They recognized their feelings, but the knight had been reincarnated as a fox cub

Could it be that the feet are off the ground, the virus is shut down, and the smart IQ takes over the high ground? ?

"Speaking of which, your inspection should be over by now, Your Highness."

"Well, that's almost it." The inspection of the current situation of the snow elves was almost complete. Irene carefully took detailed notes and wrote down all the supplies needed.

Although Ceres doesn't do anything, she is responsible for the whole process.

"So, you will be returning to Sage City soon?"

"Yes." Irene looked at the setting sun outside the window. "Probably, we'll leave tomorrow morning."

"Thank you for your care these days."

"If there's anything we can help you with at the front line, just let us know."

"That's natural." Dale nodded.

Their patrol rangers did discover quite a few hidden enemy strongholds, but they were all small fry, so it would be an overreaction for Irene to step in.

At least on the surface, the front line has an absolute advantage, and Irene can't help much.

If all that remains in the Elven Land is really just a group of disorganized remnants, then the riots will soon be over.

Hope so.

Irene went all the way back to the church and explained the situation to Ceres.

"Your Majesty, we will be returning tomorrow."

"Return to Sage City?"

"Yes, go back to Sage City."

"........" Ceres didn't say anything for a long time and looked at the blonde girl who was eating oranges beside her.

"?" Fei'er didn't hear the conversation between the two. When she saw the other person's eyes turning to her, Fei'er also gave him a confused look.

"Do you want to eat oranges?" Fei'er picked another orange from the welcoming tree next to her and handed it to Ceres.

"Ms. Fei'er, we... Irene and I will be returning to Sage City tomorrow."

"Oh, I see." It is indeed time to go back. We have been hanging out outside for so long.

"Well, I wish you good luck and a safe journey."

Judging from Fei'er's tone, she had no intention of going with them. After all, they were just strangers, and after walking this distance, they would go their separate ways.

"............Are you interested in visiting Sage City?" Celeste asked tentatively.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in that place." Fei'er threw the orange peel away.

"Why? You have been to the Land of Elves. Perhaps there are old friends of yours in Sage City?"

"............" Fei'er stopped moving, and was silent for a moment before she spoke slowly. "You misunderstood, there are no old friends of mine there."

".........." Upon hearing this, Ceres' face turned pale, as white as a piece of paper. Her breathing was disordered, and she stood there as if she might fall down at any time.

Irene immediately stepped forward and supported Ceres.

"What's wrong?" Fei'er didn't understand. She didn't know what she had said wrong again and why the two of them were so startled.

"It's okay. It's just an old habit of my young lady." Irene didn't explain too much to Fei'er, but Fei'er could sense a hint of resentment in her tone.

What's the matter? ?

She indeed had no old friends in Sage City, and even if those who lived there knew her, they wouldn't welcome her. Why would she make herself miserable?

Fei'er tilted her head and thought about it. The people living in Sage City were either elders or the queen. She should be thankful that those people couldn't see her. Sending her away was like sending away the plague god. Why would she go there?

I don't know if it's chewing chestnuts, oh no, chewing oranges.

"Sorry, I lost my composure..." Celeste said apologetically, excused herself to Fei'er, and let Irene support her back to the house.

Although Irene tried to comfort Ceres all the time, Ceres wouldn't listen.

'There are no old friends of mine in the City of Saints.'

It turns out that in her heart, I am not even an old friend.

Not even counting the people she knew, she didn't want to see herself at all.

When she thought of this, Ceres felt her stomach cramp, and a physiological reaction made her feel nauseous.

At the same time......

Snowy North.

"Commander, the barrier of the Elf Forest has cracked again."

"........Ha." Sandil stood on the platform and sneered. "The final opportunity has finally arrived."

"Order the messenger to send a letter to the elves on the border, informing them that since the person who urged the drafting of the armistice treaty is no longer around, the treaty is invalid and the northern tribes will not recognize it!"

"At the same time, the army advances, taking all the elf captives, escorting 'that thing' into the Elf Forest and advancing to the Sage City!"

Chapter 135: 27~ Hug her and say I love you

"Your Majesty, if you care so much, can't you explain it to him clearly?" After returning to the room and helping Ceres to the bed, Irene couldn't help but say.

"She hates me so much, is there any point in explaining?" Serei, slumped on the bed, looked nothing like the proper lady she usually is. Her eyes had lost their luster, as if her soul had been drained out.

"Your Majesty, you can't continue to be so negative. Don't forget that you are responsible for the entire elf race!" If this sentence were given to a ruler of another country, it might just be a word of consolation, but to the elves, this sentence is not aimless.

If the Elf King suffers from a mental illness, it will bring disaster to the entire clan.

This situation rarely occurs in the Elf Kings of all generations. The Elf elders often interfere with and protect the heirs emotionally to prevent the heirs from being in a situation where they cannot get the love they want, which would further lead to mental illness.

In a sense, the love of the heir of Carnoline is both free and not free.

Freedom comes from falling in love with whomever they want. They can do whatever it takes to pursue that love, but the people they fall in love with are mostly chosen by the high elf elders.

It's just that something unexpected happened this time. The Elf King died early, and it happened to coincide with the war, which resulted in them having no time to find a good partner for the heir and cultivate their relationship.

In a sense, the elves had the advantage this time. By the time the war was over, it was too late for them to forcibly correct the distorted trend.

They were shocked to find that the root of love had already been deeply planted and a sapling had grown. If they were to forcibly pull out the sapling, the deep roots and the soil would be destroyed as well. Not only that, as time went by, the sapling grew bigger and bigger, and under the nourishment of negative emotions such as obsession and regret, it gradually grew into a towering tree, and, because of the nutrients, it successfully grew crooked.

No matter what this tree grows like, it has grown anyway, and it has grown very thick and strong, and it cannot be pulled out. If you pull it out forcibly, your heart will be uprooted along with it.

It is not clear whether it was fortunate or unfortunate that the elves survived the catastrophe of the war.

Although the war is over, it leaves behind endless hidden dangers.

You will reap what you sow, and bad causes will only produce bad results.

But..........

Her Majesty the Queen was not aware of this at the time. It was all decided privately by the elders. The war was undecided at the time, and she and the Queen were still busy with the aftermath. They were all kept in the dark. By the time they learned the truth from a guilty elder, it was too late.

Irene was also very upset at this time. She wanted Ceres to take the initiative to confess her identity to Fei'er and explain the cause and effect, but...

Judging from Serese's current state, she is full of decadence towards life, confused about the future, and looks like she has lost all desire to live. It is really difficult to get her to muster up the courage to do this.

Now I am still hanging on for a while, what if the answer I get is not ideal? What if Fei'er insists on her own ideas, does not want to forgive them, and does not want to have anything to do with them anymore? ?

If this is the result, it is better to maintain the status quo. At least she still has the opportunity and the qualification to sit next to Fei'er and talk to her as a stranger.

Just a simple greeting is enough.

She didn't want to get to the point where she couldn't even talk to her, even though it was already heartbreaking for her.

Celeste covered her saintly chest with her hands while breathing with difficulty. For the first time in her life, she felt the weight on her chest was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

The risk of revealing her identity now is extremely high, and she doesn't want to take any risk of her relationship with Fei'er deteriorating.

"............Your Majesty, becoming a stranger or being hated, which one do you choose?" Seeing that Ceres' eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, motionless, Irene asked with a complicated expression.

"............" Ceres reacted, but not much. She just raised her head and repeated it with a blank look.

"Being disliked?"

"stranger?"

Then, there was another period of silent silence.

Irene wanted to say something else, but at this time, there was a knock on the door.

Irene opened the door and found a snow elf guard.

"Sir, the clan leader has something urgent to discuss with you." The guard stated his purpose straight away. Judging from his expression, the situation seemed somewhat urgent.

"Got it. I'll go right away." They were leaving tomorrow, so why did Dale suddenly want to find her for something?

Irene had a bad feeling.

He rushed to the military headquarters and saw Dale with a serious expression.

"Your Highness Elf, is there another problem with Her Majesty the Queen?" The tone of this sentence was somewhat impatient and questioning. Irene could already foresee what had happened to make Dale, a person with nothing, so anxious.

"......Yes." Irene roughly guessed what the other party was going to say next.

We can tell that something went wrong with the Queen, and it must be because of the barrier. The only thing related to the barrier is an invasion by foreign enemies.

"The northern tribes took advantage of the chaos to attack?"

"......Yes, according to the information from the forest ranger, half an hour ago, the army of the northern tribe poured into the Dream Forest like a tide."

"And this. This was delivered to us by a ranger from the snow elf border forty minutes ago." Dale pressed a letter on the table.

When Irene opened it and saw that the signature was from Sandil, the leader of the northern tribe, she almost understood what the other party wanted to do.

Anyway, the armistice agreement is just a piece of waste paper, and doing so is undoubtedly overdrawing a country's credibility.

however.

Credibility? Are you kidding me? When did we tribesmen ever have such a thing as credibility?

We only know that whoever has the bigger fist will be the boss.

Apart from the power, everything else is bullshit.

It doesn't matter what reason they gave. They just want to tear up the armistice agreement. This is just an excuse. Even without this reason, they will find other excuses to achieve their goal.

"These barbarians are so brave. The current situation in the Fantasy Forest is still unstable. Aren't they afraid that the barrier of the Fantasy Forest will be restored halfway through their journey?" Irene frowned deeply.

Judging from the situation, the northern tribes are fighting desperately and have mobilized all the armed forces they can now mobilize.

Is that bastard Sandil just going all in? ?

Isn't he afraid of my Dream Forest?

Irene gritted her teeth.

The barbarian leader planned to take a big gamble. If he won, he would avenge his previous humiliation and gain fame. If he lost, he would be doomed and his life would be in danger.

I guess that guy is also very nervous now. He is worried that the single-plank bridge will collapse when his army is crossing it, and his entire army will be wiped out before his plan even begins.

But why choose this time?

Why didn't they send in the army before, but chose this time?

"It's too late. Where is Her Majesty the Queen now?" Dale stood up with a serious expression.

Dale felt it necessary to use drastic measures to cure the queen's heart disease.

"In the church...it's no use for you to go there now."

"How can it be useless? Didn't you say you've found a folk remedy to cure heart disease?" Dale clasped her fingers on the table.

"It's a little difficult to explain. To put it briefly, that folk remedy jumped up and hit someone, and Her Majesty was beaten by her."

“???” Isn’t your brief description too brief? ?

A rare look of confusion appeared on Dale's expressionless face.

"Is this a big deal? Can't you just put the recipe into Her Majesty the Queen's mouth?" Dale looked at Irene suspiciously.

In her opinion, this is the simplest and most effective way.

"Do you think I don't want to?" Irene hesitated. She had already confessed her guilt and chosen to forgive, what else did you want her to do?

"It's running out of time." Dale stood up, walked out of the office quickly, and rushed to the church on the first floor.

Irene followed behind, even though she knew that everything Dale was doing was in vain.