On the barren grass, there was no sound around it, only the heavy breathing of a few elves kept ringing here.

When he saw the purple bird mark in Adier's hand, the eyes of the two elves in front of him couldn't help but open, and the female elves even placed their eyes on Sora even more obscurely.

Standing behind Rose and looking at the purple bird mark on Atir's hand, Sora's breathing gradually became heavier, and many thoughts flashed through his mind for a moment.

He was nervous, looked at Adier in front of him and said with a trembling voice: "Sir, may I ask if the clan emblem in your hand is......"

He did not say the following words, whether it was Adier or Rose, he could understand the meaning of his words, and the anxiety he brought in his words.

Rose also understood this in his heart.

As a well-known genius nearby and one of the heirs of her family, she also knows a little about the situation of the family behind Sora. It is said that she has declined so much now that she has been suppressed by the joint suppression of other nobles, and her life is very difficult now.

In this case, a formal wizard who is suspected to have some relationship with the Oris family suddenly appears, and its importance to them is self-evident.

"This badge was left by my mother."

After a while of silence, Adier finally told the origin of the badge under Sora's nervous eyes opposite.

This badge was something he obtained when he left the Fakus family. It is said to be a certificate left by his mother that year, representing her mother's identity in the Elf clan.

After entering the Wizarding Academy, Adier also studied the mark engraved on this badge and inferred that his mother should have come from a certain elves family.

Now it seems that the person in front of me is probably the real person.

"call···"

Hearing Atir's answer, Sora's originally uneasy mood disappeared instantly, and a feeling of excitement and excitement came to his heart, making him look at Atir in front of him, almost not knowing what to say.

"My name is Atir Fakus."

Standing in front of the two people and looking at the appearance of the two people in front of him, Adier's face was calm, but he just waved his hand quietly.

Everything in front of you began to change in an instant.

In the place where the two of them couldn't see, strands of mental power were fluctuating, and the originally intertwined net gradually dispersed, revealing the original real scene.

It seemed as if I had returned to reality from the illusory world in an instant, and there were crisp sounds of insects around me again, accompanied by the smell of blood.

Standing in front of Atir, they noticed that behind Atir, several figures were standing there quietly.

Those were the elves who had entered the wooden house before. They were all standing there blankly, their bodies motionless like statues, with only one palm of their faces filled with fear. At this time, all their eyes were looking at Adier, with extreme fear and awe in their eyes.

And beside them, several corpses fell quietly there, and a strong smell of blood spread from it.

Next to these corpses, a half-elf-like female knight in leather armor was standing there, holding a black long sword unsheathed in her hand, and it was still bleeding from it. It was Valana with Adier.

At this time, as Adiel unleashed the spell, the binding force field previously applied to several elves knights disappeared instantly.

After regaining their ability to move, they had no intention of rushing up to fight Atir. Instead, they looked at Atir in awe and walked behind Rose, even Kirk, the strongest of them.

Even after witnessing the previous conversation between Atir and Sora, they could not help but feel a little awe in their eyes when they looked at Sora, which made Sora feel an experience that she had never had before.

He glanced at the elves in front of him. Atir had no intention of getting along with them about the matter between them. He just looked at Sora in front of him and said directly: "Take me to your camp."

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At night, in a large manor, soft lights are still on.

In a small room, an old man was sitting there.

This is an old elf man who looks very old, with his white hair well taken care of. He is tied up at this time and looks very serious.

It can be seen that this old man should be very handsome when he was young, but the years left deep marks on his face, making his face covered with wrinkles and making him gradually old until his current appearance.

"well···"

He sat on a red wooden chair, holding a pen in his hand, looking at the instructions on the wooden table, and the situations that were more serious than each other, and couldn't help but sigh a little powerless sigh.

Touch! Touch! Touch! Touch!

At this moment, a powerful knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door. Someone was knocking hard outside, as if very anxious.

Listening to this voice, the old man was a little unhappy. He couldn't help but look at the powerful knock outside the door, and let the maid on the side open the door.

On the side, the maid carefully opened the exquisite wooden door, revealing the figure outside the door.

It was a middle-aged elf wearing a black dress with fair skin all over her body and looking very handsome. At this time, she walked into the room and looked at the old man in front of her, and said excitedly: "Mr. Andra, there is an emergency news."

Listening to his words, the old man named Andra subconsciously clenched his fists, and his emotions seemed to fluctuate: "Tell me, which trade route has been cut off, or is it that someone came to me again?"

He showed a self-deprecating expression on his face, and looked a little depressed at the middle-aged elf in front of him.

“None are…”

Looking at Andra in front of him, the middle-aged elf barely recovered from peace and said, "A family member has heard from a distance that a formal wizard holding our clan emblem was found at the border of the Clor family."

"What!!"

Hearing the word "formal wizard", Andra was stunned suddenly, and then her face suddenly became excited, and she grabbed the sleeve of the elf in front of her: "Are you sure? Is it the formal wizard of our family?"

“Not quite sure yet.”

When he was caught by Andra in front of him, the middle-aged elf was also excited, but he couldn't help but smile on his face: "The other party called himself Atir Fakus. Judging from his surname, he was not from our Oris family."

"However, according to the other party, the mother of this formal wizard comes from our family."

Speaking of this, he paused and continued to speak: "The leaders already know about this and are waiting outside now, just wait for the head of the family to go out for negotiation."

"Let them go to the living room and wait!"
Chapter completed!