the guard led them across half of the city-state and came to the teleportation array that had troubled Lacier for a long time.

Of course, now Laciel also knows that it is not actually a teleportation array.

It was one of the many legacies left by the Mistress to the elves. Laceel couldn't figure out how it worked. She guessed that it might be some kind of space jump device at work. Although it was completely different from the jump spell of the Pan-Continent, it had the same purpose.

When it looks like a teleportation array, feels like a teleportation array, and functions like a teleportation array, it can perhaps be simply and roughly defined as a teleportation array.

The witch and the brave man want to use this teleportation array to leave the giant tree that seems to reach the sky and the earth, and return to the ground they have not seen for a long time.

They bid farewell to Mulla.

Rachel said to Mulla:

"In the future, you may be able to realize your long-cherished wish and become a watchmaker."

However, Mulla shook his head and said to her:

"No, Miss Witch, at least for quite a long time, I will still be the captain of the guard of Lentiheim."

As he spoke, he raised his head, looked up at the giant tree that supported the entire elven city-state, and said with a pious expression:

"After my mother passed away, there was no one who could take over my position for the time being, so I had to take on the responsibility."

"This is my mother's city-state, and it also belongs to us elves. Miss Witch, Mr. Brave, although I still dream of becoming a watchmaker, but..."

He paused, looked at the two of them again, and showed a complex and wonderful smile.

"But just like the two of them stood up resolutely when facing their crazy mothers," Mla said softly, "No matter what, there are always some things that someone has to do, right?"

Lacie suddenly felt that the elf in front of her was no longer like when they first met, occasionally revealing a deep confusion like thick fog, just like this city-state that had welcomed the sunshine again.

Is this considered some kind of "growth"?

she thinks.

Mla knew what he should do, and perhaps other elves in the entire Lentiheim were like him. Although they had all lost their mothers who had guided them in the past, they did not seem to have lost their direction.

On the contrary, these children...

——They have never been so clear about what they should do.

After going through that coming-of-age ceremony, they all realized the responsibilities they each shouldered. They are no longer naive or simple. They will start their own voyage with their mother's final instructions.