There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

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"Friends like Saria and Kristen."

"Phew... That's all. I have things to do. Consider this little fellow a gift from me to you."

A long sigh was heard, but Talina was destined not to hear it, because Muirseth had completely severed his connection with this magical creature.

From this moment on, little Muir Seth truly became a life, an independent life.

Just as she was looking for.

There was a throbbing pain in my heart, and the feeling of going against one's will was not pleasant. It was not only a physical torture, but also a mental devastation.

The chaotic thoughts in his mind were mixed into a mess, making Muirses feel extremely tired.

Even when I took care of those endangered plants for a month straight and worked day and night, I was not as tired as I am now.

She really wanted to have a good sleep and let sleep dissipate the pain and emotions in her heart, but obviously, now was not the time to rest.

Because a person appeared in front of her, a person she had just rescued.

"Don't let your ugly tail rub against the ground. There's no cleaning scheduled for today...Holhaiya."

The pent-up frustration in his heart had nowhere to be released, and looking at the guy in front of him, Muirseth took the initiative to provoke him, which was rare.

"Ah, it seems you often hide here and cry. I should hide for a while longer."

With a teasing smile on his face, Holhaiya's usual special tone of voice stirred the string of reason in Muirses' nerves.

However, she was not the kind of person who couldn't control her emotions. After realizing that something was wrong with her, she decisively fell silent.

The current state is not right. What on earth am I so worried about?

The answer was within reach, but Muirseth didn't dare touch it. She had made up her mind with great difficulty, and it was impossible for her to give up halfway.

She has too much on her shoulders and she can't continue to waste time where she is.

The past, the future, all of this... nothing.

The malice on this land continued to surge, making it difficult for her and even her people to maintain the most basic survival.

why...

It's obviously just...

Just want to survive...

Volume 9: Chapter 20: Regret...?

Elves, a life form that only exists in books and legends in today's society.

They are usually recorded in books by authors as NPCs who help brave men overcome difficulties, and their stories are passed down.

But what many people don’t know is that the elves had left their footprints on Terra a long time ago.

Because of their poor adaptability to Originium, they are unable to come into contact with it. An environment that is harmless to ordinary people is a dead end for elves.

The Originium dust that was always present in the air made even breathing a pain for them.

What are mild symptoms of infection for ordinary people can instantly worsen the condition of elves and consume their lives.

The elves are like a forgotten race. They have been forgotten by Terra and forgotten by this land.

This is the information that Holhaiya collected recently. It is a bit old, but it is not outdated now.

because...

The elves have become extinct.

No, that's not accurate, because right in front of her stood an elf, an elf who might be the last elf to appear before the eyes of mankind.

Looking at Muerses, Holhaiya saw the angry expression on the other's face, and his smile became even wider.

"Since you're already well, then leave immediately. If you continue to stay here, I'll make them charge you for your medical expenses."

Looking away, Muirseth controlled himself not to look at this guy directly, so as to avoid losing control and starting a fight.

"Oh? Are you in such a hurry to get me out? I'm waiting for you~ Elf~"

"Wait for me? Then why are you standing so far away from me?"

Muirseth raised his head and looked at Holhaiya.

"Oh, children who can't find their parents have very bad tempers. What's more, you weren't in a very good mood just now. If I go over there now, won't I become your punching bag?"

Grinning, Holhaiya looked straight into Muirseth's eyes.

There was no emotion in those eyes, just like a mannequin selling clothes on the street.

"Besides, didn't you arrange for the water to be dispersed the moment I came in? Director Mubarak, what about you?"

The smile on his face remained, but Holhaiya's hand had touched the staff at his waist at some point.

Pale blue magic veins surrounded her body, and a gentle breeze suddenly blew in the closed room.

Suddenly, the color of "Muirses" in front of Holhaiya faded instantly, and the rich colors became transparent in an instant, and then fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of water droplets.

This isn't the real Muirseth, it's just... a clone!

"Since you are seeking death, I will grant your wish!"

A strong wind blew from behind, and Muirses' voice also sounded behind Holhaiya.

"Drown you! Then find a scrapped power mech and stuff it into you!"

The tip of his white index finger held a ball of water the size of a human head. Qi suddenly appeared behind (Six Hol Haiya) and (One Muir) Seth threw it heavily towards Hol Haiya.

Even a clay figure would have some temper, but after being provoked by Horhaiya like this, did he really think she had never killed anyone?

"Oh my, are you angry? Holding a grudge like that? Be careful of wrinkles on your face."

With a slight wave of the staff, a light blue wind formed a barrier in front of Holhaiya, blocking Muirses' attack.

She was well prepared and was not afraid of anyone at all. Proper preparation is always much easier than a sudden battle. This is why she dared to come to see Muirses alone.

It’s not because of some low-level excuse like being a savior, but because I have the confidence to leave safely!

"What exactly do Melander's agents want to do by sneaking in here?"

Drawing lines with his fingers, Muirses manipulated the water source that had just been used to construct the water clone, transforming them into sharp long arrows.

"The word 'infiltration' is really harsh. Didn't you bring me back? Why are you turning your back on me?"

The attack was blocked by Holhaya's wind wall as before and did not achieve the expected effect.

"I didn't invite you to Kristen's office, you disgusting Liberi!"

In the blink of an eye, the two men had already fought several times.

The attacks were fierce, with every move aimed at the vital points, but strangely, both men restrained their attacks and did not use large-scale attack techniques, and the layout of the room was preserved to the greatest extent possible.

Finally, the two people's moving bodies stopped.

Muirseth held a dagger made of water in his hand, pressing it hard on Holhaiya's staff.

Muirseth looked at Holhaiya with indifference, as if he was looking at an object.

"Are you doing something for Kristen? What deal did you make? What does she need from you?"

Muirseth opened his lips and asked his question.

If Saria were here, she would definitely overturn her previous inference.

Judging from Muirseth's reaction, she...

Looks like you're looking for Kristen too?

Forgive Saria. In her impression, these two people are birds of a feather, and she subconsciously connects them together.

"You betrayed the Melander Foundation for this? Quetzalcoatl?"

Muirseth questioned, pressing the dagger downward.

"With so many questions, why don't you go and ask her yourself? You're someone very close to her, she'll definitely tell you, right?"

Using his arms to exert force, Holhaiya twisted his waist and pushed Muirses out. Then he stood there leaning on his staff, looking at Muirses with interest.

"Maybe she's tired of your double-dealing and your inattention. Maybe there was never a place for you in her plans. There are many possibilities. Think of it however you want."

"I'm just being kind, so I'm here to remind you. Or you can understand it as pity. Don't be too nervous."

"It's not up to you to decide."

The five fingers loosened, and the dagger turned into a stream of water again and returned to Muirses' body.

The elf ignored everything, including the feathered serpent in front of her, but the panic deep in her eyes revealed her true mood at the moment.

The feathered serpent caught this and spat out its tongue coldly.

"Don't think you know her better than I do, Quetzalcoatl. I've been with her much longer than you have."

As if he was looking for a fulcrum to support his words, Muirseth spoke "viciously".

"I may not understand her, but I know exactly what she's going to do."

Putting away his staff, Holhaiya took out a note from his pocket.

"Don't be late, and don't do anything unnecessary."

Putting the note in the palm of his hand, Holhaiya leaned forward and blew gently.

Driven by the air flow, the note "flew" up swayingly, passed through the long distance between the two people, and came in front of Muirses.

Looking at the elf in front of him, Holhaiya issued his final warning.

"People who are too anxious usually try all sorts of methods to solve their problems. If you get in the way..."

"I will really kill you!"

"You can try it!"

With a cold snort, Muirseth picked up Holhaiya's note with his fingertips and looked at the contents on it.

It's an address, a...

An address that's suspiciously familiar.

Muirseth wanted to ask a question, but Holhaiya had already left, and she was the only one left in the spacious office.

The annoying Liberi had disappeared, and apart from the few water stains on the sofa and a few documents blown to the ground by the wind, there was no trace of the battle.

The setting sun poured into the room from the window, stretching Muirseth's shadow long. The shadow was reflected on the wall and was blocked by the corner of the wall.

It was like it was broken in half.

A complete person, but taking a different path.

"Kristen...is what you promised...really the best...?"

With his hands hanging naturally beside his legs, Muirseth seemed to be asking someone a question.

But her doubts were destined to be unanswerable by anyone.

Muirseth's voice echoed in the empty room.

When and where did everything she was familiar with change, and she had no idea.

This familiar room, this familiar road has become so strange.

She hated this feeling.

Just like when she first realized she was alone after being born.

.........

call...