The black-gray glacier began to disintegrate, and only a few wisps of gray smoke remained in the humanoid armor scattered on the ground. The vast snowy fields of the Northland seemed to be silent again, and the stench of rancid air gradually dissipated.

"Evelyn, how are you?" Claude was at a loss, stroking Evelyn's back as she knelt on the ground.

Evelyn's face was so ugly that she gasped for breath and coughed uncontrollably. Claude seemed to see a few strands of gray hair growing at a visible rate in her hair.

"Your hair!" Claude exclaimed.

Evelyn swallowed, shook her head slightly, and said, "It's out of the way." It's just that..... The aftermath is just that. ”

"Yes......" Claude looked uneasy.

Evelyn smiled at the boy beside him and said, "Well, it's good to take a break." ”

Claude looked at Evelyn's eyes in disbelief, those deep eyes were as clear and gentle as ever, bloodshot but could not stop the intimacy. Claude's slight brow gradually relaxed, and the red-haired boy's face finally cleared from the rain.

"How did you find us?" asked Claude.

"The Glory Temple helped me open this portal. Fortunately, it was timely, and finally ...... Finally, there is no danger. Evelyn said.

"Danger or not?"

Sivir's interrupt was harsh, and Claude lowered his head, the smile he had just revealed replaced with a haze. Lucian hid to the side early, and the boy had not said a word since the beginning.

Evelyn looked at Claude for some reason, she didn't care what was said, but the teenager's mood change made her very incomprehensible.

"What's wrong?" Evelyn said to Claude.

Sivir walked between Evelyn and Claude, her skin covered in blood and mud. Evelyn didn't get up, but looked up at the seemingly disgruntled Lonellan woman. She read anger in her expression, almost hysterical rage.

"Is this called a thrill?" Sivir sneered and continued, "I came to the Northland for some reason, and Orgray died and became a monster, and Lonay was lying there with unknown life and death. Your name is Evelyn, right, is it only when there are corpses strewn all over the field that it is dangerous?"

Sivir's displeasure with Evelyn's words was palpable, not far from here, the horrific remains of the ghoul ghouls were not yet completely covered in snow, and even the glacier, a symbol of darkness, had not yet receded, and Sivir could not understand how Evelyn could turn a blind eye to them.

Evelyn's face was like the snow of the Northland, cold and unforgiving. Her voice was cold, and the words "nothing to do with me" were as biting as the cold wind around her.

"Bastard! unreasonable...... By the way, what are you?" said Sivir, even with a gesture of hostility. While there is nothing wrong with the rescuer, she also has no right to ask Evelyn for more. Only Evelyn's demonic form was deeply imprinted in her mind, lingering for a long time. Thinking of these, Sivir did not shy away from his confusion and dissatisfaction, "You, what is it?"

Claude shuddered, and he tugged at the corner of Sivir's coat and motioned for no further ado. Evelyn was as unfazed as ever, but the answer was noticeably slower.

The red-haired elf moved slightly, and after a slight temptation, she stood up in the starlight. She was much taller than Sivir, and the look down on Sivir who was originally kneeling down had completely reversed at this moment.

The blood-like pupils were coldly facing Sivir, and Evelyn took out a cloth from her red robe to wipe the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, and finally threw out four words.

"It's not about you. ”

"Oh, I'm afraid you don't dare to say it!" Sivir pressed step by step, leaving no room for anything.

"I know you're not from the Glory Temple, you're not even from Queen City, right. The magic you use is powerful, but it's also evil. Do you think we are all blind? Of course, I am grateful that you saved us, but I will be clear, you are only here to save him, you are not an apostle of the Light at all!"

"I never said I believed in the so-called Light of Cana. Evelyn replied lightly.

"And what's the difference between you and that demon?"

"Enough! Sivir!" said Claude, "Evelyn is not a demon, you are going too far. ”

"...... Sivir" learned the name of the Lonellan, and Evelyn thought for a moment, "I don't mind you saying that. Evelyn turned and walked towards the pile of "armor", or rather rags, scattered on the ground.

"Sivir, you're going too far!" Claude retorted, lowering his voice.

"You should know her better than I do, don't you have any aversion to this evil power?" Sivir didn't care, she didn't control her volume, but wanted everyone to hear. "I'm sorry, but I don't treat the evil ones equally. ”

Claude sighed helplessly, and he looked at Evelyn, who had her back to him, her torn helmet in her hands. He couldn't see her face, but Evelyn's calm rippled through Claude's heart.

Evelyn looked at the black helmet in her hand as if she was absent-minded, even though it was supposed to be buried deep underground—tattered, rusty, and an ancient craft that didn't belong to the Third Age, and the signs of dark magic were unmistakable.

"Evil forces...... Evelyn spoke into the air flatly, "yes, it's long gone." That's all I can do now, and how can I expect everyone to understand?"

Her voice was soft, and Claude and Xavier didn't hear it except for Lucian, who was crouching on the side.

Lucian didn't understand what Evelyn meant, he glanced cautiously at the elf beside him, and was about to walk away, but was stopped again.

"I remember you, you always seemed to be afraid of me. Evelyn said to Lucian with a blank face.

Lucian was stunned, forced out a smile, and said, "Ah...... No...... No, how could it be. ”

Evelyn smiled and said, "Actually, you were right to take him to the Glory Temple, I didn't figure it out before. The decision was good and suited to Claude. Perfect for. ”

Lucian was dumbfounded, he could hear every word clearly, but he couldn't believe that the words could come out of Evelyn's mouth.

The female elf's eyes were scattered, and she felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness when she stood on top of the pile of scrap metal. Her red hair flew up, obscuring her tired face. The red robe clung to her back in the cold wind, and the soft back was not approachable.

"Aren't you going to see the mentor?" said Evelyn again.

Lucian woke up from a dream, nodded hurriedly, and turned to run towards Lornais. As soon as he took a step, he seemed to think of something, and then he stopped and turned back to Evelyn, "Will you help her?"

Evelyn faced Lucian, but her eyes didn't know where to look. She shook her head slightly, "No." I won't. One thing the kid named Sivir was right to say, I wasn't one of the Light Elves, and I couldn't save her. ”

Lucian was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "No matter what, thank you for saving us." By the way or not, I think I still want to thank you. With that, the boy hurried to Lornais.

Lucian's words made Evelyn feel a warmth that she hadn't felt in a long time, even if it was fleeting. She thinks far more than her calm appearance, and no one talks to her. She turned to face south, staring silently into the distance, then her eyes closed slightly.

Snow-capped city walls, blue-gray stone brick training grounds, stone paths surrounded by layers, and towering spires and towers......

Atlantis, the city of kings. It has a magnificent name, but it has almost wiped out the entire Starlight Elf Clan. From the moment you stepped out of that gate, the road has led to endless darkness. There is no way back......

Thinking of this, Evelyn's heart, which was as calm as water, also swelled with microwaves.

Call...... Call......

At some point, the wind began to change direction, and Lucian and Claude carried Lornay to Orgray's body. Lornay's injuries were still too severe, and although Lucian didn't give up calling her name, the ultimate mentor's final reaction was nothing more than a faint shudder.

The trio mourned in silence for the bodies of Lornay and O'Gree, and their anger and grief eventually calmed down in the snow. They had no more words, and their tears had dried up. Evelyn still stood silently not far away, facing south. Waiting for the portal to open again was the only thing they could do right now.

"Let's go, let's go back. ”

Evelyn stopped meditating, and she had regained enough energy to connect to the portal. She walked over to Claude and the others again, and pulled out a brown book that contained techniques for leading to the ice-blue portal. Sivir seemed much calmer, but she turned her head away as Evelyn urged the teleportation spell.

Evelyn tossed the vellum book into the air after chanting a spell, and the book was suspended in the air with a dark yellow glow. It emits four strips of light, which slowly stretch towards the ground in pairs.

"It's finally over. Looking at the light gate that was about to take shape, Lucian couldn't help but sigh.

"How is that possible!"

Boom!

With Evelyn's exclamation, the cowhide book suspended in the air exploded with a piercing sound, and the portal that was about to take shape vanished. The shredded paper fell weakly, and even ignited a flame and turned to ashes.

Seeing this, everyone was confused, and Evelyn picked up the Starlight Sword again and turned away, staring at the pile of scrap metal that was still smoking, with a serious face.

The already calm pile of scrap metal began to gather an even stronger foul gas, which swirled upward, and the fire and ice and snow entangled around the black gas. The blue-purple nether light appeared again, and a human face appeared in the midst of it!

"Saqqara, she's not dead?" asked Sivir.

The storm grew stronger, and the biting currents created an atmosphere of terror far greater than before. Evelyn frowned, and judging from her reflection, the situation was extremely dire.

Evelyn's tone was very affirmative, but her words undoubtedly added to the gloom in everyone's hearts.

"No, it's not Saqqara...... This feeling...... Far more evil than her!"