Resurrection of the Dead

After Fran eliminated her target, she saw a deep blue box inside the pit where the Necro-Skeleton Mage had been.

Furthermore, there was a kind of fluctuation on it that Fran was very familiar with; it was a strange fluctuation that she had once felt under a fiery red tree.

"Wow! What's this?! It looks like something good."

Fran immediately turned to the side and saw Anna cautiously approaching her. At this point, there was no point in pretending anymore.

Fran immediately pointed her longsword at Anna, and a strong white light began to emanate from the tip of the sword. This white light was fine for Fran, but it was somewhat uncomfortable for Anna.

She forced herself to stop, enduring the blinding white light, and then said helplessly:

"What are you doing? My fellow Elf..." Anna saw that Fran's face remained completely expressionless, and knew that trying to get close to her through connections wouldn't work.

"Alright, compatriot, let's put down our swords and talk this out..."

Anna was the first to put her weapons on the ground, including her shortbow and arrows, even though she knew that if Fran was truly prepared, she wouldn't be able to defeat Fran even with these weapons.

But what Anna needs now is a statement, not anything else; she has no intention of continuing to resist.

Fran did not lower her longsword. Instead, she raised it higher and glanced at the two corpses lying on the ground that Anna had dealt with.

Anna knew that Fran must have figured something out, and her killing of those two former teammates made Fran unable to trust her too much.

Just then, Fran said:

"On my way here, I heard that the city lord of White Dragon Port had apparently lost something, so he hired a large number of Mercenary to come here to search for it."

"And this thing has caught the eye of the Church of the Goddess of Ocean Currents. Do you have any leads?"

Anna raised her hands to indicate that she had no intention of attacking, and then slowly said:

"Alright, I was part of the team that stole the things from the Lord of White Dragon Port. The thing you have is what those Mercenary, including the Church of the Goddess of Ocean Currents, are looking for..."

"My joining this team was an accident, you know. As an Elf, they normally wouldn't let me join this team."

"Anyway, it was the person who had already died in this squad who invited me to join when I was desperate..."

"After that Undead temporarily took the stolen item, I knew our team wouldn't be able to transport it to the designated location and collect the agreed-upon reward."

"If Mercenary or members of the Church of the Goddess of Ocean Currents were to obtain this item, they would use Prophecy Spell to locate all the 'thieves' and their families in order to cover up the news, and then kill them all."

"That's why I've been telling you to call for support from the Northern Lands Society. Only when the Alliance gets its hands on this thing will we 'thieves' and our families be safe."

Fran still didn't put down her sword, but lowered it slightly before asking a question that she was very concerned about.

"Why did they say they wouldn't let you join the team if they knew you were Elf?"

Anna's eyes widened upon hearing this, as if she had heard something utterly shocking. She said, almost incredulously,

"How come the mages in your the Alliance don't even know this... It seems you really shouldn't know, sorry."

Anna softened her tone slightly, then slowly said:

"I've been Mercenary in White Dragon Port for three years, using a special method to make my ears look like a normal human's. Only in this way can I prevent those people from expelling me directly."

"Just know that Elf are generally considered an ominous symbol outside the Alliance, including the free city of Bohan, where only certain special Elf groups are allowed to enter."

"I made sure my Elf ears were exposed so I wouldn't be stopped. Those Mercenary wouldn't stop an Elf suddenly appeared in the wild."

Anna didn't react much when she first saw Fran, because she knew that a normal person would not help an Elf who was being attacked, but would stay away as soon as possible, and would not even attack.

She had become accustomed to this treatment ever since she revealed her Elf ears.

Unexpectedly, Fran actually came to help, even displaying her Elven Swordsmanship, something she usually wouldn't dare to show casually, for fear that others would notice something amiss.

After Fran explained the details, she assumed Fran knew she had Elf blood and that's why she greeted her, but Fran seemed completely unaware...

Looking back now, Fran probably realized from the beginning that there was something wrong with her, so she pretended not to know about her Elf bloodline and tried to get close to her.

Because she knew Fran's identity as a mage from the Alliance, she was somewhat surprised and therefore failed to notice the flaws in Fran's actions...

"Tell me what exactly you stole?"

Fran still doesn't know what this thing is, and she thinks that most of the Mercenary and followers of the Church of the Goddess of Ocean Currents probably don't know either.

After all, as lowly soldiers, all they need to do is find this thing; they don't need to know what it is. Knowing what it is might actually be harmful to them.

Fran had just checked it; the box was just a sealed device. What those people really needed was what was inside.

Fran had just checked the box and found that it was protected not only by physical barriers but also by magical ones. It would be difficult for her to open the box without spending some time on it.

She wanted to confirm with Anna what was inside the box before deciding whether to pry it open herself or call for help.

Fran lowered her longsword completely, pointing it diagonally at the ground, as if she trusted Anna.

This relieved Anna. To be honest, at this point, she wasn't afraid of her plan failing, but she was afraid that Fran would suddenly stab her to death.

Judging from Fran's performance just now, Fran is fully capable of it; she certainly doesn't want to die.

Fortunately, his identity as a fellow Elf or something similar seemed to have come into play.

Just as Anna was about to speak, a dangerous feeling suddenly flashed through her mind, making her hair stand on end. This magical fluctuation wasn't Fran's, but rather...

"Watch out!!" Anna shouted, her gaze shifting to the corner where her former teammate had died.

There, a person, deathly pale and bloodless, with an arrow stuck in his neck, stood up, emanating a magical aura that sent chills down Anna's spine. His Divine Statue want to devour the two people before him.