“It’s here!” Blour and Sally arrived at the large courtyard. There were large footprints as wells signs of explosions and battle that could be seen in the courtyard. Magic waves and a scorching aura remained in the air, clearly indicating that a fierce battle had just taken place.

  Blour and Sally both wore wary expressions. They were still unsure of whether there were more powerful demons in this hunting party, and from the signs of the battle, it appeared that the ones who had stormed the courtyard were no less powerful than they were. They weren’t sure if this third party were friend or foe, so they had to be careful.

  The two of them slowly approached the courtyard with their wands clenched tightly in their hands, ready to unleash spells at a moment’s notice.

  “Whoosh!”


  Blour unleashed a flare spell, and a white ball of light exploded, lighting up the entire courtyard.

  “Huh? What’s this?”


  Blour and Sally had already prepared themselves for battle, only to be stumped by the sight of rucksacks strewn throughout the yard. The large rucksacks were clearly all full, and an occasional groan could be heard coming from within them.

  “Why do I get a familiar feeling from this place?” Sally’s brows furrowed with confusion. The battle here had just concluded not long ago, and nothing remained aside from these rucksacks.

  Blour opened a few rucksacks to check their contents, and his brows also furrowed with confusion. “There are demons and orcs in here! These guys should be members of the hunting party, but they’ve been knocked out. Who could have done this?”


  “Tie them all up first, then see if there are any other places that they can hide. They can’t have gone too far, and we haven’t found any of the captured elves yet.” Brandli was panting slightly as he issued those instructions. As a magic caster, his physical fitness was slightly lacking.

  “I can hear something from that direction!” Sally listened in silence for a moment before pointing at a certain corner in the courtyard.

  “It’s an underground cellar! The elves could be there! Let’s go down and have a look!” Blour quickly rushed over to that corner, where there was a passageway leading downward. The wall showed signs of being scorched, yet he didn’t hesitate in the slightest as he descended.

  Sally looked at Blour with a complex gaze before also jumping down into the passageway.

  “Station a few people outside. Everyone else, come with me. We can’t let any demons or orcs get away.” Brandli also jumped down into the passageway with his wand in his hand and a wary expression on his face.

  The demons and orcs in the underground cellar had been taken care of. Amy dispelled the Ice Soul Lotus in the air, and the temperature gradually returned to normal. With the effect of the scorching heat radiating from the lava demons, the elves who had been frozen solid quickly regained their mobility.

  They looked around at their fallen tormentors with blank expressions as if they were still struggling to comprehend what had just happened.

  “You’re all free now.” Amy stepped forward with a joyful smile.

  Her words exploded like a clap of thunder in the minds of the elves, and their eyes widened in unison. A myriad of emotions that they had not experienced for what felt like an eternity welled up in their hearts, and they erupted into raucous cheers.

  Some elves wept for joy, while other elves embraced each other. After suffering through countless torment, they had finally recovered their freedom.

  Many of them turned to Amy with gratitude, admiration, and even…… a hint of reverence!

  “Isn’t that what Princess Irina had said when she had rescued us? Nothing has been heard about her for over three years, but is there finally someone who’s going to save us in her stead? This little girl is a prodigy!” An elderly elf stared at Amy with a scorching gaze.

  Even though she appeared to be quite young, the fact that she was able to unleash such a powerful spell at her age made her worthy of the title of a super prodigy. If she really wanted to dedicate herself to freeing captured wandering elves, it wouldn’t be long before she forged a reputation that was just as brilliant as Princess Irina’s.

  The scene of Amy using her magic to immobilize everyone was absolutely stunning. Many of the elves had also realized this, and were looking at Amy with a fervent light in their eyes.

  Amy is so powerful! Anna was also staring at Amy with wide eyes. They were both only little girls, so why was she so exceptional?

  She turned her attention to the freed elves, and a smile appeared on her little face as she murmured to herself, “If Grandpa could see this, he would be really happy as well, right?”


  Mag silently stowed away the brick in his hand. It was a weapon that could be used interchangeably between three modes. The edges presented 1.5 times damage enhancement, while the corners could deal twice the damage. Bricks were a must-have weapon for travelers, and had many uses.

  At the same time, they were very portable, and could ensure speedy attacks. They could also be hurled as long-ranged weapons as well.

  Even with the advancements in military technology, the brick was still considered to be the go-to weapon for many minimalist travelers.

  At least, this was what Mag was trying to convince himself of after spending a copper coin to purchase this brick from the system.

  A smile appeared on Mag’s face as he looked at the reverent expressions directed toward Amy on the faces of the elves.

  If half-elves wanted to receive acknowledgment from the entire Norland Continent, then they had to start by securing the approval of the elven race first. It would be unrealistic to expect the dogmatic views of the Wind Forest to be changed in the immediate future, but the wandering elves were a different story. In their eyes, anyone who could protect and rescue them was worthy of their reverence and praise.

  That was a blueprint that Mag was unfurling today. If these elves could return to the Wind Forest with dignity one day, perhaps their attitude would be able to influence the entire elven race.

  This was very important. Of course, Amy’s happiness was even more important.

  And indeed, Amy was very happy to see so many pairs of admiring eyes and to receive so much gratitude from the freed elves. She had never been praised and thanked by so many people at once in the past, and it meant even more to her as those genuine words were coming from elves.

  “No need to thank me. I only defeated some bad people. It was Big Sister Anna and her grandfather that led us here.” Amy waved her little hands in a slightly overwhelmed and embarrassed manner.

  “Anna! Boss Mag! And Amy!” Blour’s surprised voice suddenly sounded from behind them.