He became the White-Haired Evil God after wearing the Seven Curses Rings.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Ivy was completely unaware of what had just happened inside the palace.

After she came out of the building, she arrived at a newly built town not far from Valhalla.

Built around a giant treehouse, this place is a special gathering place under the jurisdiction of the Wheel of Fate, and has autonomous jurisdiction specially granted by the Church of Life.

After concealing some of her original physical features, Ivy strolled around the town, recalling what Hiti had just said.

"Was I really too hasty and misunderstood the other person? But why do I feel like something's off...?"

"Speaking of which, does the Valhalla really need several months to summon Florie? What if other witches cut in line? We can't just close the Valhalla directly, can we? That's impossible..."

As Ivy walked along the bustling street, her mind wandering.

Before she knew it, she had arrived in front of the huge treehouse that looked like the center of the town.

"here it is…?"

She suddenly stopped and looked at the huge treehouse with a puzzled expression.

The Tree of Life Community Reception Center, simply referred to by locals as the Treehouse, is the de facto administrative center of this town.

On the surface, this is a public service station that handles and coordinates various troubles, and it also serves as a rest stop for passersby. Therefore, the various service facilities inside are quite complete.

Beyond these disguises, the treehouse actually has a lesser-known name.

The Wheel of Destiny, Southern Continent Branch.

As an important person under Xie Bai, Ivy was very clear about many of the secrets of the Wheel of Fate, but she herself never had a clear responsibility within the Wheel of Fate.

Most of the time, she is directly under Xie Bai's command. Recently, she even took on a job with five days on and two days off, so the time she has to interact with the Wheel of Fortune is even less.

However, from a purely personal perspective, her interactions with the Wheel of Fortune were actually quite profound.

Atoris, Brandon, and the cats—every single one of them knows her.

However, apart from these people, very few ordinary people would recognize her.

"Well, this is fine too. It might be a little awkward if we actually ran into a few acquaintances."

Ivy shook her head, went straight to the rest area inside the treehouse, and sat down at random.

She's only had half a day of her two-day vacation left, and she suddenly feels a bit lost for the rest of the time, unsure of what to do.

Normally at this time, Xie Bai would give her some seemingly easy but actually world-destroying tasks, such as asking her to come to the Southern Continent for a look a while ago.

As for what happened after she arrived, Ivy really didn't want to recall it again.

But now that nothing has happened, she feels somewhat lost.

"How about we go back to the Kingdom of Destiny and continue tinkering with the Fate Line?"

The idea was quickly dismissed by Ivy.

The thread of fate is not something to be trifled with. If she were to blatantly expose something without Xie Bai's instructions, leading to any unnecessary disaster, she would definitely be the first to be held accountable.

But if Xie Bai gives instructions, the situation will be completely different.

At least no matter what happens, the other party will provide a guarantee and make preparations to cover all unexpected situations that may arise.

Besides, there's nothing important in the Divine Kingdom. Since we're not going back there, why don't we take this opportunity to go see our Lord?

When I went to Valhalla just now, I had a feeling that my Lord was watching me from somewhere. Maybe I missed him a little, so I decided to follow that thought and see what he was doing.

Just as Ivy was hunched over the table, deep in thought, a gentle voice suddenly rang in her ear.

"Hello, little friend. Did you come to the treehouse because you got separated from your family?"

Upon hearing this, Ivy casually raised half of her head.

"No, I just came here to sit..."

Suddenly, her voice caught in her throat.

The next second, she sat up abruptly, looking at the person who had just arrived in disbelief.

"A... Elflin?"

wrong…

Elflin wasn't that tall, and she didn't have animal ears.

Ivy stared blankly at the cute-looking girl in front of her, unsure of what to say.

Before she could even gather her thoughts, the girl spoke first.

"Hmm? You know this name. Are you also a friend of my mother's, or perhaps you are a witch too?"

The girl looked at Ivy excitedly, and the animal ears hanging down on her head instantly stood up.

"Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Frye, and the person you just mentioned is my mother. My son and I do look very alike; you might have misunderstood something."

Upon hearing the explanation, Ivy's pupils instantly went blank.

She just seemed to have heard two very important pieces of news.

"Elflynn...is already married?"

"Yes, she was in love with a half-orc, which is why I have these ears."

"No, wait a minute. Mother and son...you're her son?"

"Yes. My appearance might surprise you, I'm sorry..."

Fryn scratched her head awkwardly, explaining everything with some embarrassment.

Since Ivy had already altered her appearance, Fryn did not recognize her as the witch of fate. She only thought Ivy was an ordinary little girl who had gotten separated from her family and came to the treehouse for help. She really did not expect that Ivy would know her mother.

After some thought, Fryn concluded that Ivy was definitely a witch.

It just so happens that a Hall of Heroes has recently appeared, and within the Hall of Heroes is a gatehouse specifically for witches.

Fryn naturally assumed that Ivy was a witch who had come out of there, but after racking his brains for a long time, he really couldn't remember which witch she was.

It seemed that the other party had disguised their appearance, but he didn't want to pry into such private matters, so he had to put aside the question of Ivy's identity for the time being.

Having finally found someone who knows her mother, she couldn't say anything that might anger the other person and drive them away.

Unlike Fryn's quick calm, Ivy remained in a daze.

In her memory, Elflin, as the Witch of Life, possessed incredibly tenacious vitality and should have been able to survive until now, but things like marriage and having children...

"Gulp..."

Ivy was still a little taken aback.

She is a witch who has survived for 30 million years, but why do others already have sons while she is still like a child and hasn't made any progress?

This feels so disjointed...

"Well... if that's the case, then your mother must live around here. If I have the chance, maybe I can go and catch up with her."

Ivy suppressed her inner shock and pretended to be nonchalant as she politely greeted Fryn.

She didn't have a deep impression of Elflin, but she was sure that the other party was a rather gentle witch. Since she had nothing to do now, it wouldn't hurt to get to know her better than to get in touch with Hiti.

Just as Ivy had finally calmed herself down, Fryn suddenly spoke with some regret.

"Well... I'm sorry. My mother passed away ten years ago, following my father. I buried them myself. If you don't mind, I can take you to see it."

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