The villain just wants to go offline

"Blood? That human won't die!"

The elf became nervous immediately after discovering the blood on the ground, and looked at the big rice dumpling lying in a pool of blood.

"..."

Elsa also looked over.

She frowned and glanced at the motionless rice dumpling on the ground. Logically speaking, it was just a teleportation spell that wouldn't kill her.

The green vines that wrapped Leo quickly dried up and shattered under a wave of his hand.

What was immediately exposed to the eyes of Elsa and the elf was Leo's pale face and weak breathing. A gash was opened in the back of his heart, and blood was pouring from his buttocks.

Leo was injured, yes, but there was only a small gash in the back of his heart, but now it was the size of a fist, turning from a small wound into a fatal injury.

"This...could it be that it was squeezed by space during the transfer, which enlarged the wound?"

Elsa has never seen such an unlucky person, her luck is so bad.

Elsa's eyes changed. One moment she was as cold as a queen, and the next moment she expressed concern for Leo. This was clearly the real Elsa trying to seize control of her body.

"Go back, kid. If you come out now, you will have failed. Your awakening cannot be interrupted. Now you are just delaying time!"

Elsa's eyes regained their composure, and the magnetic voice began to talk to herself, as if speaking to another self, successfully soothing the real Elsa's soul.

"Let's go, kid!"

Calling the elf, Elsa led the elf towards the depths of the palace, feeling as familiar as home.

"Why don't we save him?"

Although he didn't have a good impression of Leo, an elf who wanted to be frivolous towards the Princess, he still asked casually and caught up with Elsa.

The elves who have lived and guarded the Elf Courtyard in the past also feel very familiar here.

In the impression of the elf, the direction he was walking was exactly where the secret treasure of the elf species was stored, but it was sealed. The elf had never seen the legendary artifact.

"In my current state, if I want to save him, I can only rely on the Elf King's scepter to use healing magic to cure his fatal injuries!"

Of course, the reason why Leo was saved was because Elsa saw the Holy Sword in the opponent's hand, and also because Elsa's soul tried her best to resist. If Leo was not saved, the bloodline awakening ceremony would probably come to nothing.

But here's the thing.

Leo is Elsa's childhood sweetheart. It stands to reason that the two people should get together, and the soul residing in Elsa's body almost instantly recognized the Holy Sword Valentine, which means that the boy is a brave man, and Elsa Erza is likely to join the team of future heroes fighting magic.

But Elsa is currently the slave of the young noble, and after watching Elsa's memories, Elsa is almost pathologically fascinated by the torture of the young noble.

chaos.

It's so messy.

It can only be said that young people still know how to play, and these old antiques have been eliminated by the times.

.........

Then there is no more.

.........

Elsa shuttled through the ruins of the palace without any hindrance. The tree roots or vines that blocked the palace corridors automatically moved out of the way when Elsa arrived, providing a path for passage to the depths of the palace. the way.

"This is the root of the elven sacred tree. Even ordinary elves do not have the ability to directly control it. There is also teleportation magic to communicate with the sacred tree, unless that person is..."

From the various extraordinary abilities that Elsa had previously shown, the elf thought thoughtfully and seemed to have made a guess. He looked nervously at Elsa who was walking in front, and flapped his wings vigorously to catch up.

In the eyes of the elf, even though Elsa is wearing a maid skirt, she still walks dignified and elegant. Although she has never seen what a royal family looks like, Elsa now exudes a queen-like temperament.

"...Are you the Elf Queen?"

The elves know Elsa's surname, Winstony, which is exactly the surname of the Elf King. Considering Elsa's condition at this moment, it is inevitable to have such speculation.

Elsa smiled and said nothing, but it was already the best answer.

Seeing this elf's eyes flashed with surprise and complexity.

As Elsa and the two came to a stone door hidden in the palace, the elves were no strangers. This was the elven artifact that she and her grandmother had guarded together.

There was no delay, Elsa simply opened the door and walked in as if she were taking a leisurely stroll.

The elf was also curious about what was in this treasure house.

But when you enter the treasure house, there are only rows of empty shelves except for dust. There are no treasures. It seems that they have been swept away several times a long time ago.

Elsa went straight to the topic, walked to the corner, and rummaged through a pile of bottles and jars to find a rusty fire stick. It looked like an iron rod that had been thrown into the sea and had rusted for hundreds of years. .

"what is this?"

It would be too deceptive to make the elves believe that this broken stick is the scepter of the Elven King.

Don't tell her that something that has been guarded for hundreds of years is this thing.

"Let's go, this is the scepter of the Elf King!"

After greeting the elf who still wanted to find something, Elsa smiled and explained: "The elf race suffered a disaster after losing the protection of the goddess of nature. At the same time, the elf king's scepter as an artifact was also lost. It has the power of most artifacts, but it’s still an epic piece of equipment.”

"I seem to have heard some terrible secret!"

As soon as the elf pricked up his ears and prepared to hear the secret, Elsa stopped talking and walked back at a slightly faster pace.

Elsa was also afraid that if she went back too late, the brave man would be cold.

…………

Meanwhile Miles was still struggling to climb the spiral staircase leading to the canopy.

Compared to Elsa and the other two, Miles was slightly better in front of Miles who quickened his pace and arrived at the entrance of the palace first and entered the hall.

As soon as Miles entered the hall, he saw the brave man lying dead in a pool of blood.

"Fuck!"

Even though he had cultivated his noble character for sixteen years, Miles was confused when he saw the brave man who had just appeared suddenly receiving a lunch box and uttered a curse word.

The protagonist is not interested in dying, otherwise how would the plot continue?

Otherwise, it wouldn't be a one-man show for him as a villain.

Besides, if the protagonist is so cool, then he can be considered the protagonist. Miles is skeptical.

Fortunately, Miles could still hear the brave man's weak breathing when he got close, but looking at it like this, it would only be a matter of time before he got cold if he wasn't treated in time.

As expected, what Miles focused on was the holy sword Valentine guarding the hero's side. Just as he was about to pick it up and take a look, he heard footsteps.

Da da!

Miles decisively hid behind a broken pillar, and peeping seemed to be his most proficient skill.