"Your Highness, your words and actions today may have been too risky."
After Sun Fei left, the two half-elf female archers in the stone house came out and helped Akinfeev, whose face already showed signs of exhaustion. One of them frowned and said, "If this person had revealed everything that happened today, I'm afraid the people from the Church Judgment Department would have found this place before evening."
"No, he won't tell anyone."
Akinfeev had been standing for a long time and was a little tired, so he sat down on a stone chair next to the stone house with the help of two female archers.
As the power of the elven royal bloodline within his body continued to reawaken, his health deteriorated. Although some of the divine abilities of the elven royal family from the era of gods and demons manifested in his bloodline had awakened, the wood element of this land was still too scarce. Even though he had come to the edge of the Endless Forest Sea, the largest primeval forest on the continent, he still could not find a place that was completely suitable for cultivating the ancient elven royal family's divine abilities. If this continued, he would die.
While these two female archers also possess some Elf Clan blood, it is very diluted, making them only half-elves. They are not of royal blood and do not possess any inherited supernatural abilities, so they will not encounter the same awkward situation as Akinfeev.
However, they also possess certain characteristics of the elven race, such as their petite figures and beautiful appearances, their innate and unparalleled archery skills, and their exceptional talent for wood-based magic.
"I'm curious, Your Highness, why do you trust King of Chambord so much? You know, he's a human," another half-elf female archer reminded her.
"You two, though the strongest warriors of your clan and over two hundred years old, have always lived in seclusion in ' Green Dew Valley ' with the rest of your clan, leading a life cut off from the world. You rarely come into contact with human affairs, so you don't understand humans. Among humans, there are good people and bad people. Take our elven race, for example. Even now, the number of half-elves is less than a few hundred. We should be supporting each other, huddling together to survive in this dark age. However, there are still elves who don't understand Father's good intentions, and are obsessed with power and force..."
"In my opinion, King of Chambord is different from ordinary people. We have been staying in Chambord City for a year, and you should all have clearly seen the changes that Chambord City during this time. It is our good fortune to be able to become friends with such a person..."
"Now, the prophecy of the last elven altar is beginning to come true. The wheel of fate is starting its second cycle, and soon the entire continent will face its darkest age. The evil that had vanished will return..."
"And chaos is the beginning of a new order. This will be the last chance for all races living in the darkness underground. If we fail to seize it, then what awaits us is true and utter annihilation!"
" The Goddess of fate has guided us to this ancient city at the northern tip of the continent. Perhaps the key to revival lies in the extraordinary man, Alexander, of Chambord City. I have a strong premonition that no matter what, as long as we stand firmly by this man's side, we will eventually pierce through the darkness and usher in the light once more!"
As he finished speaking, the first golden rays of the rising sun shone through the roof of the stone house onto Akinfeev's face.
The golden sunlight, his short golden hair, and his ever-clear and sincere smile gave this beautiful young man, who was suffering from illness, an indescribable sense of sacred mystery, a power of destiny and prophecy that silently lingered around him.
The two half-elf female archers exchanged a glance and said nothing more.
"Cough cough... cough cough... The potion given by King of Chambord... I wonder how effective it is..." Akinfeev opened the purple bottle in his hand, and without even smelling it, he gulped down a mouthful. He felt a cool sensation instantly spread throughout his entire body. This effect was even more miraculous than the [ Emerald Dew ] that he had painstakingly collected for more than a year to make.
Clusters of green fluorescent light danced and swirled from the surrounding flowerbeds and vines, fluttering around the blond-haired boy.
Gradually, a rosy hue appeared on his face.
"Phew... that killing machine is finally gone."
In the mysterious stone chamber beneath the Chambord City Cathedral, the immense, abyss-like aura above the ground finally dissipated. Someone exhaled a breath of stale air, their heart finally settling back into their chest. They felt a chill run down their spine, almost drenched in cold sweat.
They always thought of themselves as fearless warriors of justice, ready to sacrifice themselves whenever the light needed them. They were complacent about their strength and status, always believing themselves to be superior to others. But, until this moment, when danger approached, they realized that they were not at all brave.
This discovery filled them with both shame and anger.
"It seems he wasn't after us after all; he didn't notice us." Denisov's eyes flashed with a sinister light as he gently stroked his right shoulder, which Sun Fei had previously injured. Although the injury had completely healed, he felt a persistent, dull ache in the injured area, whether from the ground up or not.
"That's strange. What's he doing here in this church area all of a sudden?" Mandžukić frowned and pondered.
"Perhaps they've come to see Mazzola. According to previous investigations, there are some secret dealings between King of Chambord and Mazzola," speculated Catipolo, the most composed of the four powerful figures. "There's no need to worry too much about this. We can find out by sending someone to investigate. Now that King of Chambord is in the open and we're in the shadows, things will be much easier. We just need to be careful, and once the master arrives, we can resolve everything decisively."
"Hahaha, that's great! That damned King of Chambord is still dreaming, thinking he's invincible. Hehehe, I can't wait to see him on his wedding day, when you lead us into the palace, snatch his fiancée right in front of him, kill everyone in the royal family, and completely overthrow Chambord City. What kind of expression will he have then? I swear, I will definitely humiliate this despicable guy severely and avenge this punch!" Denisov said viciously.
"I really don't understand why we have to wait thirteen days before we can make a move. I don't know what the master is thinking," Rakitić complained.
"Shut up, do you want to die? How dare we question the lord's decision? He has more important matters to attend to and won't be free for another ten days. Besides, King of Chambord has killed many of our people, so naturally the lord wants to humiliate him severely when he's at his most triumphant."
"No need to rush, King of Chambord only has a dozen days left to live. We'll cripple his Dou Qi then, and then you can torture him however you want!"
"Hmph, I'll make him eat my flesh, bite by bite, hehe..."
After leaving the church's back garden, Sun Fei did indeed go to see the priest Mazzola.
This Bald Rattlesnake has been much more well-behaved in Chambord City over the past year. The reconstruction and renovation of Chambord City has cost a lot of money, most of which was used by Sun Fei to synthesize high-level magic stones with Horadric Cube. He then sent people to Mazzola to exchange for these magic stones through the Church's channels. In the process of exchanging magic stones for Sun Fei, this venomous snake has also made quite a bit of money. He lives a comfortable life, without having to rack his brains to scheme and plot, and has even gotten quite fatter than he did a year ago.
After Sun Fei made another request to Mazzola to exchange for approximately ten thousand low-grade magic stones, he wandered around the church for a while, accompanied by Mazzola and Luciano, before drifting away.
Watching Sun Fei's retreating figure, Mazzola and Luciano secretly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, exchanging horrified glances.
To be honest, they had a carefree year in Chambord City, making money without having to work hard, and were quite content with this life. They really didn't want to make enemies of such a terrifying figure as the King of Chambord.
However, considering the four formidable figures in the underground chamber, they had no choice but to stand against King of Chambord because the other party's background was too terrifying and they had made a solemn promise that left them no room for refusal.
"Hopefully, they can really kill King of Chambord as easily as they say... Otherwise, no one can withstand King of Chambord's revenge."
Mazzola prayed silently in his heart.
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