Guild Boss's Ambition

Because of the sound I made, Heloise, who was sleeping on the belly of the young lady, woke up with her eyes half-closed. Even though she was handcuffed, she still looked at me with such pride: "You're back? Have you found a way to heal the master?"

"Come on, your master was knocked unconscious by you yourself using a lightning spear, okay?"

I twitched my lips silently, observing her expression calmly while explaining, "Ehard's condition is not serious. On the contrary, your injuries are more serious than hers. Since you have previously behaved aggressively towards us, I must block your magic power before I can provide you with basic humane treatment."

She didn't care about her injuries, she just frowned and murmured, "My master's name is Ehard? Why don't I remember it? Hmm? Wait, shouldn't humans have a first name and a last name? Ehard is my master's name?"

"Ehard is the president's name."

I answered patiently and began to treat her injuries.

She stared at President Ehard's sleeping face and asked, "You said I'm a high elf, not a goblin. Is that true?"

I observed her expression imperceptibly and replied, "Yes, you are indeed a high elf, and we are humans from the Alliance of Light. Theoretically, we are enemies, and your duty is to kill us, but your memory seems to have been damaged by the previous battle, and your perception of yourself has become seriously distorted."

"Nonsense." Heloise questioned: "If I were your enemy, why would you save me?"

I looked up and looked into her eyes, hoping to find a flaw in her disguise. "If you don't have hostility, you are not an enemy. But if you can regain your memory and faith, I will show no mercy."

Bathed in the holy light, she gradually recovered from her injuries. When her injuries were 80% recovered, her hands suddenly crossed over each other, and then the magic-proof handcuffs were magically removed by her.

She twirled the handcuffs with one finger, raised her chin, and said complacently, "Do you really think such a shabby pair of handcuffs can trap a big goblin like us? Humph, you are wrong! History has long proved that we goblins have always been experts in escaping. Such outdated handcuffs are simply an insult to us!"

"..."

"Why do you, a beautiful high elf, always call yourself a goblin?"

I sighed, temporarily put aside my doubts about the high elves, and then found a pill from the space ring. This pill was given to me by Miss Bai Ye for personal use. She said that if I encountered a situation that could not be solved by purification, I could try this pill. Anyway, the side effects were not serious. Even if I took the wrong medicine, it would only cause temporary urination at most.

I asked the unconscious president to swallow a pill with water.

The effect of the pill was very good. The president's pale face immediately turned rosy and he let out a lazy moan.

"Um~~Blanny, don't hit me, I know I was wrong."

Listening to President Ehard's cute mumbling, I secretly glanced at the high elf lady.

The high elf lady took out a notebook from somewhere and asked me seriously, "Who is Berlane?"

I replied, "She is the president's sister."

She then asked, "Why do you always call the master the president?"

"Ehard is the president of an adventurer's guild, our leader."

"I see, the master is worthy of being my master."

The high elf nodded in understanding and began to write in his notebook.

Although I was very curious, I still kept my moral integrity and did not peek.

After a while, our president who loved to stay in bed finally woke up.

"Gah!"

After regaining consciousness, she seemed to recall the battlefield just now. As soon as she opened her eyes, she reached for her waist, suddenly pulled out her standard long sword, and then slashed at Heloise beside the bed──

I quickly reached out and stopped the knight girl.

"Stop! The battle is over!"

"Eh? Then who is she?"

The knight girl who had just woken up pointed at the high elf, with a confused expression on her pretty face.

Just as I was thinking about how to explain the situation, Heloise answered first: "Master, I am Heloise Spencer. As you can see, I am just a goblin."

The girl looked Heloise up and down, touched herself and nodded, then quickly fell asleep again.

"I must be dreaming! How can a goblin look so much like a high elf!"

"Or maybe I'm just a hybrid of a high elf and a goblin."

"Which high elf has such a strong taste?"

Listening to Heloise's unreliable speech, the escapist president suddenly couldn't sleep anymore. She suddenly jumped up and complained loudly, then turned to me and asked, "Raftan, am I dreaming? I am definitely dreaming, right?!"

So I had to explain the entire situation to the president from beginning to end.

After my explanation, President Ehard finally calmed down a little.

"I see. He was struck by lightning, so he lost his memory."

However, she seemed a little too calm.

The knight girl began to calm the high elf beside her with extraordinary skill.

"Heloise, right? Although amnesia is a terrible thing, how can I put it? As long as you can maintain a positive attitude, things will slowly get better. Even if you can't recover your memory, you can still live happily. For example, we have an amnesiac poster girl in our Stone House. She is trying hard to be cute every day!"

Where Miss Lannong couldn't see, her president smiled and made fun of her.

Heloise held the quill pen and asked seriously, "Excuse me, who is the amnesiac?"

"Her name is Uru-Lannon. When you return to Mopolis with us, you will be able to see her in person."

After saying this, the lustful President Ehad habitually put his hand on Heloise's head and made an extremely rude move: "Is this the quality and feel of a high elf's hair? So soft~~ So smooth~~"

"Thanks."

Heloise, who was being patted on the head, responded with a shy face.

“Oh my god…”

“What on earth is going on…?”

"Humans and high elves love each other during war?"

"God, Are you kidding me?"

"but……"

"Didn't President Ehard just say that he would take Heloise back to Mopolis City?"

"You'll be treated as a traitor, right? If you're discovered, you'll definitely be treated as a traitor, right?!"

I looked at this awkward scene with a grim face. Not only did the stomachache not get relieved by the awakening of President Ehard, but even my period started to mess with it. But I believe that the knight girl must have her own considerations in her decision. Now that I am her deputy, instead of questioning her, I might as well help her think of a solution.

It's decided! If the guards ask, I'll answer them.

"It's just a goblin that looks more like a high elf!"

"Well, if I answer like this, I'll still be considered a traitor, right?"

I stared at President Ehad who was communicating cordially with the high elves, and the feeling of exhaustion in my heart was even ten times stronger than the previous charge.

……

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28. Battle at the Other Side (White Night)

(white night)

"Meng'er is really lucky. She is still alive in this state."

"I've already prepared myself to find someone else to take care of the stone house for her—"

I yawned with boredom after learning the outcome of the battle on the other side through the dead crow, and took out the wizard's notes recording 170,000 magic spells from the space ring, and neatly recorded the lightning magic just now.

Since the structure of lightning magic itself is well-established, I don't need to make any changes and can write it directly into the magic book.

"But, a legendary lightning magician? Hehe..."

"It turns out that the Ehard family is not without people──"

After randomly registering a number L7777 for the lightning magic, I slowly opened another page in the wizard's notes. There was a magic here that I had not yet completely perfected. After all, the conditions for activating it were too harsh, and there was no opportunity for experimental attempts. I could only rely on my imagination to improve the design and predict its effects.

"I never thought that there would be a day when I would be lacking in creative inspiration."

After a while, I turned my eyes away from the wizard's notes and looked up at the sky after not sleeping for several days. Arrows and magic were flying on the horizon. I was in a watchtower in Snow Wolf Pass. The top of the tower had a great view. The only drawback was that stray bullets often fell on this side, and from time to time, annoying dwarf uncles would come to visit.

"Beautiful Miss Bai Ye, how have you been lately?" He asked as he walked up the stairs in a gentlemanly manner.

"What about you? Did you sleep well during this avoidable war?" I asked him with a smile.

"Don't say that—"

He smiled helplessly. "You should understand that the war will start sooner or later anyway, so it is better to let it happen when it is predictable. The current approach is the best way to reduce casualties. The reason why Alliance Leader Margaret appointed me as the lord of Mopolis is because I have the most suitable conditions to carry out this mission."

He even dares to threaten the Necromancer. He really knows how to seek death.

With a faint smile, I reached out to him and asked, "I have already made it clear last time that if you can't come up with the terms of a deal, don't come here to seek my help. Now, do you have the chips?"

The Lord of Surut City took out a small box from his arms, tossed it lightly, and asked: "I really don't understand what you need this thing for? If I am not mistaken, your goal should be the immortality of both body and soul, but what does this clue you want now have to do with your immortality──"

I waved my wizard hand and brought the small box in the air to my front. "Instead of guessing about me, you might as well spend more energy dealing with the high elves. That's something within your intelligence, huh?"

puff!

When I got the small box, a ball of powder suddenly exploded from the box.

Then I found that I had a pair of short antlers growing on my head.

"Same level of boring tricks as the fox, please don't waste my time, okay?"

The dwarf Surut touched his chin and said jokingly, "Deer antlers are indeed a little too cute for you. Next time, it would be more appropriate to prepare some gifts like cat ears for you. By the way, Miss Bai Ye, do you really not want to be my lover for a week? Ask yourself, except for being a little short, the conditions of this city lord in other aspects are very generous!"

"Just courting for a week is pretty weird, isn't it?"

I rolled my eyes at him, held out my hand again and said, "This is my last chance. If I can't get what we agreed on, then let's just cancel this deal! Anyway, I already have physical immortality, so I definitely have more time than you long-lived people. If I'm willing to spend an extra year or two, I'll definitely find a way to get this thing."

"Ms. Bai Ye is really boring~~

The dwarf, knowing that he had reached the bottom line, smiled shamelessly and threw the second small box over.

I gave him a sharp look, caught the small box in free fall, and opened it for inspection in front of him.

There is a night-shining pearl in the box. If you look carefully with your true eye, you can clearly see a small and exquisite magic array running inside the night-shining pearl - it is a magic array used for communication and tracking.

"Are you sure this is her clue?" I questioned.

"That's another clue."

The dwarf city lord smiled slyly and asked unwillingly, "If you tell me your intention to find Wallace Nasnon, then I can share with you everything I know about her. Well, maybe it would be more appropriate to say it this way. I have met Wallace in person and even had a brief exchange with her."

"Say, you were her lover for a week?" I joked.

"Come on, she is the founder of yuri culture, okay?!"

Speaking of this, the shameless dwarf city lord seemed to think of some bad memories. He squeezed out a toothache expression and asked: "In the end, deal or no deal?"

As an undead who has survived four hundred years ago, there is too much information about Wallace. If we only study her life by reading books, there will be a huge deviation from reality...

Accurate intelligence will play a decisive role in my future meeting with Wallace.

Therefore, the dwarf city lord's first-hand intelligence is very important.

"Tell me what you know?" I said.

"Which part do you want to know?" he asked.

"Her everything!"

I answered forcefully, "She is a person, her life story, her love life, and a whole series of information."

The city lord looked at me in surprise and said, "She seems very important to you?"

I smiled calmly and said without denying, "Everything a necromancer does is very important. Can you please stop talking nonsense?"

The dwarf city lord nodded slightly and recalled, "Wallace is a mirror of the times. She has a pair of business eyes and is extremely beautiful. She wears a blood-red headscarf in various forms and can turn useless stones into shining gems. She has two wives, one is a well-known noblewoman, and the other is a low-key and mysterious woman."

I laughed and said, "Why does your tone sound sour?"

The gentleman face of the dwarf city lord suddenly turned red, and he defended himself by saying, "The past is too painful to look back on. Those were all mistakes I made when I was young. Her beauty and demeanor are the type that people easily fall in love with at first sight. Even though she is used to hiding her identity, there are still countless people who like her. She is born to be a chic and romantic person."

I picked out some details to ask, "But you said she only had two wives?"

Lord Surut smiled and said, "Wallace seems to be very henpecked. Even though she has affairs with many women, she doesn't dare to add more family members. But it is worth noting that, as rumored, she really has a very strong possessiveness for all beautiful things. Before a certain limit, she will do everything she can to get what she wants."

"Sounds like she's a nice person with a few quirks?"

Surut said with admiration: "She is a good person, yes. She has enough power to keep her actions upright. Remember those stories during the Scourge of the Undead? She has two swords with different functions. The left sword follows the way of life and death, and the right sword understands the fate of freedom and bondage. She alone knows the power of two laws."

Life and Death…

Freedom and bondage...