Act 51 Dark Elf

"How wonderful it would be without war." Haruze couldn't help but whisper. His silver eyes quietly reflected the golden light hanging from the sky. Although the little prince didn't know what it was, he instinctively felt it all. It may have something to do with her teacher: "Miss Lesmeka, the black moon is broken, does this mean anything?"

Ms. Medusa seemed to be thinking about her own thoughts and did not react for a moment.

She looked at this wilderness. The dark land seemed to symbolize the lack of human habitation. Looking beyond the hills, she could only see deserted fields. A windmill stood alone on the top of a mountain in the distance, reflecting the Bear Lake area. With the flames soaring into the sky, the windmill's blades had long been rotted away, leaving only a bare frame, half of which had been torn apart by an unknown person.

It is hard to believe that this was once one of the most agricultural and prosperous areas in the empire. It supported the food consumption in the Cloak Bay and Anzeruta areas, but now the roads between various places have been cut off, and commerce and trade activities have long come to a standstill.

We still don’t know what kind of famine will happen in the empire this year.

Lesmeka couldn't help but think of her hometown. In the eyes of the underground people, the beauty there was no less beautiful than here, but it was gone now.

"Miss Lesmeka?"

"Um?"

"What's wrong with you?" Haruze looked at her with some confusion. He had never seen Ms. Medusa looking so distracted.

"Sorry," Lesmeka suddenly realized, she pressed the scales on her forehead and said, "I was distracted."

"What are you thinking about?" Haruze asked.

"I was thinking about those dark elves."

Lesmeka lied.

But it can't be said to be a lie. Around the middle of autumn, a dark elf clan came to the surface and established its own territory far away from Medusa's territory. They brought the long-lost news of the underground world to the underground inhabitants of the surface world - the demons had crossed the Ash Point and began to attack the area above the Great Hive.

Although Valhalla's fleet is sailing in the sky, it is not making teleportation jumps. In fact, people are still sent to the ground every day to collect nearby intelligence, firstly to confirm possible enemy situations, and secondly to replenish food and drinking water.

Of course, in today's barren land like Andzlova. Most likely there are more factors in the former.

Regarding the news about the dark elves mentioned by Lesmeka, the fleet had already inquired about it a few days ago. Others only regarded it as a conversation piece after dinner, but for Lesmeka it was of profound significance.

"Are you homesick, Lesmeka?" Haruze asked quietly.

"I have no home, Your Highness."

Haruze looked at her curiously.

Lesmeka sighed and explained: "I was once a slave of the devil. People who are treated as slaves have no home. We were expelled from our homes and lost what we originally deserved."

Haruze felt a little sad. He quickly said: "Miss Lesmeka, you may be able to ask the teacher to help you. He has defeated those demons before, so he will definitely be able to find a way."

Haruze showed confidence in Brando,

In his opinion, Brando is probably omnipotent, at least he has never let this student down.

Lesmeka glanced at the little prince and shook her head. She did have this idea originally, but until today, the death of the black moon meant the arrival of dusk, and she understood that the strange movements of the demons might come from this. If it were the end of the world, that young man and the Buga people wouldn't be able to change it.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but subconsciously press the pendant of the necklace on her chest.

But this is the time. The necklace vibrated slightly.

Lesmeka was horrified.

She raised her head, staring at the dark woods not far away with her prismatic vertical pupils, and shouted: "Who is there!"

A low cry of surprise came from the forest.

"Lesmeka, is that you?"

Haruze didn't know what was going on. He couldn't help but look around - the knights in the woods behind noticed the movement here and drew their swords and came closer. Then he saw Miss Medusa next to him. He froze there as if he had been struck by a petrification spell.

"Kaya?" Lesmeka asked tentatively.

A cheer came from the forest.

Then a girl holding a long bow and wearing a long cloak jumped down from the tree there, her hood folded behind her neck. Revealing beautiful long white hair and pointed ears in the moonlight - this is obviously an elf, but her body is much shorter than the average wind elf and silver elf. He has dark skin, and the sides of his straight nose bridge are slightly sunken into his eye sockets. It is a pair of eyes that sparkle like rubies, making people subconsciously think of some legendary vampires.

But there is no doubt that the opponent is not the undead, but the dark elves, the distant relatives of the elves in the underground world.

Haruze also didn't expect that Lesmeka had just mentioned these dark elves to him, and they actually appeared, and it seemed that this dark elf girl also knew Ms. Medusa next to him.

The moment the dark elf girl Kaya saw Lesmeka clearly, she couldn't help but let out a cry of excitement. She threw away her long bow and rushed over, hugging Lesmeka tightly. .

Ms. Medusa quickly stopped the knights who were coming up from behind, and then hugged the little girl. She seemed a little excited. She first held her face and looked at it carefully, and then kissed her according to the etiquette of Medusas. The other person’s forehead—Haluze has been with her for a long time, and he also knows that this etiquette is only used by the Medusas who are closest to them.

He couldn't help but glance at the dark elf girl curiously. Among the knowledge Brando taught him about Jogendigon, the dark elf was independent from the world. This matriarchal society had nothing to do with other residents underground.

Lesmeka and Kaya chatted in underground language for a long time before taking the latter's hand and coming to Haruze and introducing him: "Your Highness, this is Kaya. She and I are in the devil I met her in our slave camp and she saved my life several times.”

"Sister Lesmeka has also saved me several times." Kaya spoke with a clear accent. This dark elf girl actually understood the language of the ground. And the tone was very standard: "Hello, Your Highness, Prince of Humanity. Drokasha is protecting you."

Haruze knew that Drokasha was the Spider Goddess, but she was actually Martha. She was similar to the Dead Moon Goddess believed by the undead, but she was actually just a certain aspect of order.

"Hello, Miss Kaya." He nodded politely, and then turned his gaze to Ms. Medusa aside, obviously not yet clear about the current situation.

"Kaya brought news about the underground." Lesmeka understood what the little prince's eyes meant and quickly explained: "Didn't you ask before what the black moon's death means? Your Highness, that means dusk. 's awakening.”

"Ah!" Haruze was startled.

"Don't be anxious, Your Highness," Ms. Medusa waved her hand, signaling the other party not to interrupt her: "But the Dragon of Twilight seems to have lost contact with this world, and the demons have civil strife because of this. All this happened. Two months ago, Kaya and the others escaped at that time."

"Two months ago." Haruze remembered something: "Isn't that the first time we met the Dragon Queen?"

"It was about that time. The demons were still fighting against each other until a few days ago, which shows that there must be something wrong with the Twilight Dragon." Lesmeka said excitedly: "The Black Moon fell and died, but the Twilight Dragon Since he didn’t show up, maybe the rumor is true.”

"...What rumors?"

"The Azure Knight completely defeated it. If it doesn't appear after the demon tide ends, the demons will retreat to the Sea of ​​Chaos. Maybe we will have a chance to return to the Tip of Ashes." Ms. Medusa's voice She couldn't help but feel a little better. She clenched her fists and her eyes were shining. Haruze had never seen her like this before.

"Miss Kaya," he turned around and asked, "Is what Lesmeka said true? Is the Dragon of Dusk dead?"

Kaya shook her head blankly: "I don't know, but the demons have indeed begun civil strife. They stopped in front of the big hive and killed a sea of ​​​​blood in Jorgendigang. We took this opportunity to escape from."

She thought for a while and then said: "Your Highness, my people and I have nowhere to go right now. I heard that the empire may regain this place at any time. I heard Sister Lesmeka said something about you and your sister. I think I beg you to take us in temporarily, we will definitely be able to help you——"

"Ah?" Haruze was stunned. He knew that the dark elves who fled to the ground must not be just one or two people. Since they can be called a clan, they must be at least several hundred in number. Although the dark elves are a matriarchal society, they are brave and good at fighting. They not only compete for territory with other ethnic groups underground, but also fight with demons all year round. Their individual combat effectiveness is actually far better than their relatives on the surface.

These people are not only a force of great strength, but they may also be a trouble. His understanding of this nation is limited to what Brando told him, but he is not sure what the character of the other party is.

If these dark elves were aggressive, greedy, and ambitious, wouldn't he have brought trouble to his sister?

The little prince couldn't help but feel a little distressed for a moment, thinking that if the teacher were here, he would be able to make a decision easily.

"Your Highness," Lesmeka said suddenly, "promise her that the dark elves will not stay on the surface forever. When the demons recede, we will return to the Ashes. But before that, we can help you and Your sister is very busy."

Haruze rubbed his eyebrows sadly. This action was very much like his sister. If Brando were here, he might mistakenly think that he saw the 'little princess' he saw in the dream.

"Miss Kaya," he thought for a moment alone, imagining how Brando would deal with this problem if he were here, and then said: "Can you tell me more about the Twilight Dragon? What happened? "

Haruze decided to decide how to answer this question after confirming that the demon would return to chaos.

Kaya was stunned when she heard this question. She probably didn't think clearly about the connection between the two, but she reacted quickly and answered something almost subconsciously.

But the words were spoken too fast, and they didn't sound like the language on the ground, so Haruze didn't understand them at all.

However, the little prince did not understand, but Lesmeka did. Her face changed slightly and she subconsciously said: "Impossible!"

Unexpectedly, Kaya did not obey her this time. The dark elf girl shook her head firmly and said something again. Because she was talking to Lesmeka, she spoke a series of underground words.

When Lesmeka heard this, she had a look of shock on her face. She subconsciously put her hand on her chest and felt the necklace around her neck shake slightly again.

Then it suddenly began to glow and slowly rose from between the white cleavage of the Medusa lady.

Kaya stared at the pendant with burning eyes, as if she saw something extremely sacred.

…(To be continued)