Chapter 128 I must make you kneel down and be my slave!
The Emerald Crown? The royal family of the High Elves?

Upton's words moved Deya's heart.

In other words, the high elf in front of him who is known as the 'Lord of the White Tower' could be a princess or a prince of the high elves?
The reason for such doubt is that Deya himself is confused now. He can't tell whether this high elf is a man or a woman.

Moreover, Deya had many questions that he wanted to ask, but for a moment he didn't know how to ask.

The high elf who called herself Mavis stared at Upton with her emerald eyes for a few seconds, and said thoughtfully:

"The remaining wood elf tribes in the outside world? Are you trying to find a way back to the Emerald Court?"

Mavis guessed what Upton was thinking.

The druid was excited, and he said a little stiffly: "Our tribe has been wandering in the outside world for nearly a thousand years.

We have been searching for the way to our hometown for thousands of years. Mavis... Lady, if you know the exact location of the 'Emerald Courtyard', please, please let us know.

We have never given up on finding the way home for thousands of years."

Mavis looked at Upton, she sighed softly and said, “I’m sorry, I do know how to get to the Emerald Courtyard.

Don't get excited. I just said I'm sorry. I can't tell you the way to the Emerald Courtyard.

Don't blame me, this is the rule set by the Emerald Courtyard. Even if you see a lost tribesman outside, you need to get the consent of the elders before you are allowed to tell them the path to the Emerald Courtyard."

Mavis paused for a moment, and then said in a very calm tone: “…The elves today can no longer withstand too great a disaster.

The elves no longer want humans to discover their settlements. Druid, you should understand what will happen if humans discover the elves."

Upton was silent.

If the elves living in groups were discovered by humans, their fate would probably be the same as what happened to his tribe when it encountered the Dragon Feast Cult.

The entire tribe may be massacred or turned into slavery by humans.

This has nothing to do with the thoughts of humans themselves, but rather the curse that is almost between races, which makes humans instinctively want to destroy other races.

However, Upton still said with hope: “Lady Mavis, since you said you need the consent of the elders.

I know that I may not be able to ask you for anything given my status, and big shots like you don't have to pay attention to us.

But could you please go to the Emerald Court in person and ask for permission so that we can go to the kingdom of the elves?

My tribe has been wandering for too long, and we all hope to return to our homeland, where we can feel safe.”

Just like the elves didn't want to be discovered by humans again, Upton's people had actually been careful not to be discovered by humans in the uninhabited rainforest.

Whether it is Deya or the group of paladins, they can only be regarded as exceptions to the wood elves and cannot be regarded as the norm.

Regardless of the eight-ring strength of Mavis in front of him, or her self-proclaimed identity as a high elf royal family, to Upton, they were all great figures that he feared.

Mavis shook her head, and under Upton’s disappointed look, she said, “It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but I’m not allowed to enter the Emerald Courtyard.

As you can see, I have been a witch since I was born. You have been wandering outside for too long and may not know it.

For the elves, witches are a taboo, and I was driven out of the Emerald Kingdom not long after I was born."

Upton was a little at a loss. He obviously did not expect that the big shot in front of him was also a homeless person.

He lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Please forgive my rudeness, Lady Mavis."

"It's okay, I don't care."

Mavis smiled gently, just a glance, a brilliant smile, and made people feel dazed, unconsciously seduced by her enchanting temperament.

At this time, Deya frowned.

He instinctively felt that Mavis was lying.

This high elf seemed like she was just too lazy to help Upton.

As soon as Deya had this thought, Mavis's expression suddenly changed.

Her calmness, slow speech, and gentle smile always made her entire temperament change.

The smile on his face disappeared, and he became indignant. He used the same voice but said it in a different tone and speed: "You just don't want to help him!"

Mavis smiled gently again: "Why do you say that?"

"You never cared about your people, and you never considered yourself an elf!"

"Don't say that. I think my attitude towards the elves is pretty good."

"Why, why would I have a twin relationship with you? You should get out of my body!"

"Your words are so sad. We are one person, we are both Mavis Emerald Crown. This body belongs not only to you, but also to me. We are not brothers and sisters. We are one person. You cannot deny that."

"I don't want to be alone with you!"

"I'm sorry, but I am you and you are me. We are inseparable. Of course, we can be separated by force, but you have already seen what kind of organization the Witch Cult is. Do you want to hand me over to the Witch Cult?"

"you……"

Mavis started to perform Sichuan Opera face-changing in front of Deya and others.

She is angry one moment and smiling gently the next. Same body, same voice, but one can tell they have two completely different personalities.

Deya and others looked at each other.

Is this what twins mean? Schizophrenia?
At first, Deya thought that the so-called twins meant having two bodies!

The most uncomfortable and embarrassing one among them was Upton.

It turned out that this big shot was just trying to please her and she had no intention of helping him at all.

"Why didn't you come out to help when the Witch Cult was here just now?"

"Don't you know that my strength is weakening and I can't maintain my fighting power for a long time? I need to use my limited strength in the right place. I don't want to fight with those people from the Witch Cult unless I have to.

The Witch Cult sent these witches just to weaken my power."

"Then why did you run out now?"

"Because Mr. Deya in front of me is very interesting."

"Interesting? You should know what he will do. I don't think he is interesting. I think he should be killed!"

Mavis shook her head helplessly: "You should thank me, I am saving you. You are not strong enough to kill others, you will only be killed by others."

"Didn't you just say that I am you and you are me? If he wants to kill me, then he wants to kill you!"

"Um... I can only say that you shouldn't just believe in something as illusory as fate."

"But The Gospel of the Future will not go wrong!" "..."

Deya and others watched Mavis performing a double act numbly.

As the argument went on, Mavis, who was more charming and spoke in a more boyish manner, gained the upper hand. She smiled at Deya and said, "I'm sorry to make you laugh.

I know you came here for the wish witch Kara, so you shouldn't stay here for too long. Kara is in the cave behind, go in and find her."

Mavis's expression changed again: "No, Kara can't make a wish again, she will die if she makes another wish!"

"Even if she didn't make a wish, she only had a few months left to live."

"But she still has a few months to live, right? Do you want to watch your friend die in front of you?"

"She is your friend, not my friend. For me, I would rather be friends with Mr. Deya in front of me."

"..."

Mavis was furious.

This other self is really hypocritical to the extreme.

When she needs it, she says "We are one, we are one", and when she doesn't need it, she cuts off completely.

She wanted to curse, but no matter how she cursed, she was still cursing herself. Hurting the other person was only hurting herself, which made Mavis very depressed.

Mavis stamped her feet anxiously, but there was nothing she could do.

“Mavis, you don’t have to care about me. I’ve said before that I would rather die than live a few more months with this appearance.

If I can use a few months of my life to help another witch who wants to rebel against the cult, I am willing to do so."

Just then, a panting sound came from the cave behind.

Under the gaze of Deya and others, an extremely obese woman, estimated to be around three or four hundred pounds, walked out with her indescribable legs, holding onto the wall of the cave.

These few steps seemed to take her life. After reaching the cave entrance, the woman sat down on the ground with difficulty.

"Kara!"

When Mavis saw the fat witch, she ran over with an anxious look on her face.

Kara smiled at her and raised her hand to touch Mavis' gorgeous silver hair.

However, after looking at his greasy hands, he felt that it was a defilement to the extremely beautiful girl in front of him.

She retracted her hand again and said softly, "Mavis, I am very grateful to you, but if you really regard me as a friend, I hope you can respect my wishes."

"I……"

Mavis's emerald green eyes were blank for a moment. She lowered her head, clenched her slender white hands tightly, and bit her lips tightly with her pearly teeth.

If the other her is a mature, stable, even somewhat indifferent person.

Then this Mavis is more like a naive and impatient girl.

Deya looked at Mavis's petite figure thoughtfully.

Judging from the growth of high elves, she should be over a hundred years old at most, which is only in her teens according to human conversion.

She is indeed still very young.

Kara gazed at Mavis with a gentle expression. Seeing her trying her best to endure the pain and sadness in her heart, a trace of heartache flashed in Kara's eyes.

She turned her thick neck with great effort and said to Lamia, “I know you, the witch of time.

Although I don't know your specific abilities as a witch, I know that even among witches, your hidden power is the most powerful.

Your strength has reached the fifth ring, and you can break through to the sixth ring at any time. My ability cannot be used on you.

Is it because of him that you came to me?"

The wish witch Kara looked at Deya again.

Lamia nodded coldly: "Yes, I came to you just for him. I heard about your abilities when I was in the Witch Cult."

Kara smiled and said, "What if I don't want to? If it were you, I would be willing to use my ability for you, but you see, Mavis doesn't like the man over there."

Lamia said calmly: "If you don't want to, then I can't do anything about it. This is your freedom.

But we just paid a high price to eliminate those members of the Witch Cult. You and that girl named Mavis owe us a favor.

You don’t have to take the initiative to repay this favor, but I will go to get it myself in the future. By then you may have died, so your friend will repay your favor for you.”

The witch's eyes were extremely cold. She recalled the images and fragmented words that had flashed through her mind over countless days and nights, and said in a deep voice:
"Witch of Wish, you are one of the witches who has lived the longest in this era, so you should also know that I am the witch closest to the 'Great Witch'.

Even if this Mavis has another self and possesses the power of the Eight Rings, one day, I will be more powerful than her!"

Lamia doesn't like the female elf named Mavis.

It wasn't because the other person was too beautiful, but because she had murderous intention towards Deya.

If I didn't know that I am no match for Mavis now.

Even with the power of a six-ring priest, he couldn't defeat him now.

Otherwise, Lamia would have beaten her to her knees and made her become her slave, so that she would know what would happen if she dared to kill Deya.

The Wish Witch Kara laughed.

"That's great, Witch of Time, you found the person you love, your other half. For a witch, this is so rare.

Your name is Lamia. I remember your name. You seem to be only in your teens?
Among witches, you are very lucky. You left the witch cult when you were only a teenager and have your own freedom.

How many witches have been imprisoned their entire lives, from birth to death, and have never known what "freedom" is. How enviable it is."

Kara sighed with a melancholy look on her face.

She added: "I don't like your threats, but I understand your feelings."

As she said this, Kara's gentle eyes fell on Mavis: "Mavis, don't hate them, you have a common enemy, the culprit of all this is the Witch Cult.

You must remember who your enemies are and not do the wrong things that would benefit the cult."

Kara's expression condensed, and she said in a deep voice: "Witch of Time, since you have heard of my ability, you should also know the principle of equivalent exchange.

If you want me to use my ability to directly cross the world and recall the past to get a perfect promotion, then you must fulfill the promise you made to me."

Lamia said calmly: "I signed the contract and I paid the price. You just need to use your abilities now."

(End of this chapter)