Nine Hundred and Forty-Fourth, You Must Get a Powerful Elf

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——— Solomon.

The only male elf envoy known as the Demon Lord.

The existence of this demon king can be traced back hundreds of years ago.

After hundreds of years, although the deeds of the Demon King are still widely circulated, most people just regard it as a legend.

And along with this legend, there is another character who has been handed down.

Hundreds of years ago, the demon king who brought disaster to the continent was defeated, and she was called the existence of the saint who saved the world.

——Arecia? Edith.

Kill the demon king and save the saintess of this continent.

Areishia Spirit Academy is named after this saint.

And the weapon used by the saint who saved the world to kill the devil is also widely passed down as a famous legend.

That's what the world calls that sword.

———Slayer.

Some say that the sword is just an ordinary weapon.

Some people also said that the sword that can kill the demon king who has made the whole continent helpless is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary weapon.

Therefore, the most powerful statement is that the saint is also an elf envoy, and the Slayer she uses is the elf magic costume incarnated from the elf of this great elf envoy.

What is the truth, no one can give a definite answer.

Because, that has become a legend.

However, Freya mentioned it in the information given to Noah.

Enshrined in this shrine in the Elf Forest is the Slayer.

As for whether it refers to the sealing elf, or the sword used to seal the elf,

Then I don't know.

It is not even known whether this is true or false.

"Hey…"

A long distance away from Noah, Claire was still hiding behind a tree. To Noah. Some nervous and impatient voices.

"Do you want to go in? If you don't go in, give me the sealing spirit!"

Hearing Claire's words, Noah sighed.

Because Claire also made a request to conclude a contract with the sealed elves, Graves had no choice but to allow Noah and Claire to compete fairly.

After all, this sealed elf was only sealed in the elf forest.

No affiliation. It does not belong to the academy, nor does it belong to Graves personally.

As long as it is capable. Those are all eligible to compete.

It is because of this that Noah and Claire set foot on the road to come here together.

"Could it be that you won't be able to remove the barrier?" Claire said dissatisfiedly, but there was a little anxiety and impatience in her voice.

"In this case. Stay away and let me lift it!"

"No need." Noah sighed again.

"Enchantment or something. It doesn't work for me."

After the words fell, Noah stepped forward directly, and bumped into the barrier without doing anything.

"Buzz!"

The enchantment touched by Noah's body undulated and twisted like boiling water. Immediately, there was a sudden stagnation.

"boom----!"

It was like glass was smashed. The barrier that sealed the entrance of the ancestral hall burst open.

Seeing this, Claire's small mouth widened cutely.

Ignoring Claire, Noah's footsteps didn't even stop. Under Claire's watchful eye, he walked into the dark passage.

"Wait...wait for me!"

Claire hurried after her.

...

As soon as he walked into the ancestral hall, a dark and damp passage appeared in front of Noah.

In this passage, there is even a musty smell in the air, obviously no one has visited for a long time.

Noah frowned involuntarily, covering his mouth and nose lightly.

"It stinks...and it's dark..."

Claire, who was chasing up from behind, also covered her nose and mouth, and stretched out a hand towards the front.

"——Flame, light up the darkness—"

What came out of Claire's mouth was a blunt and incomprehensible incantation.

It was a language called Elvish.

During the spell compiled in Elven language, Claire's hand surged with a faint divine power, which turned into a small fireball, illuminating the surroundings.

That is the most basic flame attribute elf magic.

Noah couldn't help but speak out when he saw Claire using the flame-attributed elf magic.

"You can use both the flame-attributed elf magic outfit and the flame-attributed elf magic, so that proves that you have signed a contract with the flame-attributed elf?"

"Yes." Claire seemed to have lost her mind on Noah, raised her hand with a burning fireball, cast her eyes into the depths of the passage, and replied casually.

"Can't you?"

"Since you already have contract elves, why do you want to sign a contract with the seal elves here?" Noah asked in confusion.

"If I remember correctly, double contracts should be difficult to control, right?"

The so-called double contract, in simple terms, is to conclude a contract with two elves at the same time.

Although the power of elves varies from high to low, if the number increases, no matter how low the power is, it will become stronger, and it can also complement the weaknesses of the elves.

However, under normal circumstances, there is little benefit in making a contract with multiple spirits.

Because the contracted elves will interact with each other, resulting in the inability to exert their original power, and even cause the elf envoy's divine power to become unbalanced, making it impossible to use elf magic.

Without considerable talent, it is impossible to control multiple spirits at the same time.

Double contracts are already difficult to control, let alone more than double contracts.

Even Graves only contracted one elf, so the difficulty can be imagined.

Not to mention, the sealing elves are already difficult to control.

Coupled with the double contract, it is really not very wise.

In this regard, Claire's fiery red eyes began to flicker, and said in a deep voice.

"I must get a powerful elf, an elf that is so strong that I will not lose to anyone."

Just leaving this sentence, Claire ignored Noah and walked directly into the depths of the passage.

Looking at Claire's slender back, Noah scratched his cheek.

"It's true... no matter where you go, you can meet people with stories..."

...

Through the tunnel-like passage, Noah and Claire walked into the depths in silence, and finally saw the ancestral hall at the end of the passage.

Surrounded by rock walls.

In the vast open space of the ancestral hall, there is a road made of stones.

And at the front of the ancestral hall, there is an altar.

On the altar, a sword is engraved with very delicate patterns, and the whole body exudes a faint arc light. It looks old, but there is no wear and tear. The old sword is inserted upside down in a carefully polished sword. On the stone platform, the atmosphere was rendered extremely sacred.

Staring at the sword, Noah and Claire exchanged glances.

"I heard that most of the sealed elves are sealed in famous weapons or props, right?" Noah asked.

"Regardless of whether that sword is the holy sword that kills the demon king, the sealing spirit we are looking for is undoubtedly sealed in that sword, right?"

"That's right." Claire stared at the sword tightly, with a little nervousness in her eyes, but more of determination.

"No matter what kind of elf it is, I must let it obediently become mine!"

From Claire's words, Noah heard a sense of mission.

Then, Claire eliminated the fireball in her hand, looked straight ahead, and said to Noah.

"If you don't plan to make a move, then let me come first!"

"Greywas also said that we compete fairly." Noah said indifferently.

"You will start first, and if you fail, replace me."

"Don't worry." Claire took a deep breath.

"Here, there is no place for you to appear."

After speaking, Claire stepped forward and walked vigorously to the altar.

There was a dead silence all around.

Under Noah's gaze, Claire stretched out her hand, tightly grasped the hilt of the sword stuck upside down in front of her, and closed her eyes.

"———The proud elf sealed in the ancient holy sword, you should enshrine me as the Lord, sign a contract, and I will be your scabbard——"

When the chanting elf spell echoed smoothly from Claire's mouth, the hilt of the holy sword tightly held by Claire began to shine.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, in the vast ancestral hall, a gust of wind suddenly swayed in all directions around the altar without any warning. (To be continued.) Enable new URL