My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 326 A fight broke out between a woman and her teacher in front of the palace gates over a man.

Roland: "..."

Why are these elves looking at me like that?

Feeling the curious stares from those around him, Roland didn't hesitate for long. He took Flam, who was still dizzy and didn't know when she would wake up, and left the spot.

But here's the thing.

He had nowhere to go.

Avalon, a place unfamiliar to everyone and existing in the form of multiple small spaces, is unlike human society where one can freely explore a city.

Most importantly, he was the only human there, making him extremely conspicuous.

It seems...

It's time to unleash my stealth skills.

Roland glanced down at the Flam in his hand and felt that if he really activated stealth mode, he might be mistaken for some strange guy.

As expected... let's stick with the "disguise" technique.

For example, you could rub yourself some elf ears.

Humans and elves are actually quite similar in appearance and nature.

The biggest difference is in their appearance and ears.

There are no ugly elves. Roland considers himself to be among the handsome ones, except for his ears.

As long as you stretch and point your ears, you shouldn't have much trouble blending in with the elves.

With that thought in mind, Roland first teleported away from the scene, then found a secluded corner, and then used magic to subtly adjust his ears.

Yes, it was an illusion.

"Phew... Is that alright now?"

"And why have you been unconscious until now?"

Roland looked down at Flam, who, despite the continuous jolting, showed no signs of waking up, and fell into deep thought.

The other party was clearly not knocked unconscious.

Although he had just been beaten into a ball, Roland could tell that the guy had suffered almost no damage.

There were no signs of being struck in areas that could easily cause unconsciousness.

Roland: "..."

Based on Cecilia's strange remarks, Roland had some vague guesses.

Roland looked down at the unconscious Flam.

Not to mention that I have no interest in such a thin guy.

I am not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of others in times of distress.

Not to mention the issue of seniority...

"Ewaz."

After assuming that Cecilia's use of a strange spell caused Flam to remain unconscious, Roland used the World Tree's protection.

Although it is a skill that can only be applied to Roland himself.

However, as Roland developed the skill and gained a deeper understanding of the World Tree's power, he discovered some tricks to exploit bugs in the system.

In short, based on Roland's current understanding of the World Tree's power, as well as some of the principles he has learned from spell interference and spell countermeasures, he can achieve his goal.

Based on physical contact, Roland can use the power of the World Tree to complete a weakened version of the World Tree's protection.

Although it cannot silence the caster, it can still achieve the goal of nullifying the spell.

As the power of the World Tree flashed, Flam recovered from her dizziness.

The mosquito coil-like eye effect caused by the procedure disappeared from the eye sockets, and the rotation stopped.

But Roland overlooked one more thing.

The elves are extremely sensitive to the World Tree's aura.

He swore he didn't do it on purpose...

Roland was stunned to see Flam, who looked like a cat that had just taken an overdose of catnip and was in a blissful state.

I have a feeling that things are taking an unexpected and volatile turn.

After swaying and recovering from the dizziness, Roland immediately entered another terrible state. With her face flushed and panting heavily, Flam felt that she had to run away before anyone found this place.

Fortunately, Flam lived up to her reputation as a legendary mage, a powerful figure who had once defeated the Demon King.

She quickly regained her composure, then immediately disappeared from Roland's embrace and stood aside with her back to him.

"You...saw it all, didn't you?"

"No, I didn't see anything."

Roland immediately denied Fram's conjecture, then changed the subject: "The conversation is over. When are you going back? You know I still have a lot on my plate right now."

Fram: “…”

Are you in a hurry to go back?

Flam's words revealed no emotional fluctuation; she hadn't even turned around yet.

Roland shrugged: "There's no rush. If you want to rest for the night before leaving, I have no objection."

"But I did tell Leah and the others to go and come back quickly, so a short trip is out of the question."

After a long silence, Furam turned her head and said, "Then stay one night before you leave."

"...Let me take you to open a hotel."

"I'll go home to see my parents, and I'll come to your hotel to find you tomorrow morning."

Roland nodded: "No problem."

……

On her way home, Furam felt a mix of emotions.

Although she didn't remember what had just happened.

After all, she had little memory of what happened after she was knocked unconscious by that violent old woman, Cecilia.

But she still remembered waking up in Roland's arms. And when she first woke up, she was still in that strange state...

Fortunately, I have already sent Roland to the hotel, so I don't need to travel with him anymore.

Fortunately, Avalon has vast, independent spaces, and the elves have a habit of traveling between these spaces, which has led to the development of an inn industry.

Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to arrange Roland's accommodation for the night.

We can't exactly bring him home, can we?
Thinking about this, and then considering that Celicia hadn't mentioned accommodation at all... that's exactly what she was thinking, isn't it?

whispering sound.

Furam muttered to herself, kicked a pebble off the roadside, and then headed home.

She had informed her parents of her itinerary before returning, so there was no need to worry about making a wasted trip.

While she was thinking, Furam had already arrived at her doorstep.

Pulling out a key that hadn't been used for hundreds of years, Flam began to reminisce about the past.

Since leaving Avalon for the mainland more than 300 years ago, he has only returned once, and it was just a brief trip back and forth, during which he did not see his parents again.

Although three hundred years is not a long time for elves, even when converted to human timekeeping, it is equivalent to two or three years without seeing parents or relatives.

The thought of having to leave after just one look again filled Furam with mixed feelings.

She felt that since leaving, her reputation and strength had increased rapidly.

But I always feel like I've devoted most of my energy to human society.

Would it be better to find a suitable opportunity to leave human society, return to Avalon, and spend more time with my parents?
Well, after this war is prevented, I'll go back to Avalon and live there for a few decades.

Anyway, that child, Leah, is a witch; she'll live a long time.

Roland too...

Wait, why did I even think of this guy?
The thought of waking up and seeing the disgusted look in Roland's eyes while lying in his arms made her very unhappy.

whispering sound.

This vulgar man only cares about long legs and big breasts!

Sulking with resentment, Furam took out her keys and opened the door to her house.

Everything in sight was familiar.

Three hundred years is not a long time for elves.

The house still has the familiar scenery and furniture.

Even the placement of the items hasn't changed.

To Frum's disappointment, her parents didn't seem to be home yet.

Looking up at the familiar corner, I saw a clock there, showing that it was only two o'clock in the afternoon.

Looks like they haven't gotten off work yet.

Although elves don't have much life pressure, almost all of them will find something to do to keep their long lifespans from becoming too boring.

Salary is secondary; the main thing is to keep myself busy.

With that thought in mind, Flam skillfully walked into her room and lay down on the bed that had been made in advance.

Looking at the familiar yet somewhat strange ceiling, Flam closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The battle just now had taken a lot of her energy.

Although it didn't last long, the intensity was quite high. That damned old woman showed no mercy, using every spell she could, except for lethal magic.

When I was parrying, not only did I lose magic power, but I also lost a lot of energy.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, Flam remembered why she had fought with Celiscia.

Suddenly, all sleepiness vanished.

Frum jumped out of bed, walked to her desk in her room, opened a drawer, and took out a small doll that looked like Cecilia.

After tightly gripping the doll Celiscia's neck with her hands, Flam used magic to condense long needles and then quickly stabbed them into the doll's body.

"I'll stab you to death! I'll stab you to death!!!"

"You have the nerve to talk back to me? You're an old hag who can't get married because of your terrible personality, and you still have the nerve to lecture me?"

"Aaaaaah! You're the one with short legs! You're the one with flat chests! You're the one with no feminine charm! You're the one who's petty!!!"

Frum began to vent her anger on the doll covered in needle holes.

Meanwhile, the couple who were already standing outside the door also fell into deep thought.

It seems my daughter isn't in a good mood.

Just as rumored, did they really get into a fight in front of the palace gates over a man?

Although the elves are quite free in some matters, fighting in front of the royal palace and the World Tree is still somewhat inappropriate.

Furam's father looked at Furam's mother: "Honey, I heard that Furam brought back a human male this time."

"He was King Thrann's guest."

"Wow, this is really something! Does Ms. Celia know that human?" the mother asked in a low voice.

"That's very possible. After all, he's a guest of that king, so he's definitely not an ordinary human."

"Oh dear, is it like having two relationships at the same time? It's not entirely impossible... but would Fufu really fight with Ms. Celia over this? Being too possessive isn't a good thing."

"boom!"

The couple's whispers could not escape the notice of Flam, whose strength far surpassed theirs.

After all, the couple's combined rank couldn't even reach the ninth ring.

What they thought was a quiet exchange couldn't escape the notice of Flam, who was particularly sensitive in her anger.

Of course, the reason she was so excited to push open the door and go out was because of the content of their conversation.

What does it mean to "fight with one's teacher in front of the palace gates over a man"?

Is this how rumors can be spread?

And why did it spread so quickly?!

Three hundred years have passed, have the elves of Avalon become even more bored?!

(End of this chapter)