The man nodded slightly in return, but his eyes were fixed on the dwarf on the cross.

"As the top dwarf, your strength is respectable enough. But among the top dwarves, some are stronger and some are weaker. You are still too young, dwarf."

Kro's petite body just hung on the cross without replying. Perhaps she still had some consciousness and was trying her best to resist, but the effect was only to make her bleed a little more.

"As expected of the Fourth Duke." Rossetti tapped his lower lip with his fingertips: "Haha. The dwarf who was so arrogant just now has become like this in an instant."

Lucius waved his hand, signaling Rossetti to stop. Rossetti shut up, and then heard Lucius ask:

"This dwarf just now said he wanted to take that orc away?"

"Yes. From what she said, a person named 'Daphne' asked her to..."

"Daphne? ... Daphne Krest from the Hundred and Ten Representatives?" The man hesitated for a moment and said:

"When this is over, don't kill the orc. Send him back."

"Send it back?..."

"The Dwarf's [Hundred and Ten Representatives] represent the ten to one hundred most influential people in the Dwarf tribe. As leaders, they are experts and core members in various fields. In terms of influence within the tribe, their level is even equal to mine." The man said:

"Besides, that Daphne Krest is also a combatant. Just consider it as a favor to her."

"...Yes." Rossetti nodded, thinking to himself.

Her Lord Duke...seems to be familiar with the existence behind this dwarf.

The man turned around and looked at Ai'er, who was standing in front of the door and could only watch everything in a daze.

The battle took unexpected turns again and again.

But Ai'er had no room to intervene.

"Hello again, elf."

The vigilance in Ai'er's eyes only increased: "... the nine great dukes of the blood clan, the [fourth duke]... Lucius Griffith..."

It seemed as if all previous doubts were answered.

At the last moment before the beast spirit disappeared, the invisible blade tore the beast spirit into pieces as it was about to escape.

The invisible man that Lily encountered when she took Coco to look for Elle who was fighting the beast spirit.

Rossetti openly sent out signals, taking strange actions that continued to test the waters at the cost of exposing himself.

It’s all because of the vampire duke hiding behind Rossetti.

Rossetti is only superficial.

The real competitor is the Duke of the blood clan.

I'm afraid he has always been behind Rossetti... watching us.

"Compared to last time, your eyes are much more resolute, elf."

"..."

"You have found a good ally, but your strength is limited. It is unwise to get stuck here. Leave now. It is not time for you to fight yet."

Is it so...?

Ai'er remembered that everyone said the same thing when she first left the tribe a long time ago.

They repeatedly advised themselves to stay in the tribe a little longer... to learn and grow a little longer.

Only the patriarch showed great tolerance for his own choice.

Even Ai'er now doesn't know if fighting here is the right choice...

No. Ai'er's eyes became a little more resolute unconsciously.

——It’s not a matter of right or wrong.

But it's yourself, there's no other choice.

"...Your eyes have changed again. Very good, very good." The man nodded, as if in appreciation.

Rossetti, who was beside the man, stepped forward and said, "There is no need for Lord Lucius to take action. The battle between me and her is not over yet."

"No need." The man said:

"I didn't expect that the elves would have such an interesting young man."

The man's white palm lightly tapped the air, and the invisible blade spread out like the wings of a butterfly.

It seemed slow—perhaps she could dodge it, but Elle just gritted her teeth.

The protective spell was formed the moment the concept came into being.

The two connected. The halo was shaken into ripples, and then shattered with a loud noise!

Ai'er quickly blocked the attack, and under the golden blade of light was the branch of the elf tree, which just caught the remnants of the concept.

He slid back and forth, barely able to steady himself.

Gradually... the clothes on the shoulders tore apart. Blood oozed from the fair skin.

Even the branches of the elves, which were impervious to any magic, could not completely defend against a simple conceptual attack.

"...Not bad." The man nodded and walked forward.

Those narrow eyes no longer looked at Ai'er.

Until Ai'er stubbornly took another step towards the door.

"... Spirit. Even so, you still won't change your mind?"

Ai'er just stared at the man.

"…Rare. Is there such a young man among the elves? It's a pity that he's not a vampire."

"..."

The man narrowed his eyes: "...But since they are enemies, we should treat them well and show them respect."

bass--

Elle hasn't responded yet.

The halo that was about to gather as a defensive spell in front of him was shattered in a flash.

Ai'er's figure flew backwards in an instant, and before she could even show any surprise, her entire petite body was forced to nail to the wall!

Consciousness, barely awake...

I tried to move my hands and arms. I felt no pain... but I couldn't move.

He barely opened his eyelids and moved his pupils.

Only then did I vaguely see... the transparent concept that was inserted straight into my arm was gradually becoming solid, transforming into a long silver-white nail connected by a thin red silk thread.

"You lose, elf." Lucius continued walking.

Those narrow eyes no longer looked at Ai'er.

"It's like an ant trying to shake a tree." Rossetti shook his head.

The space in front of the door was empty, and there was no one who could stop this man.

As I said... maybe there is no difference in strength. It is a difference between different levels, like monsters and humans.

Ai'er opened her eyes hazily, and only blurry shadows of the legs passing in front of her were left.

The effect of magic is repeatedly eroding his consciousness of resistance.

Yes...it is impossible.

That's a title holder... No, that's someone who can easily defeat a title holder...

One of the most powerful beings of the vampire race.

In the same way, even the elders of the elves would have to spend a lot of effort to stop the other party.

What about me? I am just a little elf who has just been born... and has just begun to show some talents.

I tried to resist...

When I think back on it in the future, I will just find it funny that I was so stubborn and overzealous.

Lily and the others should have almost reached a conclusion...even if this man went in.

According to Lily... Lily, who can also be called a "monster"...

We will definitely be able to achieve a much better result than if we were to resist fearlessly here.

Here, give up.

"……Ha ha."

Unable to utter a sound, he forced the corners of his mouth to curl up.

...In the future, I will definitely regret my impulsiveness at this moment.

"Hmm?" The man who was still in front of the door hummed softly, and suddenly turned back with some confusion.

…It’s okay to laugh at yourself.

It’s okay to feel childish.

It’s okay to regret it.

After all, I am in a state of impulsiveness right now...

It's when I'm inexplicably stubborn.

The remaining consciousness probed into the mobile storage space.

A semi-transparent crystal was suspended in the air in the empty space.

It seems to be parasitic in the center of this small world.

The swaying dark red silk thread wanders alone in it.

Consciousness tried to entangle itself.

This small world seemed to have received new orders.

I don't know what kind of external force was acting on it, but the semi-transparent crystal stone gradually cracked.

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