Looking at the beautiful and trembling appearance, the mage in black robe frowned in doubt.

Elf?

No, although she looks very similar, she does not have the sharp ears of an elf.

No matter how many generations the mixed blood between the elves and humans are separated, the pointed ears will not disappear.

But the woman in front of her does not have the ears unique to the elves. Could it be that she is really just a human, or... a foreigner with a human appearance?

And... he actually told his identity as soon as he opened his mouth. It seemed that he was coming to find fault with him, not as simple as passing by.

As one of the members of the Dark Comparison, Kram is the youngest elder in the regiment and one of the few great wizards. He is currently ordered to go out to inspect nearby villages.

I heard that a dragoon from the Church of Light recently was active outside the royal city, specializing in killing the dark followers. The leader of the regiment believed that this was a conspiracy between the Church of Light and Farian against the dark followers, so he was sent to investigate.

But unexpectedly, the Church of Light was not found, but encountered several strange outsiders.

The night elves are a clan with high self-esteem. They are not inferior to the dragon clan, and they will not join forces with humans or orcs. In their opinion, these low-level species are cowardly and dirty creatures and will sooner or later be eliminated.

What exactly is the reason for the arrogant night elves to companions with humans and orcs...

"Can you answer a few questions from me, mage?"

Although it was in the tone of request, the commands contained in it that could not be ignored made Cram feel disgusted. In the past ten years as a dark mage, he has never been ordered in such a tone.

He waved his hand to rush into the room, hoping to teach these foreigners who were not afraid of the dark followers.

"Oh..." The red-haired woman reminded everyone with a smile: "Have you forgotten something?"

Oops! That night elf!!

Then I remembered that I had forgotten the night elves standing beside me. Anger made him make a mistake. Realizing this, Kram immediately changed his strategy. While opening the flame barrier to protect himself, he also asked the bandits to change the target of the attack to the most dangerous night elves.

However, the action seemed a little late. As the moving shadow rushed out of the hall of the Reed family, it also brought out the bandits who rushed into the house first.

Are magic weapons... they are really troublesome characters.

Seeing the corpse lying on the ground and the two swords that emitted a strange aura in the hands of the night elves, the calmness on Kram's face disappeared, replaced by a nervous expression.

The night elves with magic weapons, of course, are nobles.

Killing the Night Elf is a terrible move in the Eastern Continent. It will not only be pursued by yourself, but also your own family will be implicated. If you kill a nobleman, it may cause the anger of the entire Night Elf, and even affect all your relatives and friends.

Should I kill this night elf?

The commander did not say that he wanted to kill the night elves. His target was the dragon cavalry of the Light Church.

Besides, the dark scroll I have only worked for the Light Church and will not cause any harm to the night elves who are also part of the dark clan.

But……

Seeing the more and more corpses on the ground, Kram decided to let go.

Judging from this situation, he will not let me go. Instead of being killed, I might as well start first.

Just as Kram was about to use spells to stop the night elves from continuing to massacre against his men who were obviously inferior to his. With a "swoosh!", a long arrow with frozen gas penetrated his protective flames and nailed them to the soil at his feet.

"Don't move around, it's very easy for the bow in my hand to shoot through your barrier."

Turning his body that had become a little stiff due to the arrow, Kram turned around and saw the woman with an elf-like appearance looking at him with a obviously sarcastic smile. He was holding a twisted wooden stick in his hand, and an arrow with a silvery hair like the night elf resting on the stick, emitting a bitter cold.

Magic arrows!!

Is the Demon Bowman? Now that's bad, I'm meeting the most difficult opponent...

The Demon Bowers are the enemies that mages fear the most. Their far-reaching and accurate attacks can not only break the mage's barrier, but also cause fatal threats.

Finding that his spell was restrained, Kram slowly moved his arm and tried to take out the teleportation scroll he carried with him. He was about to leave here first and find two other companions patrolling other villages.

"silence."

When he noticed the mage's actions, a woman dressed in a noble costume immediately whispered to the mage who was planning to use teleportation spells.

Quoting?

Not the Demonic Bowman, but the Priest?

Kram, who was unable to speak due to the silence technique, quickly turned his helpless eyes to his subordinates, but was frustrated to find that no one noticed his situation at all, because the bandits were unable to protect themselves, so there was no time to notice the changes around him.

Although the number was superior, the bandits who were far less powerful than the night elves joined forces and were still unable to deal with the enemies dancing in the encirclement.

Waving the double blades in his hand, every turn and every turn of his wrist, a companion would die. The bandits roared in fear and frenzy, and they would not be able to survive without killing this guy who was as terrifying as death.

With such belief, the bandits attacked frantically, noticing that the mage had been captured.

Those fools saw that my situation was wrong, wouldn’t they save me first? Without my help, they wanted to deal with the night elves? Just kidding, these fools, save people!!

He was about to signal his subordinates to rescue him first, but what happened next surprised Kram again.

The woman who had just cast the silence spell on her was moving her feet step by step, not caring about the scorching flame that had burned the ground black.

As she approached, the beating flames quickly extinguished like withered flowers.

It actually...it actually broke my barrier so easily.

Seeing the woman who put down the strange wooden stick in her hand and traveling through her protective barrier as if walking on the ground, Kram was shocked and realized that the other party was not a magic archer at all, and of course he was not an ordinary priest.

Without using any spells, the protective barrier of a middle-level mage was lifted... What a terrible ability? Is she really a priest? Or a priest... No, ordinary priests originally do not have this ability. Although priests and priests are absolutely strong in divine art, the control elements are the domain of wizards.

She is a mage, and she is also a very strong superior mage.

As a median mage, if I want to surpass me in elements, there is only a superior mage with stronger elemental power. Just like the dark mage who has lived for hundreds of years, the elements he has made all the dark mages who have seen him envious and feared.

The person in front of him was also. Although he did not release the elements and magic power on his body, the suppressed strong density magic magnetic field made Kram even more scared. Although this strength was different from that of the Black Magician, it was both equally powerful.

In the Eastern Continent, there is only one other than the Black Magician who has such powerful abilities.

With a very confident expression, he took off the mage badge on Kram's chest, and the black Lomba tree badge of the Dark Follower made the young and beautiful woman raise the corners of her mouth again.

"It's true that it's a member of the Dark Comparison, enough, Sistale. Let those poor gangsters go, we've caught this guy, there's no need to kill them again."

"Okay, I have no interest in killing these humans who have almost no resistance." No longer looking at the remaining bandits, the night elves turned around and returned to their companions.

Seeing that his boss was captured in an instant, the bandits who were still alive all ran wildly. Whether they really wanted to let them go or not, they ran away first, life is more important than anything else.

"Okay, all the people in the way have left, you can concentrate on answering my questions."

"It's you... Although his appearance is different, I know it must be you. It's still not changed. unnecessary killing has always been your motto." Kram's words made everyone focus on him.

"It's the same as before, Moya."

"Ah...he knows you."

"Shut up!"

As soon as the bard spoke, he was so scared that he covered his mouth by the obvious unpleasant voice.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the dark mage who had no advantage or escape, the night elf priest who had changed his appearance could not think of what he knew or saw this person.

"I can't recognize me anymore? No wonder, I was a child when I left Grig...I'm Dussel."

"Douseus..." Indeed, after a closer look, the face did overlap with another almost forgotten look in my memory.

Only then did Moya remember that there was indeed such a person.

Thirty years ago, in the cold winter, Grigg Prison sent a group of nobles from the Southern Continent, charged with treason.

In the family, Moya is the youngest person who is the most memorable. He was a boy with resentment and unwilling eyes. After hearing about the descendants of the noble who were betrayed like him, Moya took the child into his own protection and secretly taught him some simple dark spells.

This boy named Dussey is very talented and has almost taken much time to master the most basic spell knowledge.

Later, in the thirty years of pardon, Duchess was granted the pardon from the new pope because of his young age. Since then, Moya has never seen this boy whose magical talent is second only to Batuya.

Unexpectedly, when we met again after 30 years, he not only became an evil dark mage, but also a hostile relationship.

"As my first magic teacher, I respect you very much, the high priest. I think maybe we can make a deal, for you, this is exactly what you are desperate to get."

"I need it urgently... Let me tell you, even if you were my disciple, you cannot change our current hostile relationship." After pondering for a moment, Moya decided to ask first whether her first student really knew what she wanted most now.

"Dark Follower, you don't want to completely put this mage group into your own hands and make it another piece you can deal with the Church of Light. Is my guess right?"

"Very good, Dussel, you are still as smart as before. Congratulations, you can continue to live, but don't let me find that you have no value in use. In that case, your life fire will be extinguished. You should know that I'm not joking. In your mind, you should understand the meaning of these words. OK, don't waste time and tell me all the news you know about the Dark Follower. You shouldn't come out alone, and other companions will come here to find you in person if you haven't appeared for a long time. I don't want to alert the Dark Mage before sneaking into the city, which will be of no benefit to me."
Chapter completed!