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

Chapter 307 War, the Crusade Against Gluttony?

Gudu!

Mo Yang swallowed hard, the sound echoing in the quiet and oppressive elven palace, sounding particularly abrupt.

He looked around and saw exquisitely carved jade and murals entwined with vines everywhere he looked.

Every corner exudes antiquity and mystery, inspiring awe in all who visit.

"hehe……"

Just then, the fairy princess's clear and melodious laughter suddenly rang out, like a gentle breeze in spring, yet adding a touch of eeriness to the tense atmosphere.

She gently raised her hand, her fingertips lightly touching her red lips, concealing the smile that was about to spill out, her eyes gleaming with a complex light.

"Rias has told me everything about you. On behalf of the Elven race, I express my deepest gratitude to you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yang immediately bowed and responded with a slightly trembling voice:

"No, you're welcome, Your Highness. We were just doing what we should do."

His words were tinged with humility.

But the doubts and unease in my heart grew wildly like weeds, impossible to suppress.

"Well then, you two valiant travelers..."

"What is it that you have come all this way to my elven kingdom, despite all the hardships?"

The fairy princess seemed to have noticed Mo Yang's emotional fluctuations.

Her gaze softened, and her tone became gentler:

"Is it for wealth, longevity, or power?"

"I hope Your Highness will introduce me to the Elf King."

Mo Yang was about to speak when Asna spoke first.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yang felt a tightness in his chest.

He thought to himself that this Ghost Uncle was really direct and caught him off guard.

He glanced furtively at the elven princess and saw that her expression subtly changed after Asna finished speaking. Her ruby-like eyes seemed to see right through people, leaving no one able to hide.

"I'm sorry, that might be difficult."

The fairy princess gently shook her head, a hint of regret in her voice.

"His Highness the Elf King is very busy and cannot be seen easily. Moreover, even I cannot arbitrarily decide who can meet with him."

However, Asna's next words instantly froze the elven princess's composed expression:

"What if I said that 'gluttony' has emerged and is threatening the balance of the entire continent?"

"What did you say?!"

The chains binding the elf princess swung violently, and a look of shock and astonishment flashed in her red eyes.

Mo Yang felt an even stronger sense of oppression than before, as if the entire space had frozen at that moment.

He considered himself quite capable, but in front of the elven princess, he was no match.

How utterly despicable!

He clenched his teeth, and his bones made a faint cracking sound.

Just as he was about to reach his limit and break down.

Asna released his aura at the right moment, like an invisible shield that blocked some of the pressure, allowing him to catch his breath.

That's really domineering!

Mo Yang agreed in his heart, and that desire for power grew wildly in his heart like weeds.

If we had that power.

He might be able to get closer to his goal.

"Your Highness"

Asna's voice was gentle yet firm; he knew he had to be careful with his words lest he offend the young yet dignified elven princess.

"We do not know what kind of sinner the person who indulges in gluttony is."

"That kind of power is far too dangerous."

Devouring will make you stronger, but if that guy can't protect his rationality and control his desires...

Then, everyone on the entire continent will die!

The best way is to find that guy and kill him!

While we are still weak.

"call"

Upon hearing this, the elven princess sighed softly, her ruby-like eyes turning even redder.

She rested her hand on her forehead, looking extremely tired, and her voice carried a hint of helplessness.

"Okay, I'll tell Mom about this."

"Your Highness, the urge to overeat is impossible to suppress. If we don't take advantage of his weakness..."

Asna wanted to say something, but the elven princess didn't give him a chance.

They issued a tenant's order first.

"You may all leave!"

Seeing the elf princess's condition, Asna said nothing more.

His goal has been achieved.

However, Mo Yang was completely bewildered.

ha?

What's finished?

He hasn't even said a word yet!

Mo Yang knew that if he didn't say something soon, he might never have the chance to see the fairy princess again after he stepped down.

"Your Highness, the war is about to begin."

"Oh?"

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

The fairy princess parted her lips slightly, her voice like a clear spring in the forest, yet carrying a hint of chill that was barely perceptible.

Her eyes, like deep rubies, seemed to be shrouded in a purple aura in the flickering candlelight.

An inexplicable emotion welled up within Mo Yang.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze piercing through Mo Yang, as if scrutinizing every thought deep within his heart.

Tell me about it.

Her tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority that seemed to freeze the air.

Mo Yang licked his dry lips, inwardly regretting his recklessness.

He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound firm and sincere:

"The monarch of the Northern Wind Empire is plotting an unprecedented southward expansion."

"The storm of war is about to sweep across the continent."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, the fairy princess smiled faintly, but the smile was devoid of any warmth.

"War is nothing more than external noise to us, a race that lives in harmony with nature."

"The elven kingdom has its own way of protecting itself."

"Normally, that's true."

"only"

Mo Yang looked up at the elf princess without keeping her in suspense.

"This is just my guess, regarding the North Wind Emperor's target."

Mo Yang paused, pointed to the map below, and said gravely:

"It's here."

"The Elf Kingdom"

boom!

However, just as he finished speaking, an invisible force suddenly erupted, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground.

Then came the elven princess's cold voice.

"So, you, lord of the Northern Wind Empire, have come to issue a challenge?"

"How could I have meant that?"

Mo Yang struggled to his feet, a sharp pain shooting through his chest, but he paid no heed to it.

He looked up at the elf princess, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness:

"Your Highness, you misunderstand. I have no ill intentions whatsoever on my part."

Mo Yang hadn't expected that the elven princess would know his identity so early on.

Perhaps before they even set foot in the Elven Empire.

She knew he was coming, and then she went to check.

Oh shit.

Mo Yang just wanted to hurl insults at those who said elves were gentle, kind, and peace-loving.

"I came here for no other reason than..."

"It's just to inform Her Highness the Princess about this, so that we can prepare in advance."

Mo Yang raised his eyes and said sincerely:

"I want to cooperate with your elven race."

"For this, are you willing to betray the country you live in?"

Mo Yang neither answered nor denied the fairy princess's question.

(End of this chapter)