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

Linglong and the knights were puzzled.

But they soon saw what the elf looked like.

A delicate little face, snow-white skin, a pair of ruby ​​eyes, and a head of snow-white hair cascading down her back.

She has an extremely delicate face.

"Who are you--?"

Linglong stared wide-eyed at Ye Yan's face, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Suddenly, she remembered.

The elf before me bore a striking resemblance to that strange goblin!

The thought of that strange goblin sent a shiver down Linglong's spine.

She would never forget that unbelievable thing.

He spotted her a kilometer away just through the sniper rifle bullets and launched a counterattack.

That kind of reaction, that kind of skill, is something even she, who has gained magic, cannot achieve.

No.

Linglong shook her head, dismissing the thought.

No, those are goblins.

But what lies before me is an elf.

How could it be the same person?

However, this does not mean that the elf in front of us is not dangerous!

If what frightened her about that goblin was its decisiveness and skill.

Then the spirit before you is power.

Absolute power.

The blood-red knights beside him alone were enough to kill her several times over.

At this moment, the knights and Linglong, who had just been fighting, dared not move and looked at Ye Yan with fear on their faces.

For a fleeting moment, the knight captain felt lucky when he saw the elf.

Others either don't know, or mistakenly believe, that the North Wind Empire sent the Knights to wipe out the goblin lair.

It's for border security.

But it's not.

As the captain of the Divine Knights, he knew that the North Wind Empire's purpose in entering this forest was for the elves.

For that unknown appointment.

The opportunity that led to his becoming king.

He is still the king of mankind, the human king.

How could the church allow such a thing?

The divine right of kings!

This is an unchanging ironclad order since ancient times!

That foolish North Wind King actually wanted to become the King of Men?

Unify humanity!

What wishful thinking!

Even if the bishops of the church did not believe in that vague and ethereal legend.

They wouldn't allow even the slightest chance of such a thing happening.

Their goal was to capture or kill the spirits that appeared in the forest.

Therefore, he was very fortunate to have met the elf so quickly.

After all, this is an achievement.

However, as those blood knights of equal strength submitted, that relief turned into fear.

He is not a fool.

The elf before them must be quite formidable to command the submission of these crimson knights.

Or, even if the elf before them is weak, the surrounding crimson knights could easily tear him apart.

"I'll ask again."

Ye Yan glanced at the Templar Knights, then his gaze fell on Linglong.

Have you ever met my mother?

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Upon hearing Ye Yan's words, Linglong's forehead creased with annoyance, and she cursed inwardly.

Who knows who your mother is!

and many more.

She stared at Ye Yan's familiar face and immediately thought of the elf girl who had saved them.

but.

Linglong swallowed hard, her eyes flickering with unease.

Her mind raced, trying to find a suitable excuse, but in the end she shook her head and denied it:

"have no idea."

However, her answer did not convince the other party.

You're lying.

The voice was deep and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Just then, a woman with a graceful figure walked over.

Her steps were light and graceful, as if each step was dancing to the rhythm of life.

Her long pink hair shimmered in the sunlight, cascading down her back like a waterfall.

The fox's ears twitched slightly, and its golden eyes gleamed with cunning, as if they could see through all hypocrisy and lies.

"You are the princess of the orcs!"

When the Templar captain saw the woman's face clearly, his eyes widened and he exclaimed in disbelief.

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

His voice was filled with astonishment.

"oh"

Melsana smiled slightly and winked charmingly.

"Isn't this just the church's lackeys?"

"How come you're here?"

brush!

A sharp sword light flashed, and the knight captain's entire arm was severed from his shoulder, blood gushing out.

He covered his severed arm, his face filled with shock and pain.

"The Demon Clan!"

The knight captain clutched his severed arm, glaring angrily at the hornless figure that had suddenly appeared.

"No, you are the remnant!"

At this moment, the shape of the ghost horn on the hornless forehead became clearer and clearer, exuding a cold aura, as if the god of death had descended.

Wujiao didn't answer him, but just stared at him angrily.

The ghostly horn on her forehead emitted an eerie green light, and the surrounding magic rapidly gathered, crackling with electrical currents.

However, just as the hornless creature's aura was about to engulf everything, the knight captain suddenly burst into laughter.

His laughter was full of disdain and mockery, as if at that moment he had grasped some kind of power that could turn the tide.

"Hahaha, this forest is truly a den of dragons and crouching tigers. I never expected to encounter a monster like you."

The knight captain grinned maliciously, a hint of madness in his eyes.

"Just you wait. Your existence has been exposed. Soon, you'll become the Holy Temple's prey, just like your sister!"

brush!

Before the knight captain could finish speaking, a powerful and mysterious force suddenly descended, instantly knocking him to the ground.

This force surged forth like a raging storm, irresistible to all.

Immediately afterwards, Wujiao stomped on the knight captain's chest, and the powerful force instantly crushed the knight captain's heart.

With a loud bang, the knight captain's body exploded like a bursting balloon, turning into a shower of blood that rained down on the ground.

"Ah! It's a monster! Run!"

Having witnessed their captain's gruesome death in an instant, the remaining knights were terrified and dropped their weapons, running for their lives.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if they were facing some irresistible death.

Wujiao stood there, head down, fists clenched, as if he had remembered something.

At that moment, she stood there, stunned, with no intention of chasing after him.

now

The demon horns on her forehead slowly shrank back, restoring her original appearance.

Seeing this, Ye Yan merely glanced at it and casually pulled it.

It was as if something was being pulled.

The next moment, the fleeing knights were cut in two by an invisible thread, and blood splattered all over the grass like a fountain.

"Killing them wouldn't make a difference."

Melsana shook her head, a helpless smile on her face.

"The gazes of these Templar Knights are recorded in a strange artifact. They can expose our whereabouts to the Templars at any time if they wish."

Ye Yan was slightly taken aback upon hearing Melsana's words.

He paid no attention to the so-called rare treasure, but instead looked at Linglong, who was already terrified.

Where is my mother?

Ye Yan asked again.

This time, his tone was free of doubt, only certainty. (End of Chapter)