1426 Leaving Their Name In History

After the sumptuous breakfast, Mag sent Amy and Anna to the ice cream shop, and asked Miya to look after them for one day before returning to the restaurant.

"Are we ready to leave now?" Irina asked Mag.

"Yes. Let me go upstairs to change first." Mag nodded, and went upstairs to change into the full set of his gear, including the face mask.

"Let's go." Irina grabbed Mag's hand, and the two of them disappeared from the restaurant after a beam of green light flashed under their feet.

***

An elf strode into the Starry Cave, and spoke respectfully to Helena on the platform, "High Priestess, the spell formation is already set up. As long as Irina and Alex dare to come, we will definitely capture or kill them."

"Don't be complacent. The Wind Forest has already been the b.u.t.t of a joke once. I don't want the same thing to ever happen again," Helena said coldly.

"Yes!" That elf tensed up, and then retreated out of the cave with his body bowed.

Helena looked at the biggest star that was flickering in the starry sky, and quietly murmured, "Your Majesty, I do not have a choice. For the elves' future, I have to do that. All those people who tried to destroy what we built deserve to die…"

In the Wind Forest, the aristocrats were wearing their fineries and going to Life Square in their opulent carriages.

After Princess Irina was deposed, the Wind Forest no longer had a princess. Hence, this was a very important matter to the Wind Forest. Almost all the elves knew about this, but only the nobles were allowed to attend the conferring ceremony. The servants and slaves had to continue working in the house, while the ordinary elves were kept out of the ceremony's area as they weren't allowed to watch it.

However, even though the ordinary elves had no rights to watch the conferring ceremony of the elven princess, they were allowed to watch the 100-odd elves sentenced to death for treason up close. The execution platform was set up beyond the restricted area.

Those elves who were deemed traitors were locked in metal cages, and their limbs were chained up with heavy metal chains. There were dozens of wounds on their bodies left by the interrogating and whipping.

But there wasn't any fear on the elves' faces and in their eyes. They were just like silent rocks that were trapped in the metal cages as they looked at their people with a resolute gaze.

Those elves beyond the cages were also looking at their people in them. Looking at the black metal railings, they couldn't differentiate if they were in the cages or beyond the cages in a moment of confusion.

"Mother, why are they locked up in the cages? Are they the bad guys?" a little boy asked softly, tugging on his mother's clothes.

That young elf shook his head, and softly said, "No. It's because they're seeking their freedom."

"Freedom? What's that?" that young boy asked curiously.

"Shhh." The young mother covered the boy's mouth and looked around her nervously. After making sure that no elves around had noticed them, only then she whispered, "That's something we don't say out loud."

"Oh." The little boy nodded as if he understood. Although he didn't know why his mother was so nervous, that had to be a terrifying thing, and that was why those elves were locked up.

The grand ceremony was under preparation, and the new princess was going to take her place. But there wasn't any happy ambiance in the Wind Forest. Instead, there was a hint of tension.

The elves who were the guards had already nocked their arrows as they looked at the ordinary elves watching the prisoners nervously.

The entire forest was full of hidden tension.

"The order has been confirmed. Sally will formally announce your betrothal with her at the conferring ceremony today. This means that you will very likely become the queen's consort in the future and enjoy a high status in the Wind Forest." In an opulent carriage, Vincent was talking to Blour, who was wearing luxurious clothes and sitting across from him.

"At the same time, hundreds of Night Elves are going to die." Blour lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out. The ordinary elves were already kept out of the square. He said with a sad and sarcastic expression, "When I was small, I once heard Grandmother said countless elves died here in their attempt to guard the Tree of Life, and then Life Square was built. I wonder if the descendants of those elves who gave up their lives for the eventual victory were blocked and not allowed to enter the square."

As if he hadn't heard Blour's words, Vincent continued, "The Baibilly Family is going to gain a special status because of you. We will also receive the princess's protection. In this case…"

"You know very well what I may do." Blour let down the curtain and looked straight into Vincent's eyes.

Vincent remained silent for a moment before he looked into Blour's eyes and revealed a miserable smile. "Are you trying to write the Baibilly Family's name into the history of elves with another method?"

***

"Miss Sally, Lord Elliot is out there. He said he wanted to see you. What do you think about it?" an elf respectfully asked Sally, who was grooming herself in front of the mirror, as she walked into a luxurious palace.

Sally looked at her reflection in the mirror, and coldly said, "I don't want to see him."

That elf opened her mouth and then quickly closed it again. She acknowledged and then turned to walk out. She bowed to Elliot at the door, and said, "Lord Elliot, Miss Sally is getting ready now, and it's not convenient for her to see you. If you need to talk to her, please do so after the conferring ceremony."

"This fellow…" Green veins were throbbing on Elliot's forehead. He didn't expect Sally would dare to lock him out. Looking at the doors of the new princess' palace and the elven warriors standing in front of them, Elliot forcefully suppressed his anger, and nonchalantly said, "I see. She's indeed very busy now. Then, I shall see her after the conferring ceremony."

"Chief, Young Mistress has refused to see you, so what will we do now?" the elf following after Elliot asked softly with a nervous look.

"I'm afraid we cannot do anything today. But I've heard that Vincent's youngest son has been very weak since he was young. Hence, it wouldn't be a surprise if he suddenly dies of an illness in the future, right?" Elliot smirked.

"Not a surprise at all!" That elf's eyes glowed and he nodded.

***

"I can teleport myself to the Tree of Life directly, and I will leave the rest out there to you," Irina said to Mag as the griffin landed at the periphery of the Wind Forest. A green teleportation portal appeared underneath her feet.

"Alright." Mag nodded and watched Irina leave. He patted the griffin's neck lightly. "Ah Zi, the rest will depend on us."
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