The flames on the bodies of the lava demons lit up the pitch-black underground cellar. There were unconscious demons and orcs strewn all over the ground, as well as elves with tattered clothing celebrating their newfound freedom. Aside from them, there were also Mag, Amy, and Anna.

  Blour was very surprised to see this. It appeared that they were already late to the scene, and that all of the elves had clearly already been successfully rescued by Mag and the others. Furthermore, from the grateful and reverent expressions that they appraised Amy with, it could be presumed that she had played an instrumental role in the rescue mission.

  In contrast, the sight of the wounded and disheveled elves who had been locked in cramped cages dealt a heavy blow to his heart. He had heard rumors about them back in the Wind Forest, but seeing them for himself still made his soul tremor in shock and fury. The rage surging through his veins made him want to kill all of the unconscious demons and orcs on the ground!

  “Boss, Amy!” Sally was also quite surprised to see them. She didn’t think that she would encounter them here, and was even more shocked to see that they had already successfully rescued all of the captured elves. At the same time, she finally knew why she had been struck by a familiar feeling earlier – it was due to the fact that she had sensed the auras of the lava demons.

  Her gaze then fell on the elves who had been stuffed into cages like animals, and her brain went completely blank. There was only an incessant ringing sound in her mind as she took in the scenes around her. What was most difficult for her to swallow was that the ones who had inflicted this torment upon her brethren were the so-called noble elves in the Wind Forest. They had done so just to satisfy their own greed and desires.

  Furthermore, she was one of them. She had enjoyed all of the benefits that they had during the past two decades, and she had once made it her target to convince all of these wandering brethren to return to the Wind Forest.

  She had never detested her identity so much before. She hated the elven laws that she had once regarded as a sound and appropriate set of regulations.

  Beneath the grandeur and lavish lifestyles enjoyed by those from the major families, there was a dark underbelly that made her want to throw up. How demented would someone have to be in order to ally themselves with their enemies so they could reduce their own brethren to slaves?

  “Boss Mag?” Brandli had also arrived on the scene with the Gray Temple investigators. He caught a glimpse of the scenes in the underground cellar, and a furious expression also appeared on his face.

  All of the elves backed away with wary expressions at the sight of the newcomers, particularly when they saw Blour and Sally. “Big Sister Aisha, Big Sister Xixi, you’re late.” Amy giggled joyfully as she turned to look back at Sally and Xixi. She then turned back to the elves, and said, “Don’t be scared; they’re not bad people. Big Sister Aisha and the others are also here to rescue you.”


  “Looks like Boss Mag and Little Amy have beaten us to it. You are today’s heroes.” Blour’s emotions were quite conflicted. He was relieved that the elves had been rescued, but also quite ashamed that someone had to do his job in his stead. However, he was still happy overall that the elves had been saved. He had been concerned that they would be transported elsewhere or put through even more torture, but the situation was clearly much better than what he had anticipated.

  “Anna asked us to come here. She recalled the way to the base, and as the situation was quite urgent, I could only ask Sargeras and his companions for help. All of the demons and orcs have been taken care of, but the elves are all carrying injuries. Perhaps you can help us treat them.” Mag explained the situation to everyone, and intentionally downplayed his own contribution to the rescue mission.

  “Hehe, Amy did all of the work. We just tagged along for moral support.” Sargeras chuckled bashfully.

  “I am Brandli from Chaos City’s Gray Temple. The Gray Temple is taking this matter very seriously, and will provide all of you with the assistance that you need. If you would like to go to Chaos City, I can provide protection on the trip there.” Brandli stepped forward, and instructed, “Get the elves out of the cages first. Everyone skilled in healing magic, come forward and administer treatment to the elves.”


  Amy’s explanation and Brandli’s words soothed the frightened elves. The Gray Temple personnel smashed open the locks on the cages and rescued the imprisoned elves. The magic casters who were skilled in healing magic immediately began to administer treatment, but progress was very slow as most of them weren’t very powerful, and there were over 100 elves in the cellar awaiting treatment.

  “Madam Aisha, are you alright?” Xixi made her way over to Sally with a concerned expression at the sight of her pale features.

  “I…… I’m fine.” Sally returned to her senses, and shook her head with a blank expression.

  “Looks like they’ll need our help. Some of these elves are very severely injured, and there are a lot of them too. I won’t be able to handle the situation on my own.” Xixi turned to the elves with a sympathetic look.

  “I……” Sally turned to the injured elves with a painful and conflicted expression as she thought to herself, They became like this because of me. What right do I have to help them and accept their gratitude?

  “I’ll leave you to it, then.” Xixi looked at Sally with a meaningful expression before making her way over to the injured elves. She and Lulu had traveled the Norland Continent for several centuries, so she had some knowledge of these events.

  Blour looked into Sally’s eyes with an earnest expression, and said, “During the years that the princess was away from the Wind Forest, she destroyed many hunting parties that targeted our elven brethren, and rescued countless captured elves. Under her watch, there were virtually no demons or orcs that dared to touch the wandering elves on the Norland Continent.”


  A flash of light seemed to have appeared in Sally’s eyes, clearing away the conflict and confusion within. She turned to Blour with renewed focus, and nodded firmly as she said, “I agree to your proposal from last night.”


  After saying that, she quickly strode over to an elderly elf who was lying on the ground. After a brief conversation, green light hovered out from her wand and fell on the wound on his chest. The wound quickly healed, and color gradually returned to his face.

  Things went smoother than I expected. She really is a good girl, although still not as good as me, of course, Blour thought to himself as he looked at Sally darting around from one elf to the next busily.

  With the inclusion of Sally and Xixi, the rate at which the elves were being healed sped up significantly. The elves with more severe injuries were prioritized, while those with only light injuries were led by the Mag and the others out of the underground cellar.

  “Phew.”


  After returning to the surface, the night was still pitch-black, with only the stars and the moon providing any light. However, the freed elves still heaved long sighs of relief as they breathed in the fresh air outside. Many of them began to sob uncontrollably.

  “Are you seeing this, Grandpa? They’ve been freed……” Anna murmured to herself as she looked up at that bright star in the sky.