Purple-red flames suddenly erupted on the coast, and the knotted muscles of the Vitra clan leader twisted and deformed in the firelight.
He let out an inhuman roar, the excruciating pain of regeneration and burning contorting his scar-covered face into a demonic visage, until he was dragged into the abyss.
Recalling that familiar special effect, Mil could probably guess...
The leader of the Sea Serpent Clan was either a Demon or someone who had sold his soul to the Abyss.
Why did they have to fight and kill?
Couldn't they just sit down and talk things over nicely?
It was just that during the negotiation, the Elf Clan happened to come to rescue someone, happened to shoot the person in charge, causing both sides to fight, then Lilith happened to show up with the Holy Flame Knights to help, and then the ship happened to sail over, and those brain-dead Elves pushed the things onto it...
Who wanted to steal your goods?
“Alright, now we’re murderers and robbers.”
As the ship sailed away from Aoleimaris Port, Lilith leaned against the deck with her arms crossed, her tone seemingly still a bit gleeful.
The Pope Knight, along with Alice, had boarded the ship and were currently bragging to the Holy Flame Knights about how moist the bunny girls hired by the Sharkfin family were...
The luxurious giant sailboat, facing the night and sea breeze, had its deck illuminated by glowing amber stones, creating a unique ambiance.
Mil glanced at Lilith and said,
“What exactly are you doing here? Following me?”
“Attending the auction, but I probably can’t now. The Church won’t award medals to looters, but I don’t think they’ll be sad about the death of a debtor.”
Lilith leaned against the railing and chuckled softly, her purple eyes glinting in the shadow of her hat. Attending the auction wasn’t exactly a lie; she had indeed used that reason to come here.
From the distant cargo hold came the cheers of the Elves and their whispered words of comfort, mixed with the drunken jests of the Pope Knight.
Mil, still harboring his wicked intentions, sighed, still pondering how he could avoid a loss.
First, drug the Elves, then ask the Demon Lord for an address and send them directly there to be imprisoned!
At this moment, the Elves, having rested, came forward one after another. The leading man, with a group of his clan members, knelt on one knee before Mil:
“Mil! On behalf of all the Elves of the Laurel Clan of the Tree of Creation, I thank you for your assistance! If not for you, we would probably all have perished here...”
Mil felt a bit speechless looking at these brave but reckless fellows:
“You only have these few people, and you wanted to rescue someone? You didn’t even plan a retreat?”
“Originally... a Cardinal from the Church promised to represent the Church and negotiate for their rescue, but he kept delaying. We could only act on our own. We had originally rented a cargo ship, but then the captain betrayed us... But no matter what, we could not abandon our Queen here!”
As they spoke, sadness and helplessness were evident in everyone’s eyes.
Upon hearing “Queen,” Mil’s gaze turned towards the nearly six-meter-tall large crystal...
He walked in front of the crystal and examined it carefully. Mil was not unfamiliar with the young woman sealed inside.
The Elf Clan’s hero unit would probably awaken in a few years.
The crystal emitted a dazzling light. The young woman inside the crystal wore a white dress, her eyes closed, and her hands spread out a golden magic array.
She was only slightly taller than Alice, but she had already lived for over a thousand years. Her light golden hair, slightly curled, cascaded behind her like waves.
Long eyelashes and a delicate face, yet she possessed an indescribable sense of majesty. She was a decisive and cold-hearted Elf Queen.
What enveloped her was not crystal, but solidified light, which stilled the surrounding space.
During the Holy War a thousand years ago, to save people besieged by Demons, she sealed an entire city.
The seal's range, centered on her, would gradually lift with the passage of time, but the closer to the center, the slower the lifting speed.
In her background story, as soon as she woke up, she found herself bound by a magic array, and all her clan members had become slaves to nobles.
Then came the classic counter-kill plot...
Mil was deep in thought when he suddenly noticed those emerald eyes staring at him...
He recoiled in fright, suddenly feeling as if he had woken from a dream, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.
Looking at the young woman in the crystal again, her eyes were still tightly closed.
However, Mil didn’t pay too much attention. Since she was an enemy hero, he naturally couldn’t let her return alive.
He found a secluded spot and opened the succubus book:
“Meridiana, I’ve captured a group of Elves here. I need to find a place to imprison them.”
“Lord, I’m afraid there’s no time...”
“What do you mean?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Mil suddenly felt a jolt, and then the ship docked.
The male Elf found Mil again and said reluctantly,
“Mil, we will always remember your kindness. Our clan members are waiting on the shore, so we must part ways now!”
“Ah? This... so soon? No, you... why don’t you have a meal before you go?”
Mil walked out of the cabin and saw hundreds of Elves holding torches, welcoming them on the shore...
Such precise timing?
Is this a honey trap?
They played accordions, sang joyfully, embraced in reunion, and shed tears of emotion.
The Elf maidens, smelling of morning dew, successively kissed Mil’s hand, offering words of blessing.
And before departing, the Elves surrounded Mil, placing a green crystal pendant around his neck:
“Mil, this is the crystal gem of the Tree of Creation. It’s a small token of our appreciation. Please accept it.”
Mil reluctantly accepted it, his mind finally somewhat at ease, and he waved goodbye to everyone with a stern face.
The sound of the crystal cage’s wheels disappeared into the depths of the jungle. The golden apple flag on the mast suddenly fluttered without wind, as if the gods in the clouds were scoffing mockingly.
...
Traveling by boat was indeed much faster than by carriage. The next day, as soon as dawn broke, everyone had already landed.
By noon, they had already returned to the Holy City and even made it for lunch.
However, Mil looked at the corrupted “Blade of Blasphemy” and felt that it was all worth it!
Upon returning to his room, he began to plan his next actions—
First, assist Diana in her escape, guiding her to find the true culprit...
Since the Erotic Enchantress was gone, there was no way to prepare the magic potion to sever her connection with the Holy Sword, making it difficult for her to truly be imprisoned.
But this wasn't important; the main goal was to make her feel despair and betrayal, eventually being consumed by the desire for revenge.
Of course, finding the true culprit wasn't about having her find him, but rather, as in the original plot, having her find Black Mage Ibon.
This blame must fall on him.
The rest would basically follow the original plot, and that would be enough...
Framed by the nobles and imprisoned, she escaped with the help of her teacher, but then caused her teacher’s death. She went with the Royal Knights to Ibon’s tower, where they were ambushed and annihilated.
She fought alone for three days and three nights, finally collapsing.
After planning the script, Mil opened the succubus book again:
“Miley, please convey my plan to Black Mage Ibon.”
There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a puzzled voice asked,
“Lord, why don’t you contact him directly?”
“All of the Demon informants in the Holy City have been arrested. How can I contact him? Alright... just remember to convey my exact words.”
After hearing this, Lilith was still a bit confused...
If the Demon God's Child had always been unable to contact Ibon, then how did they agree on the assassination of First Prince Otto and framing Diana?
...
On the other side, Ibon received Lilith’s message.
“So, the Demon God's Child means for me to design a trap to eliminate Diana, who possesses the Holy Sword? Oh... she also has a group of Royal Knights? Hmm... and I need to hold out for three days and three nights?”