You are all my wings!

"The true talent of pure-blooded elves?"

Iris was taken aback.

"Of course, our talents were indeed initially blessed by the Sacred Tree and improved generation after generation. But this situation began to reverse 30,000 years ago. Otherwise, why do you think I would have fallen into becoming a dark elf?"

Herwiz walked over and gently patted Iris's face.

Lyon said:

"Isn't what you're doing just jumping from one constraint to another?"

"Yes, but I am now an Epic, while Hamra has not yet been promoted to Legendary. That is the difference."

Herwiz smiled faintly:

"The exceptional talents of pure-blooded elves should allow them to advance to Legendary status within fifty years of age and Epic status within one hundred years of age. However, nowadays, reaching the sixth rank at one hundred years old is considered genius, and reaching Legendary status at two hundred years old is rare. Isn't that ridiculous? Even if they live a long life, they waste too much time at the bottom, so they can't witness the higher scenery. And how can they live up to the title of the number one race on the continent?"

For a moment, Iris couldn't think of any rebuttal.

After all, she also wanted to become stronger quickly. She was always protected by Leon, and she also wanted to become a legend as soon as possible, so that she wouldn't be bullied by these people who acted arrogantly just because they had advanced early.

Lyon said, "Your actions may be fast, but when you advance to the level of demigod or even god, you will inevitably encounter greater obstacles."

"I've been standing at the Epic level for so many years. Even if there are great obstacles, isn't it still better than waiting in the sixth tier? Alright, Leon Belon, tell me all the good advancement strategies you have."

Herwiz said indifferently.

Okay, let's get back to this topic.

Lyon then said, "Your Excellency's current desire to advance is likely unmet, as the conditions are not yet met. Furthermore, if your mental strength is not sufficiently enhanced, the bloodline curse will inevitably erupt on the day of your advancement, causing you to fail at the last moment. Therefore, strengthening your mental strength remains the top priority. Secondly, regarding the demigod-level magic of the Mind Puppet Master, I'm afraid you have no clue about it for the time being?"

Herwiz: "That's right."

"Your Excellency probably still doesn't understand why you haven't been able to comprehend this demigod-level mind magic? And the reason you've been staying in the capital recently is also to seek some inspiration?"

Herwiz's eyes showed surprise:

"You even know this? Is Miracle Astrology really that powerful?"

"Half divination, half speculation."

Lyon had no clue why she was staying in the capital when he asked her earlier, but after their conversation, he suddenly realized that Helvie was probably going through a period of confusion.

In other words, after decades of striving to become an epic, they still haven't found a way to advance to demigod status.

It's likely that her staying here is primarily to confirm whether Bai Shaqilai's plan will succeed.

On one hand, it was for the sake of merit, and on the other hand, it was to gain insight into demigod-level mental magic.

Because he had so much free time, he made this seemingly insignificant move, having Bai Shaqilai bring him, the future core person, along to ask for information and use it as a reference.

In the original storyline, Bai Shaqilai did not instigate a war of annihilation. However, due to the awakening of her past life memories, the world situation changed, which led to a very different result in Bai Shaqilai's divination, causing her to plot a war of annihilation.

Then, Helvie, who was staying in the capital seeking inspiration, noticed her scheme and turned the tables, using her mind to control him, which led to the current series of events that were completely different from what Leon knew.

Ultimately, those who peer into destiny will find their own destiny altered as a result.

This is precisely because Herwiz is currently in a period of uncertainty, which gives her more room to maneuver.

With this in mind, Lyon already had a plan for what to do next.

"Your Excellency, regarding how to comprehend demigod-level mental magic, the sacred murals also serve this purpose. It was within the sacred murals that I comprehended advanced magic at the third rank ahead of schedule. As you can see, my mage profession is still at the third rank. The reason I am able to do this is because I have also mastered a method to improve the efficiency of magic comprehension from the sacred murals, which is a secret that others do not know."

This was also a lie; in reality, he had only grasped the intermediate level of perfection.

Of course, when he goes to the sacred mural next time, he can use it to comprehend the Perfect Level Superior.

He has memorized the spellbooks of several advanced spells. Currently, he can cast the advanced Hurricane Flame Bullet normally. He has made progress in replicating the other spells by several percent. If it weren't for the fact that he had to focus on practicing Monster Muscle Resonance and mental power these past two days, he probably would have already reached 50% of the other advanced spells under the support of the dual deep mode.

Upon hearing this, Herwiz observed Lyon carefully for a moment:

"You do indeed resemble a third-tier mage. Is fourth-tier another warrior-type class? Did you really learn advanced magic at the third tier ahead of time?"

Magic is not a combat skill, and it is very difficult to learn.

Learning one level ahead of schedule is already difficult, let alone two levels ahead of schedule, without any professional support.

"If you don't believe me, you can remove me from the cell and lift the magic restrictions. I will activate it for you as proof."

Lyon also laid the groundwork here.

In other words, he felt that the reason he couldn't cast spells was because of the magic-blocking circle, not because his magic was sealed.

It's hard to say when this groundwork will be used in the future, but once he finds an opportunity to escape, he can use it to deceive Helvie!

"Hmph, no rush, let's wait until Bai Shaqilai comes back."

Herwiz's eyes held a subtle meaning:

"As for the secret method that only you can master for the sacred mural, I will investigate it myself. If it is proven that you are lying, you will know the consequences when I return."

After leaving those words, Herwiz turned and left.

Lyon watched her retreating figure, lost in thought.

He has already set up the trap, and added two layers of protection. Now it's up to Herwiz to see if she will take the bait.

He opened Helvie's profile page.

[Character: Herwez D. Forren]

Age/Life Expectancy: 139/3099

[Plot Weight: a]

[Potential Level: S+]

Occupation: Mind Puppet Master

Current Level: Tier 8

【主要属性：精神力102/生命力410/魔力量449/体力341/力量315/敏捷368】

[Dark Epic: The Evil Elf]

[Epic Effect: Sloth Domain, Aversion to Long Song]

[Event criteria met, triggering Helvie's main quest "Fallen to Godhood"]

[Mission Details: Help Helvie ascend to become a fallen god]

[Quest Rewards: Maximum Magic Power +300; Spirit Power +100; Strength +100; Agility +100; Learn God-level Mind Magic, Mind Domain]

[The event has been completed, triggering Helvie's personal side quest "The Fall of the Sacred Tree"]

[Mission Details: Help Helvies knock down the central sacred tree in the Elven Sacred Land]

[Quest Rewards: Maximum Mana +40, Spirit Power +20, Learn King-level Mind Magic, Mind Puppet]

Wow, this is amazing! Amazing tasks, amazing rewards!

Even god-level magic has appeared.

Two missions, one King-level difficulty and one God-level difficulty.

It is evident that it would be extremely difficult for someone of Herwiz's fallen bloodline to ascend to godhood.

As for her personal panel, which averaged four or five times the attribute limit, he wasn't surprised.

After all, it is the fifth epic of the continent, and it is also a long-lived species. It has also freed its talent from constraints and accelerated its improvement speed. It will be a super boss in a few years. It would be strange if its attribute accumulation was not four or five times the limit of Leon.

Basically, starting from the legendary level, two or three times the limit is the norm, and the longer the lifespan, the higher the attribute accumulation.

Half a minute later, he and Iris were able to move again, obviously because the restraints left by Herwiz had automatically been released.

Lyon stretched his body, his blood circulation returned to normal, and Helvie's control methods just now were probably also the effect of mind magic.

After recovering, Iris slammed her face on the ground, then, disregarding her own safety, she rushed into a hug, patting Leon all over with worry and heartache.

"Leon, are you alright?"

"It's alright, she didn't put anything on me, don't worry."

Lyon offered a word of comfort, then said:

"Iris, did your mother really never mention Helvie before?"

Iris shook her head: "Never heard of it."

"But the first thing Helvie said to you when she first met you was, 'It's been a long time.'"

"Hmm, could it be something I saw when I was just born?"

Iris looked thoughtful.

Lyon seemed to be deep in thought. When Iris was born, Helvie had already ascended to the Epic level and become a Fallen Dark Elf.

If she makes a point of visiting Iris when she is born, it means that she may not truly lack familial affection.

Trying to sway her emotionally might also be a secondary strategy.

"Alright, enough of that, Iris. Let me comfort you to soothe your wounded heart."

As he spoke, Leon began to grope him.

As he spoke, he used his mouth to lick the tip of Iris's ear.

Iris's body began to throb, her ear tips turned red, and her heartbeat could be heard through her clothes by Leon.

……

three days later.

Around a tavern in the capital.

"That damned Leon, he wouldn't really abandon me, would he?"

Machiru, petite in stature, wore a long black robe. Beneath the long sleeves, her delicate, fair hands rested on an emerald staff as she rode a cursed serpent that had shrunk to the size of an earthworm and appeared harmless, as she wandered through the streets of the royal capital.

Another cursed serpent emerged from the side of her hood, its triangular, black head darting up and down, its black scales gleaming coldly, flicking its tongue and constantly sending signals to Machiru.

She was absolutely convinced that Leon had been kidnapped.

After all, it's impossible for Iris to run away with Lyon.

I was just annoyed by not finding anything after searching for many days.

However, based on the cursed serpent, she deduced that Leon must be hiding in the capital, and that the murderer was likely that flirtatious catwoman.

So she concealed her tracks and searched quietly.

Once she finds the person, she will immediately relay the signal to Britta.

If she could, she would also like to save Leon on her own.

But she knew she couldn't act rashly at this time, so she wouldn't act blindly and miss the opportunity.

"That tavern is suspicious."

Machiru's gaze subtly swept over a quiet, somewhat deserted spot around the corner, a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

After several attempts to reach the vicinity of the tavern, the cursed serpent changed direction.

This indicates that the scent has been deliberately altered to interfere with magic and alchemical monsters that are adept at detecting scents.

In addition, Maggie had been wandering around for several days and hadn't noticed that the tavern was open at first, so she didn't care.

But it's strange that no taverns have been open in this bustling area for several days in a row.

After thinking for a moment, to avoid alerting the enemy, she walked to a distance and found an adventurer who clearly lived in the area and asked:

"Uncle, do you know why that tavern hasn't been open these past few days? My father is looking to buy a shop and start a business."

She smiled sweetly, revealing an innocent and harmless smile, her small, white tiger teeth slightly showing.

The adventurer was initially furious. Who the hell dared to stop me?

Upon seeing Maggie's adorable face, he was immediately captivated, his heart melting like steel. He thought that if he had a daughter, she should look just like him, and so he smiled kindly.

"It's said that the boss is going back to his hometown to get married soon and will be back in a while."

"When will the boss be back?"

"I don't know, I guess he won't be back for another month or two."

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

Maggie didn't dare ask too many questions lest she attract attention, and turned to leave.