Reincarnated as a goblin, but her mother is a white-haired elf?

Chapter 235 Every gain comes with a price.

"Wait, Alna, look."

Jasmine, enraged, looked at Alna and then at Xiaoyu.

"How could this happen?"

Alna stared wide-eyed at Xiaoyu, who had recovered smoothly, her face full of disbelief.

"You know, you can't just drink any kind of medicine; the dosage has to be precise."

"Could it be?!"

Alna seemed to realize something, picked up the bottle from the ground, sniffed it, and looked on incredulously.

He handed it to Jasmine, who was equally shocked.

The identification technique and the skill "Identification" are activated simultaneously.

The only answer I received was "Full Recovery Potion".

How could this be?

It's important to know that full recovery potions are extremely rare.

Even severed limbs can be regenerated, and most importantly, there are absolutely no side effects.

However, even within a great nation, there are fewer than three alchemists capable of refining such a substance.

The rarity and preciousness of the ingredients make this potion extremely rare and valuable.

Why would such a rare thing exist in this remote place?

Or did it originate from the mayor of a small town?

And yet, it was handed over to someone else so easily.

This defies all common sense.

There was something off about the way Alna and Jasmine looked at the old man.

Could it be that he has some ulterior motive?

Or.

Alna narrowed her eyes slightly, and the old man in her eyes saw that Xiaoyu was extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Alna unconsciously clenched her hands.

However, seeing that the girl had almost recovered, the old man simply nodded and did nothing.

He turned and left under their surprised gazes.

I did nothing, and I said nothing.

They gave me an extremely precious full recovery potion and just left?

"There's one thing I can do for you."

Ignoring the shocked Alna and the others, Ye Yan looked up at the old man who was about to leave.

In Ye Yan's mind, apart from her mother, no one would be kind to her for no reason.

Everything that is gained comes at a price.

He didn't believe that the old man in front of him would help him without considering the cost.

The old man stopped in his tracks and paused, taken aback, upon hearing Ye Yan's words.

Then he shook his head and said:

"This is the reward you deserve for putting out the fire for our town."

As he spoke, the mayor's gaze fell on Xiaoyu, who was fast asleep.

"Also, this little girl became like this because she helped our town."

"We should also bear responsibility."

"I've already received my reward."

The town mayor turned around, looked at the spring water in Ye Yan's hand, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, I got it!"

"That thing isn't mine, it belongs to little Chris."

But Ye Yan didn't seem to agree. He stared intently at the town mayor, frowning, and saw through the old fox's thoughts.

"Say what you want to say."

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Ye Yan's serious expression, he genuinely laughed a few times and didn't offer any more politeness.

"Then, I won't stand on ceremony."

"If possible, please take care of the people in this town for me. My days are numbered, so—"

"Can't do it"

Ye Yan interrupted the town mayor and resolutely refused without the slightest hesitation.

"I can't protect so many people."

What Ye Yan said was true; he couldn't protect such a large number of people.

Unless you lock them all up together.

"ah"

The town mayor was taken aback, never expecting that the little guy wouldn't fall for the trap and would so decisively refuse.

"Oh, well then."

He sighed.

"She took care of that girl, Chris, for me. I...we owe her so much."

"she?"

Ye Yan looked at the lonely figure sitting on the ground, leaning against a big tree, and nodded.

No problem.

That woman is very good at hiding; generally speaking, as long as she doesn't do anything reckless, she'll come out.

Most people will subconsciously ignore it.

This is an exceptional talent among assassins.

Thank you.

At that moment, Alna, who was watching everything from the side, stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

That goblin actually said something like that.

Perhaps she had preconceived notions beforehand.

He, the goblin, at least this goblin isn't bad.

They even saved them.

They all owe her a favor.

"Ahhhhh!"

Just then, screams suddenly came from nearby.

"Yes, it's those lunatics!"

The forest was set ablaze again, and the residents and adventurers who had originally returned to the village retreated from the forest.

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We returned to this open space.

"What's wrong?"

Some adventurers who remained in the open space were puzzled and asked the panicked residents for their questions.

"Yes, they're madmen, those madmen."

"Those madmen from the Gate of Truth have attacked again."

"Damn it, what are they trying to do at this time!"

The adventurer immediately grabbed his weapon, but upon seeing the flames engulfing the disciples, he instantly chickened out.

"Run!"

"Stay calm!"

At this moment, the town mayor stepped forward, and the local adventurers immediately found their leader.

"They're nothing but a bunch of fiery beasts!"

"As long as they don't get too close, it'll be fine."

"Everyone with ranged attack capabilities, step back and aim for those beasts' legs and hearts."

"Those without ranged attacks, go up and grab the shields and stones to protect those behind you!"

"yes!"

Under the mayor's command, the local adventurers instantly became orderly.

Some adventurers from other places, seeing this, also gained a clear understanding of the mayor's methods.

"What a united front!"

"I thought these backward towns on the frontier would be very disorganized."

"Hehe, that's precisely why we need to unite—because we live in such a dangerous place as the border!"

Rachel chuckled softly.

"Otherwise, they would have been devoured by the monsters that emerged from the forest long ago."

"but"

Rachel grinned.

"It is precisely because of this unity that they are so xenophobic."

As she spoke, Rachel's gaze fell on Chris, who was hugging himself to the side.

"So, no matter what you do, an outsider will always be an outsider."

"But some people just don't understand this principle."

You treat them like family.

"But people treat you like an animal."

brush!

Rachel cleaved the attacking disciple in two with a single axe stroke.

"Hey, can't we have something more serious?!"

Rachel carried a giant axe, with rows of dried-up corpses at her feet.

I don't know why these lunatics rushed over at this time.

Rachel didn't understand.

Looking around, I suddenly came across a bizarre sight.

Beside a campfire, a little girl lay asleep on a woman's lap.

The woman, afraid of disturbing the girl, carefully examined her injuries.

On the other side, however, was a strange sight: a young girl with her hands crossed, her hand shadows shifting back and forth in the fire.

They quickly roasted large chicken legs and handed them to the elf cubs beside them.

On a battlefield littered with corpses, engulfed in flames, and filled with the sounds of fighting.

The four of them were very relaxed.

"."

Rachel was speechless for a moment.

What kind of mess is this?!

But it smells so good.

interesting.

brush!

Rachel dispatched the attacking disciple with an axe and then walked over.

(End of this chapter)