Ellie and Sylph (3)

However, the Flame Witch only killed the intruders and did not pursue those who fled.

From then on, that mountain had another name: Flame Mountain...

At the same time, the Flame Mountain was also a very important node for the Magic Creature to attack humans. Crossing the Flame Mountain directly could save a lot of time, so the Magic Creature once wanted to conquer the Flame Mountain. Unfortunately, an Abyssal Demon General led 70,000 Magic Creature and left more than 50,000 corpses turned into ashes around the Flame Mountain before retreating in a sorry state.

This person's personality seems much more volatile than Violet's, so obtaining Divine Authority from the Flame Witch doesn't seem like an easy task.

Just as Qin Chu was pondering this, he heard footsteps.

Looking over, I saw Athena walking towards me.

Today, Athena wasn't wearing her usual dark magic robes; instead, she was dressed in casual clothes.

Her graceful figure was clad only in a beige knitted long skirt, the kind of knitted garment that best accentuates the figure. Her perfect curves instantly caught Qin Chu's eye, and two long, white legs were revealed below the hem of the skirt, exuding allure with every movement.

Her fair, delicate feet were encased in simple slippers, with a few round, grape-like toes peeking out playfully.

Athena stretched lazily, making her already perfect figure even more breathtaking; her knitted dress looked like it was about to burst.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, just some history books about the Skyvault Continent," Qin Chu shrugged and replied casually. "After all, I know very little about this world."

After a slight pause, Qin Chu spoke again, "Oh right, I haven't properly thanked you for your guidance in my magic training yet."

A blush instantly spread across Athena's fair cheeks. She glared at Qin Chu, clearly annoyed. She knew exactly what Qin Chu meant by "guidance"—that Qin Chu had extracted a large amount of Magic Power from her through a special method.

Three days and three nights... Athena didn't know how she managed to persevere. If she hadn't been so devoted to Lord Jello, she definitely wouldn't have been able to hold on.

However, the effect seems quite good. The dense cracks on Jello's Soul Fragment have largely disappeared, indicating that Jello recovered quite well during that period.

As long as Lord Jello can recover, all my sacrifices will be worthwhile.

Athena's heart was filled with warmth.

Of course, she wouldn't reveal her true thoughts to Qin Chu, but instead feigned reproach, saying, "Actually, you'd be fine even without my guidance, right? After all, your strength suddenly skyrocketed, and you even summoned a mysterious being..."

"Actually, I have a hidden power that I can't publicly display. The effect of this power is that it can make my strength surge for three minutes... But you've seen the consequences. I've rested for a week, and my head still hurts." Qin Chu smiled wryly. "As for that phantom you mentioned... to be honest, I don't even understand what kind of existence it is."

"It seems to have been stimulated by the Evil God summoned by the eldest prince, and appeared out of nowhere."

Qin Chu scratched his head, his face full of suspicion.

Athena basically believed Qin Chu's words. After all, in her opinion, her relationship with Qin Chu was already very close, and there was no reason for Qin Chu to lie to her.

Most importantly, Athena knew very little about that mysterious phantom and could only make some guesses.

"Why did you suddenly stop the Crown Prince? Was it because of Rosweisse?" Athena asked.

Qin Chu blushed and looked away, "How... how could that be... I just didn't want that Evil God to cause widespread destruction, it has nothing to do with... it has nothing to do with Her Highness the Holy Maiden."

Call...

This man is really easy to understand.

Judging from his facial expression and tone of voice, it's obvious that it's all for Rosweisse.

He really did like Rosweisse, but it's no wonder, that woman Rosweisse was really good at pretending, her feigned innocence and naivety had an incredibly powerful effect on men.

It's perfectly normal for Qin Chu to fall for Rosweisse.

Even the eldest prince was like that; he was on the verge of death, yet he was still begging Qin Chu to take good care of Rosweisse, Qin Chu actually agreed...

These foolish men have no idea how dark and filthy that woman is beneath her innocent and pure exterior.

Athena scoffed inwardly and casually remarked, "You said you wanted to thank me, surely you weren't just saying it casually?"

"How could that be? Of course I've prepared a suitable gift for you. I think you'll be satisfied..." Qin Chu said with a smile, then took out a bag from his spatial ring and handed it to Athena.

Looking at the small bag, Athena was puzzled. What could be inside?

Could it be some kind of accessory?

She wasn't particularly fond of those sparkly, jingling ornaments.

Frowning, Athena opened the small bag in her hand. When she saw what was inside, a black line instantly appeared on Athena forehead. Inside was a pair of black pantyhose...

"My Hero, is this your so-called thank-you gift?" Holding the black cloth in her hand, Athena was almost laughing in anger.

"Don't underestimate this thing. It was bought from a luxury store in the Nobles' District. This one alone costs eight thousand Mana. I think it would suit you very well..." Qin Chu muttered.

Athena spat out in annoyance, "What were you doing out yesterday? You're such a filthy person..."

Immediately afterwards, Athena's expression suddenly became somewhat alluring, her eyes like silk. "Then, my dear Hero, shall I put it on now?"

Lord Jello has not recovered for seven days, and Athena is getting impatient.

Chapter Two is presented.

Chapter 158 Aili and Sylph (3)

Black silk fabric gradually wrapped around her fair skin.

Athena's figure was far too voluptuous; the black stockings only accentuated her curves.

"How was it?" Athena gracefully twirled in front of Qin Chu, asking with a hint of smugness.

"Fantastic, simply exquisite..." Qin Chu exclaimed sincerely.

Not to mention that Qin Chu and Athena began their magical training once again in the palace.

Meanwhile, the hustle and bustle of the past few days in the city had not yet subsided.

According to incomplete statistics, the Nobles' District of the Orwell Empire's Imperial City suffered unprecedented losses, with more than 30% of the buildings completely destroyed and the rest suffering some damage.

The number of deceased nobles exceeds two thousand, nearly one-fifth of the imperial Imperial City, and nobles are being buried every day for the past few days.

Moreover, conflicts among nobles have become increasingly intense, with several brawls resulting in casualties... The reason is simple: when the deity who previously wielded the Desire Authority released its power, many nobles were affected and immediately attacked the nearest person...

This person could be someone else's husband, wife, girlfriend, boyfriend... or even someone of the same gender.

Even with the threat of death looming, he was able to maintain his composure.

But once the threat of death disappeared, these conflicts immediately erupted... "You slept with my wife, if I can't get her back, wouldn't I be at a huge loss?"

My girlfriend is acting all lovey-dovey with other people right in front of me. Should I still go ahead with the marriage?

The more I think about it, the more I feel cheated and angry.

Similar situations are happening one after another!

Moreover, due to the deaths of many nobles, the positions of patriarch, heir, and even matriarch of many families became vacant. Those who were previously not valued immediately rose in status, leading to further chaos as they vied for these powers.

In short, it's a complete mess.

The streets were filled with noise and even the sight of people wrestling; the dignity of the nobility had long been cast aside.

Wadsworth let the situation go on without intervening.

This indulgence also led to increasing chaos within the entire aristocratic class.

A beautiful woman walked down the street, her long golden hair cascading down her back to her hips. She had a slender figure, with long, shapely legs, and wore a green, tight-fitting leather suit that perfectly accentuated her full and well-proportioned body. Her emerald green eyes suspiciously surveyed her surroundings.

Only her ears looked slightly odd; they appeared to be a little more pointed than those of a normal human.

This is a woman with elven blood.

Elves are said to be a powerful race from thousands of years ago. They are proficient in magic and archery, and have an innate affinity for magical elements, possessing far superior talent compared to humans.

They combined magic and archery to create unique, incredibly powerful magical arrows.

Moreover, they have long lifespans; even an ordinary elf can live for nearly four hundred years without ever cultivating.

In its most powerful era, the elves controlled half of the Skyvault Continent.

Historical records state that Elvenkind are naturally beautiful; both men and women are exceptionally beautiful, and it is impossible to find an ugly one.

For human nobles at that time, acquiring an Elvenkind slave was a matter of great prestige...

Unfortunately, this race has a major flaw: they have no Desire... perhaps because their race is filled with incredibly beautiful beings, they have long since become immune to them.

Perhaps it's their long lifespan that has made elves extremely lazy; they don't have anything in particular they want to pursue...

Low Desire also leads to low reproduction.

Despite their long lifespans, the number of elves continued to dwindle until the entire nation was utterly destroyed in a war.

Large numbers of elves were captured and enslaved by the nobles.

Several hundred years later, this race was completely wiped out.

However, elven bloodlines occasionally appear among humans. After all, there were quite a few mixed-race individuals in the past, and even after thousands of years, there are still occasional instances of atavism, just like this girl, who has very obvious Elvenkind characteristics.

Walking down the street, the pretty face of the elf furrowed her brow. The noisy arguments around her and the oppressive atmosphere in the air annoyed her.

She was astonished; why had the Imperial City of the Orwell Empire become like this?

When I left, this city was still elegant, beautiful, and peaceful. What happened?

"Have you heard? This disaster was caused by Karthus again..."

A sound caught the elf's attention, and she instinctively stopped in her tracks, her long, white ears trembling slightly.

"Karthus? Isn't that the Crown Prince? I heard that when the Crown Prince was dueling with the Hero, he couldn't defeat Hero, so he summoned Evil God, which brought disaster to the city."

"You don't know anything! Let me tell you the truth: I heard that the Crown Prince and the Hero dueled in the arena, and they were evenly matched. They admired each other and decided to become sworn brothers..."

"At that very moment, Karthus, imprisoned in the dungeon by the Holy Church, prayed to the Evil God in the Void in an attempt to break free of the Holy Church's shackles, which triggered this disaster. My cousin's father was at the arena and witnessed it firsthand. When the disaster struck, the eldest prince, in order to prevent the Skyvault Continent from losing hope, sacrificed his own life by pushing the Hero out, dying on the spot."

"The Hero is so heartbroken that he's been staying home mourning the eldest prince. Haven't you noticed that the Hero hasn't left the house for so many days?"

The rumors have become increasingly outrageous due to the manipulation of certain individuals.

Meanwhile, Death Knight Karthus was burdened with a black pot on his head.

Because of his taint with dark power, the massacre of his own family, and the slaughter of thousands of Knights, people readily believed that Karthus was responsible for this catastrophe.

The nobleman, his face contorted with ferocity and disgust, spat out a remarkably unladylike spittle. "Pah! To hell with Death Knight! They're nothing but bastards. Of all the powers they could get involved with, they had to taint themselves with the power of darkness. Before, they killed three thousand two hundred excellent Knight fighting against Magic Creature because of their madness, and now they're causing such a huge disaster in the city. Death Knight, Death Knight, why don't they just die themselves?"

The nobleman opposite him was also disgusted. "This kind of person doesn't even deserve to be called human. How could there be such trash in the Hero's Party... What kind of taste did the First-Generation Hero have...?"

The elven woman's eyes suddenly sharpened.

The next second, his body became nothing more than a phantom.

No one saw clearly what she did before she appeared in front of the two nobles.

"Take back what you said!"

The two nobles who were talking were startled. After seeing that the newcomer was a beautiful elf, one of the younger nobles' eyes suddenly lit up. "Very nice."

These days, it's rare to see elves who have reverted to their ancestral forms.

"Woman, what's your name? You're quite nice."

"Let me tell you, I am the sixth son of the House Bartley, and the next Earl of Bartley. I've taken a liking to you. Come home with me and be my woman, and I promise you..." The young nobleman was smug. His five older brothers had all died in the arena, and he was very happy. Originally, the earl's title and the inheritance of the family had nothing to do with him, and the family had no energy to provide a proper education for a mere sixth son.

As a result, thanks to the goddess's blessing, he went from being the sixth son to becoming the family heir, and his status rose accordingly. Now he can't help but be a little arrogant.

All five older brothers died in the arena, that's just amazing.

Even now, he still finds it hard to believe that such good fortune has befallen him. Even his father was seriously injured in the arena. He added a little additive to his father's medicine, and it won't be long before his father returns to the embrace of the Goddess of Holy Light. At that time, he will not only be the heir, but the true Earl of Baltley.

High society banquets that were originally unacceptable to him will now open their doors to him.

He will use his own strength to prove to his father, who looks down on him, that he is better than his foolish brothers and will surely lead the Baltley family to an unprecedented peak.

He wanted to make those noble ladies who had rejected him understand how foolish their decisions had been.

Given his status as Earl of Bartley, marrying a duke's daughter, or even a princess from the Grand Duke's royal family, shouldn't be a problem.

Imagining the scene that was about to unfold and the glory that would befall him, the young nobleman wore a delusional smile.

As for the elf before them, she was certainly not qualified to be a countess, but being her lover or a slave girl would be quite nice.

And suddenly, there were many more nobles like him in the Imperial City.

He was probably the dumbest one of them.

The elf's beautiful face grew increasingly cold, and the surrounding temperature continued to drop. The next second, a whirlwind suddenly appeared beneath the feet of the two young nobles, followed by a whoosh and a shrill scream as their bodies were swept into the air.

She would never allow anyone to insult Jello Geralt.

Furthermore, Karthus would never do such a thing.