Chapter 439 - 439 An Attempt

439 An Attempt

Selma Payne’s POV:

As time passed and the water level gradually increased, people’s emotions became more and more agitated. Parents held their young children in their arms and cried, and the dazed children in the crowd were silent.

Even the ‘big shots’ could not escape the fear of death. Some gathered a few ‘messengers’ and found the Great Elder, asking me to immediately ‘release’ the bubbles around the Elven Capital City.

However, once the bubble was lifted, the people would rush to the city gate like crazy. One could imagine a tragedy that no one wanted to see would happen.

But was I going to wait here and let time pass? It was either being stomped to death or drowned to death.

“How long will it take to move a portion of the people to the other gates at the fastest speed?” I asked the Grand Elder.

His answer to me wasn’t optimistic. “There are too many people. Moreover, no one is willing to listen to the interim government now. Even if only 10000 people are taken away, it will definitely take more than an hour.”

“Is there no way to shorten it?”

“Well, unless we can travel a thousand miles in a single step...” the Great Elder said tiredly.

A thousand miles in one step?

He reminded me that such a method could allow one to appear thousands of miles away without any effort-spatial magic.

But the question was, who could make that happen?

Master Hayley had already left with the first batch of elves who had left. The only one by my side was Dorothy. She could only shake her head regretfully at my question. As for the elf masters, they weren’t very proficient in this profound magic.

The only way seemed to be out of reach.

Just as I was at my wit’s end, I aimlessly looked at the crowd. Suddenly, a barefooted woman in a gray robe caught my attention. She was tied to the same prison cart with a group of fans of the Crown Prince. As the Crown Prince had disappeared in the chaos, the faces of the wolves who had lost their masters were ashen, and they kept muttering chaotic prayers.

“Who’s that?” I asked, pointing at the grey-robed woman.

The Great Elder looked at where I was pointing and replied, “This young lady is your acquaintance, Your Highness. She is the daughter of Kafka.”

“Adele?”

I exclaimed in a low voice. Didn’t he take his adopted daughter with him? He didn’t seem to trust that idiot, the Crown Prince, at all. Why would he leave his daughter alone?

He didn’t pay attention to Adele even though he came to rescue her. What was Adele to him?

There was no time for me to think about the details of the father-daughter relationship. I immediately had someone bring Adele to me. She looked a lot thinner, and there were small scars scattered on her haggard face, which looked like they had been cut by branches or something.

This reminded me of the high-spirited girl from the Sivir Academy a few years ago. Although she was evil and disgusting, that arrogant girl would never show her flaws.

This crazy girl made me lose focus for a moment, but I quickly recovered.

Kafka was an expert in using space sorcery, but could Adele do it?

“Hey, Adele, do you still remember who I am?” I tried to communicate with the girl staring at the sky. “If you understand what I’m saying, please lower your head and look at me.”

I’d only heard that Adele went crazy, but I knew nothing about her mental state. I was a little worried that she could understand what I said.

To my surprise, Adele lowered her head and looked at me. Her eyes no longer had the liveliness she had in the past. They were like a dried-up old well, lifeless and without any waves.

She was silent, and when she knew I thought she needed me to repeat it, she said softly, “Ah, it’s the little moon.”

“What?” I was stunned for a moment, but I didn’t care about this strange way of addressing me. I directly asked, “Since you can comprehend me, I’ll be direct. The entire city is in danger. Everyone, including you, may be drowned by the rising water. That’s why I need your help. Adele, do you know how to use space sorcery?”

Adele was silent again. She looked back at the sky and returned to her world as if no one was around.

I tried to say something repeatedly, but she was already completely ignoring me.

“Alright, alright.”

I tousled my hair in frustration. I suddenly felt that my desperate actions were laughable. Did I expect a mental patient who has lost all his magic power to save the world? What a lame thought.

I turned around to look for the Great Elder and said, “No matter what, let’s evacuate a portion of the people first. We can transfer as many as possible, even if it is a few hundred people. Otherwise, it would not end well for everyone to squeeze in front of the door. Lead them to the nearest city gate and walk as fast as you can. I will devour the bubbles twenty minutes before the clock starts ticking, and I think the water will be up to our chests by then. However, I can’t advance, because if the door is opened too early, then all transfer actions will be meaningless.

“In addition, organize your men to blow up a gap between the two city gates. Although I feel that the strange seawater will cause the explosives to lose their effectiveness, we can still try using magic, right?”