As he waited, Ron casually flipped through the old notebook.

The flowers that were made into the specimens are still as bright as new, as if they can still smell the fragrance of nearly a hundred years ago.

After dealing with the Dragoncouncil and Elizabeth, Ron didn't immediately go to find the location of the elves, but decided to solve another matter first:

The owner of the "Elf Diary", it's time to return it to its rightful owner.

Through the chess piece Morey hidden in the royal capital,

It only took Ron a little over a month to find the place where the Elven Diary first appeared, and to find the source of its outflow.

It was Bill's home, the Earls of Liadon.

As for why such an important item ended up in a slave trader's room, Ron was unclear.

Maybe it's a series of unexpected changes that happened in between.

Through this discovery, Ron immediately thought that the Earl of Lieton was the big buyer of the slave market in the royal capital, and combined with Bill's hidden identity, Ron had a bold idea in his heart.

You must know that there has always been a joke with a little color in the astral realm - [Elves are eternal, one is eternal]

I won't go into detail about the specific meaning of this sentence

in a word

As one of the most famous immortal species in the astral realm, the lifespan of each elf can be comparable to that of the white dragon of the same class, and this characteristic is greatly strengthened after the elves reach the legend, almost immortal.

Between thoughts

Ron looked up perceivingly.

Looking at the young man who was getting closer and closer outside the window, the slender dragon eyes narrowed slightly.

"If things really go as I thought, that elven girl named Karan, she has not had a good time for more than a hundred years."

The female face Sphinx flies extremely fast.

Especially after the old king gave the order, all the soldiers defending the city regarded it as invisible, and it was faster when the road was unimpeded.

In less than a minute, she brought Bill, who was hundreds of miles away, to the gate of the Castle of Justice.

(The area of the royal capital of Ovia is about 145,000 square kilometers, which is about the size of a normal province, and only such a large city can accommodate the ancient behemoths to live in.)

"Go in, your lord is waiting for you inside, and I'm going to pick up another guest."

Before she had time to say more, the female Sphinx dropped Bill down and said a few words, and then hurried in the other direction.

There is no way, the time is tight, and the task is heavy.

Especially thinking that the other party may be an elf with legendary strength, even Lori Ortega, whose strength is close to that of a demigod, must be careful to deal with it.

At this time, Bill's expression had returned to normal.

He gently straightened the wind-blown and disheveled placket and took a deep breath.

"Squeak—"

Face Bill who pushes the door in.

Ron sat in the main seat, folded his hands, and smiled at the tear-stained young man.

The show is about to begin.

"Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

Ron reclined on the soft sofa and looked at the young man standing in front of him with great interest.

Bill pondered for a moment and replied in a low voice:

"Your Majesty Ron naturally has your considerations, but my strength is not worth mentioning in front of Lord Ron, I think only something important related to me will let the adults find me, right?"

"Very good."

snapped his fingers casually, Ron did not hide it, and said bluntly:

"That's right, it's your loved ones, so I need to know your thoughts and decisions."

At the mention of the word "loved one", although Bill has always been calm, he still can't help but tremble.

His voice nearly derailed, but soon regained its calm:

"What relatives? As far as I know, the only members of Liadon's immediate family are me and Earl Liadon. ”

But all of this was seen by Ron, and he easily saw through Bill's vacillation hidden under the resolute exterior.

Shaking his head and smiling, Ron decided to make this good show quickly go to the climax:

"Before we talk, I need you to meet someone."

"Who?" Bill asked.

"Your grandmother."

Ron smiled as if unintentionally, and he snapped his fingers lightly with his sharp dragon claws.

While Ron's words were still echoing in Bill's mind, a portal appeared in front of him.

Before he could react, he saw a scene that he couldn't believe.

"Click, click, click"

From the dark spatial passage, a series of footsteps full of rhythm and power were heard.

Soon, the legendary moon elf Tyrande walked out with a miniaturized female face Sphinx.

The proprietress of the Dragon Tavern was still so beautiful and elegant, dressed in silver moonlight, and exuding an inviolable nobility.

Tyrande's gaze ignored the other beings and fell straight on Bill, frowning and asking:

"Kahlan was by him.?"

According to Ron's agreement with Tyrande, when they met next time, he would bring news about her granddaughter.

But apparently, there is no second elf here.

Well. Half-elves are not elves, this is something that everyone recognizes~~

In this world, the purity of blood is of paramount importance to many people.

Ron remained silent and said calmly:

"He's not the one who killed your daughter."

In an instant, Tyrande's tears welled up in his eyes.

The point is not on the boy, but on the fact that the daughter is "dead" in Ron's words.

This sentence was like a final word, instantly piercing Tyrande's heart defense, her emotions collapsed instantly, and tears overflowed her eyes.

However, Ron looked at her, realized Tyrande's misunderstanding, and quickly cleared it up:

"Uh...... You seem to have some misunderstanding. I mean, your daughter isn't dead, she's supposed to be in the city. ”

Tyrande's movements froze, and then she was so excited that she could barely control herself, and she instantly moved to the young dragon and stared at him and shouted:

"What! Where is she! ”

"Before that, weren't you curious about his identity?" Ron channeled Tyrande's thoughts lightly:

"Don't you wonder why a young half-elf appeared in the human world in this era of elf extinction?"

Tyrande frowned, wiped away his tears, turned his head to look at the glazed Bill, then shook his head and turned around:

"Half-elf? But he doesn't have the special aura of a half-elf at all, otherwise I would have seen it at first sight."

Before Tyrande's voice fell, Bill suddenly interrupted her:

"Impossible! My mother died when I was born, she died in childbirth! ”

The interrupted Tyrande frowned, but turned around to find that Bill's face was pale at this moment, as if he had been drowned, and his tone was gradually out of shape, obviously his heart was not as firm as in his words.

Ron smiled at him:

"Oh? So who told you about this? ”

This question is like a key that opens the door to the sealed memories in Bill's heart.

He thought back to the past, the facts he had been told since childhood, his father's serious face, and everything he had accepted as truth.

"Your mother is dead"

"That door is dangerous."

"Never come closer"

Seeing that these two seemed to understand something, Ron took the opportunity to add another fire:

"I've heard that Liaden means "silver leaf" in Elven language, and it is also a blessing for children~~~"

Tyrande, who was on the side, was like a thunderbolt after hearing the elven language, and the whole person stayed in place.

"Bang!"

Bill's body seemed to be drained of strength, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped his whole body, and even the elves and dragons in front of him gradually split into two, two, and four, like a kaleidoscope in their line of sight.

suddenly

Bill, who collapsed to the ground, shuddered violently, like an electric shock, and slammed into his feet and ran frantically towards the door.

He was going to find the hidden truth, he was going to find the demon who had deceived him all along, to ask an inescapable question.

"Stop!"

Tyrande, who seemed to understand what was going on, cast an elven battle step, just trying to catch the other party and ask for an explanation.

But in the next second, a colorful young dragon appeared out of thin air and blocked between the two.

Ron gently blocked the anxious Tyrande.

The suspicious female face Sphinx tilted her head, and the situation of the scene was changing too quickly.

The new characters of the legendary Moon Elf, the Human Earl Father, and the Half-Elf Boy and the messy information make Lori Ortega feel like she's watching a live-action puzzle stage play.

Well. It doesn't feel bad, no wonder the owner loves it so much, and even directs it himself.

Quietly looking at Bill's departing back.

Facing Tyrande's puzzled gaze, Ron said with a faint smile:

"Don't worry, it's just the beginning."

The other side

A devastated Bill has no idea how he left the Castle of Justice.

Ignoring the screaming crowd and the panicked soldiers, he just instinctively used magic to speed up, speed up, speed up again!

His heart was filled with anger and confusion, and his body was like a leaf in the wind, propelled by an invisible force through the ancient cobblestone road between the Château de Justice and the Count's Court.

Unaware of how he had crossed every distance, the only thing he knew was that he needed an answer—a mysterious answer to his mother.

The half-elf power contained in his body was completely released at this moment, making him look like a ghost shuttling through the void, and the speed was so fast that the scenery behind him became blurred.

Like a beam of light, he became almost invisible again.

Leap over the castle walls, through forests and streams, until you return to the familiar earldom.

Those familiar buildings come into view.

In front of the dilapidated gate of the Earl's Court, the old butler, who had just regained consciousness, sat on a gravel, bandaging his broken ribs.

But the moment he spotted Bill's figure, he hurriedly stepped forward regardless of his injuries and looked at the depressed Bill worriedly.

"Young Master! Great, you're finally back! ”

The old butler's voice was full of concern and comfort.

But Bill grabbed the old butler's shoulders as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and his voice was full of urgency and anxiety:

"Grandpa Will, tell me, where the hell is Mother herself?"

The old butler's eyes were confused, but he soon awakened the memories of the past from the depths:

"The housewife gave birth to you as early as the night she gave birth to you."

"No, that's not right! That's fake! ”

Bill's voice was like thunder, roaring through the quiet mansion.

He shook his head desperately, his originally gentle black pupils were now filled with bloodshots, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames:

"My mother. Is she an elf? ”

"Young Master, you."

The old butler's expression froze instantly, and his gaze revealed a horror that could not be concealed.

There were no more words, and this silent communication was louder than any words.

Seeing the old man's dull gaze, Bill already had the answer in his heart.

"Whew-"

He lowered his head and slowly lowered his grip on the old butler's shoulders.

Bill took a deep breath and gently let go of the old butler's shoulder.

"I'm sorry."

Under the old butler's incredulous gaze, Bill's knife struck him in the neck with swift and precise precision, causing the conscientious old servant to lose consciousness again.

A legendary mage never means a bad physique, especially for a genius.

Thanks to the good education he received since childhood, even after putting down his staff and abandoning his magical powers, Bill is still a master warrior, and his blood and strength have never been buried.

Slowly lay the old butler flat on the marble floor.

Bill turned calmly and walked step by step towards the back garden of the Earl's Court.

The glow of magic shone in his hand, and a gorgeous epic wand floated into the palm of his hand, and was then held tightly.

It was a gift from his father when he rose to the rank of legend.

It was also on that day that the Earl of Lieton began to manipulate his "perfectly grown" son to start his breeding business.

"Ding!"

In the depths of the garden, a pale blue barrier shone with a mysterious glow.

This time, however, it didn't open the passage for Bill as usual, but instead hindered his progress, and more than a dozen figures of armed soldiers stepped out of the barrier, their bodies gray and cold, their eyes dull, and they were remotely controlled constructed soldiers.

The crimson core on the top of the construct's head can clearly teleport Bill's expression back into the sinful subdimensional space.

"My child, you don't seem to have taken back the enemy's head?"

Facing Bill, who had a calm expression, the leading construct-body soldier suddenly asked.

This is the machine that gives the voice, the indifference that has not withered under the merciless killing.

Bill nodded calmly:

"Well, because I have more important things to discuss with you, father."

Through the remote monitoring of the structure, Earl Lieton was keenly aware that this son's state was not quite right.

Careful for him, he narrowed his eyes like green beans, and his voice was dark and sly:

"Good son, I'm a little unwell now, so let's talk about anything here."

Hearing this, Bill's gaze rose upward, and a kind smile gradually appeared on his face:

"Is the final experiment going to be here too?"

Looking at the hesitant appearance of the constructed body, Bill changed his gaze as if he was about to eat people just now, and his expression became kind and soothed again, and said:

"Don't forget the contract between us, it's only a few hours until dark, and by the moment dawn the contract will be null and void, father."

Listening to Bill's words, Earl Liadon, who was hidden inside the subspace, couldn't help but ponder.

Earl Liaton hid in the depths of subspace, listening to his son's words, an indescribable emotion rose in his heart.

Considering the importance of Bill's bloodline, he was pretty much the only one who could choose.

The most important thing is that he no longer has the ability to create such an excellent offspring.

After a moment's hesitation, Earl Lieton decided to let Bill in to complete the final experiment.

Anyway, he is also his blood father.

Besides, with his own understanding of this child's character, how could he not come up and make such an operation before he knew the truth, right?

As long as he coaxed Bill into the secret room, under the control of the high concentration of "Lust Mist", even the legend could only be slaughtered by himself

Count Liadon, who felt that he was foolproof, immediately made a decision, directly opened the passage between the subplane and the outside world, and said with a smile:

"You're right, come in, my dearest child."

Looking at the black passage that slowly opened in front of me.

Bill calmly approached the open space passage, and without hesitation, clenched his wand and stepped into the illusory door.

After the familiar sense of reversal of heaven and earth, Bill slowly opened his eyes.

However, instead of the glass cultivation chambers, a familiar gray-yellow passage appeared in front of him, and the wooden door at the end of the passage.

"It's."

Bill's heart shuddered nervously.

This was the site of the final experiment he had almost opened, and he had roughly guessed what was inside that door.

Soon, the voice of the Earl of Lieton also sounded in his ears at the right time:

"Truly, in order to save time, I will directly help you to the last floor, no need to thank me, my good son."

"Damn."

Bill gritted his teeth, and instantly understood what the father was thinking - the other party was afraid that he would die together, so he directly used the space permission to send him to the experimental site to prevent the opportunity for the two to meet.

As for why you didn't send yourself straight through that door, it must be because it was full of restrictions and traps.

Thinking of this, Bill couldn't help but clench his staff.

A trap so powerful that even space forces can't influence it

But he had no choice, and the fate of breaking the contract was no different from death.

The most important thing is that you can't die now!

Because, the guy who called himself "father" in human skin is still alive!

And his own mother may be alive

He had to keep his strength up, and at least until he killed the demon who called himself "Father", Bill knew he couldn't die easily.

One step, one step.

He slowly came to the door, trembling, and slowly took out the key with the red rope from his chest.

On the opposite side of the door, what exactly will it be.

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meanwhile

There was also a group of uninvited guests outside the Earl's Court.

Ron stood in the sunlight, his deep eyes scanning the mansion, sniffing the traces that remained in the air.

The demigod iridescent dragon's perception is incomparably powerful, and it can even catch the faint changes of spatial fluctuations, including the subtle smell that leaked from the subspace just now.

Sniffing carefully at the remnants of the air, Ron's expression suddenly froze, and then a burst of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face:

"I thought it was just an interesting ethical drama, but I didn't expect that there was a believer in this subspace."

The crowd behind him looked at the ecstatic iridescent dragon in bewilderment, but the latter didn't explain anything.

"Really."

Ron took a deep breath and closed his eyes, as if savoring something.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an almost hideous smile:

"Great!" (End of chapter)