In the stone room, the atmosphere was silent, with moisture in the air and a little smell of blood.
Arwen stretched out his hand to hold the cage, and with [Giant Bloodline] a little force, he deformed the iron door of the cage and opened it.
Galar quickly entered. There were five children in the cage, two of whom were elves and the remaining three were human children.
The two elves rubbed their eyes after seeing Galar, and their eyes immediately became bright after confirmation.
Arwen took out the ruby pendant and pointed its magic towards the boy huddled in the corner.
The boy looked only seven or eight years old. His hair was messy and his clothes were stained with mud. He looked like a beggar.
But from the satin material of the clothes, it can be seen that his family is not simple.
Arwen approached and sensed the next five people with his mental power.
The three human children were all wilted, and one was extremely angry.
Due to physical problems, elves are indeed much stronger than humans.
While chanting the incantation softly, five green light spots flew out from the fingertips and penetrated into the eyebrows of the five children like fireflies.
[Healing Spell].
Arwen looked at the dwarf Lorik who was standing outside the cage and cocoon and couldn't bear to see this cruel scene.
"Lorik, can you make two strollers? We need to transport these children back later."
The dwarf Lorik's body trembled, "No--no problem. I see there is a bookshelf over there. If you disassemble it a little, you can use it as a cart."
Arwen nodded and looked at the elf Galar.
Galar stood up and comforted the two elf children.
At the same time, he also gathered the three human children together, comforted them that they were safe, and told them to follow the black-haired demon hunter and not run around.
"Witcher, I'm going to dispose of the bodies of these children."
"Hmm."
Arwen turned around and looked at the workbench not far away.
Ping walked over and saw bottles and jars of alchemy tools placed on the workbench.
There is also a circle of magic lines engraved on the edge of the tabletop.
This magic pattern is still in effect and has a hidden effect.
The palms brushed across the table, and the magic power was mobilized in the palms, disrupting the hidden magic.
Circles of gray ripples appeared on the table, and three items gradually emerged.
An experiment log, with "Kikimore·Symbiote Phase Three: In vivo Adaptation Report" written on the cover.
Opening it, the contents inside made Arwen's eyes sink slightly.
".--First time Experiment Records, experimental target, human boy, six years old, Kikimore has a fitness degree of 53%, egg survival rate is 0%, the experiment failed."
".--The ninth Experiment Records, the target of the experiment, is a human boy, eight years old, the illegitimate son of a viscount. Kikimore has a compatibility of 75% and an egg survival rate of 46%. One of them is Kikimore Warrior. It can easily understand my instructions. It's great. Praise the gods, my experiment will be successful soon."
".--The seventeenth Experiment Records, experimental target, elf girl, seven years old, two Kikimore Warrior hatched from her womb, still a little short, I need more elf children, more sons of nobles----"
"It's a pity - it's a pity that the sorceress got it - if we could plant Kikimore's eggs in her womb, we should be able to give birth to Kikimore Queen!"
Sorceress----
Is it Ms. Freyja!?
Arwen frowned and stared at the word "get it".
This proves that Ms. Freyja was captured by the green-robed wizard.
But now she is not seen here. Did she escape? Or was she escorted to another place?
Arwen closed the experiment log and looked at another object.
It is a roll of parchment, unfold it, and the words written inside are in ancient Elvish language.
Next to it, there is a string of translations, probably written by the green-robed wizard.
I quickly browsed through the content and recorded a kind of magic that uses the body of a child to hatch Kikimore insect eggs, in order to achieve the purpose of driving Kikimore.
Silently put the parchment into the space ring.
My eyes came to the last item.
It's a mask.
The mask is made of ebony wood, with red lines engraved on the surface. Nine slender snake bodies coil down from the center of the eyebrows, and the ferocious snake head exudes evil.
Arwen The cat's eyes flashed green, and he mentally checked the mask.
The mask was triggered, and the nine pairs of snake eyes seemed to come to life, emitting red light.
The wolf head badge on the chest began to vibrate.
Arwen Pull down the hood.
Above the red light, a line of twisted text gradually condensed.
"Master Insect Envoy, a new wizard has arrived in the canyon. We have enough manpower. The ceremony will start in half a month. Please be sure to be there."
"Canyon----Wizard----"
Arwen was startled.
The development of things has exceeded his expectation.
The twisted words began to dissipate, and the wolf head badge on the chest stopped vibrating.
I used my mental power to sense it again, and after confirming that there was no magic fluctuation, I stuffed the snake head mask into the space ring.
He asked the five children in a low voice if they had seen a human woman dressed as a healer.
They all shook their heads. Earl's child Edmund was in a much better condition because of [Healing Spell].
"Are you talking about Freyja female magic? Is she here too?"
Arwen shook his head, "Have you seen her?"
Edmund lowered his head and said with a trembling tone, "No, I was in this cage as soon as I woke up. I was very scared."
Arwen touched his head and comforted him a few words.
The dwarf Lorik walked quickly, shaking his body.
"Baron, I have made the cart. We can leave here."
"I don't want to stay in this place for a moment."
The dwarf looked around warily.
Elf Galar also placed the body in the cocoon on the cart.
It was already evening when everyone left the crypt.
Outside the elf camp, Earl Rupert is still confronting the elf.
But under the coordination of Nenneke, no conflict occurred.
The jungle in the distance made a rustling sound.
The tall figure of Arwen was the first to break into everyone's sight.
Behind him are Galar, the dwarf Lorik, and five children.
When the elf children saw the elf camp, they rushed over happily.
The elves among the crowd immediately exclaimed and burst into laughter.
Earl Rupert, who was wearing dark blue brocade clothes, frowned slightly and placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword.
Until I saw an unkempt boy running towards him with flashing eyes.
"Dad!"
His cold eyes became warm at this moment, and his eyelids turned red, and he cursed secretly.
"Oh, Gods above me," he moved forward to meet him and hugged Edmund tightly into his arms, "My son, I don't know what I would do without you."
After the elves saw the horrific bodies on the cart, the atmosphere became solemn.
Nenneke walked to the cart and frowned.
"This----"
Seeing this, Earl comforted Edmund with a few words, pressed the hilt of his sword, and walked over.
Seeing those disemboweled children, his face was so gloomy that he almost shed tears.
"Baron Arwen, on behalf of the Mansfeld Family, I would like to thank you for your help. From now on, you will be a distinguished guest of my family. The territory of the Mansfeld Family welcomes your visit."
"If there is anything that needs Mansfeld Family's help in the future, just ask, I won't shirk it."
"But," Earl Rupert's tone became serious, "What is going on? Who are these children? So vicious? These murderers should go to the gallows! They should be scraped alive by the executioner!"
The elf elder also walked out of the elves, his face ugly.
"Dear Mr. Witcher, what exactly happened?"
Arwen briefly explained what happened in the cave.
Everyone's faces became increasingly ugly.
The elf elder said, "Can you let us take a look at that mask?"
Arwen flips his palm and the mask appears in his hand.
After looking carefully, the elf elder shook his head and said he didn't recognize it.
The same is true for Rupert, "I have never seen this, and no family in Kaedwen has ever used this kind of coat of arms."
Nenneke straightened his cuffs and looked solemn.
"This is not a family crest, it is a cult, the symbol of the evil god Hydra."
"Evil God!?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present looked surprised.
Nenneke took over the mask, "Because in recent years, Northern Kingdoms there have been constant border frictions, and many people have been displaced.
"Some well-intentioned people weave a web of sweet words to deceive those who are separated and trick them into joining the organization."
"The vast majority of their loyal believers have encountered misfortune in life, such as the loss of a loved one, or they are people who often deal with death, such as soldiers, robbers, etc."
"They were deceived by the missionaries' beautiful lies and believed them so deeply that they were willing to pay their lives."
"Cults of evil omen gods like Lionhead Spider appear one after another."
"Hydra, is also one of them."
Earl Rupert said, "Lionhead Spider I know that this cult once had a great influence in the north and even spread to the royal family, but it was quickly suppressed. I didn't expect that it still exists. We can't let it go."
Arwen said, "I have another piece of information. They will gather together in half a month and there will be a wizard."
"I didn't find Ms. Freyja, she is most likely there."
The elf elder pondered for a moment, "Hydra----could it be Hydra Canyon?"
All eyes were on him.
The elf elder continued, "It's deep in the forest, at the feet of the Kestrel Mountains."
Rupert raised his head, "Time is running out and we have no more options. I will send soldiers to this Hydra Canyon and bring Dimeritium with them."
"But the environment deep in the forest is complicated and there are many traps. My soldiers and I don't know the way. Elf, I need your help."
The elf elder leaned over and said, "Although I don't want to cooperate with humans, I am willing to contribute in this matter."
Nenneke saw that both sides had put aside their prejudices and said, "We can't be hasty, we still need to prepare. If the other party can have such cunning methods, their strength is definitely not weak. We must be prepared."
The elf elder looked at Arwen, "Demon hunter, you have fulfilled our agreement. I promised you to forge your weapon. Can you let me take a look now?"
Arwen takes out the dwarf two-handed ax from the space ring.
The old palm of the elf elder caressed the face of the ax in both hands.
The body of the ax is jet black, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the spine of the ax is engraved with the runes of ancient elves.
The elf elder's profound gaze flashed, "This rune means Starfall, and the ax is also melted with a piece of meteorite iron, Starfall steel."
"But the material of meteorite is not as good as Thor Ivy. If you don't mind, I can integrate it into the giant sword behind you."
Arwen said, "It's troublesome."
The elf elder said, "You are a nobleman of our clan. This is not troublesome. It takes about five days to forge weapons, and it takes three days to rush to Hydra Canyon. Fifteen days should be enough."
Seeing this, Rupert leaned over and patted Lorik on the shoulder.
"Baron, just now Lorik also told me what happened in the cave. You are very interested in his alchemy bomb. Just mention it and I will let him help you."
Lorik blinked his eyes and jumped a little.
"Master Earl, you are buying and selling by force, but the Baron saved my life, and I am very willing to serve him."
Arwen had a good impression of this dwarf and nodded to him to express his gratitude.
Everyone was discussing this and went back to prepare.
Arwen replenished some magic potions from Nenneke.
The elf elder led the two of them towards the forest behind the camp and came to an ancient stone platform.
The stone platform is surrounded by white rose vines, and in the center is a fountain that makes the sound of gurgling water.
The two elves waited respectfully aside.
The elf elder took out a green medicine bottle from his arms and dropped a drop on the water of the fountain.
Green ripples appeared on the water surface, as if a layer of ice mist had formed and turned into a mirror.
A figure slowly emerged in the mirror.
She has long dark golden hair, wears a silver-gray dress, her eyes are as blue as the sky, and her facial features are suspiciously beautiful, as if they were carved by the hands of the gods themselves.
Everyone who has seen her thinks she is the most beautiful woman in the world.
Beside her, two ocelots were lying, staring at him fiercely.
Francesca·Findabay.
Daisy of the Valleys, the future elf queen.
She slowly opened her thin lips, and her voice was clear and sweet.
"Elder Aelirenn, why did you summon me?"
The elf elder leaned down to salute and spoke respectfully.
"My lord, I have something important to tell you. It's about the witcher."
Francesca sat up slightly and looked at him with interest.
"Say."
The elf elder told the story about the missing child and Hydra Evil God.
"Where is the Evil God——Ida Ai Min? I asked her to help you find the child. Where is she now?"
The elf elder paused, "I didn't see the figure of the sage."
Francesca fell into a brief silence after hearing this, and the ocelot next to him let out a low roar.
The elf elder lowered his head even lower.
After thinking for a moment, Francesca reached out and touched the ocelot's head and spoke slowly.
"Since we promised the witcher to help him forge weapons, we should fulfill our promise."
"Put his great sword and two-handed ax into the pool."
"Yes."
The elf elder ordered the elves beside him to put the giant sword and the dwarf two-handed ax into the pool.
As the spring water flows, the two items disappear out of thin air.
"In four days, you bring the witcher here. I want to see him."