Anna sat on the bed as she stared at the stars in the sky, and worriedly asked, “Amy, do you think Uncle Mag and Big Sister Irina are able to get Big Sister Shirley back?”


  “Believe me…… they definitely…… can……” Amy tried to answer Anna sleepily as she sat next to her, and put her head on Ugly Duckling.

  Ugly Duckling also looked up, and sleepily answered, “Meow~”


  “But, why are they still not back yet?” Anna asked again worriedly.

  “Roast duck…… roast duck’s leg is so delish…… heehee……” Amy bit Ugly Duckling’s head and revealed a mysterious smile.

  Ugly Duckling, who was drowsy initially, suddenly widened its eyes, and slowly turned around to look at Amy fearfully.

  Anna turned to look at Amy, and then got up to lay her down on the bed with resignation. She covered her with a small blanket, and then dimmed the lights in the room before going back to sit by the window. She continued to sit in a daze with her chin laid on her hands and waited.

  She didn’t know how long she had waited.

  “Anna.” Blour opened the room’s door, and saw Anna sleeping by the window. His eyes reddened instantly.

  Anna seemed to be awakened by the sound of the door opening, and she looked up at the door.

  “Big Brother Blour!” Anna’s eyes lit up, and she almost jumped up from her chair. She dashed into Blour’s arms and sobbed. “You’re finally back. I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”


  Blour hugged Anna, and apologetically said, “I’m back, Anna. I am sorry to have made you worry.”


  “Am I dreaming? Are you really back, Big Brother Blour?” Anna looked at Blour as her tears fell down. She still couldn’t believe her eyes.

  Blour reached out to wipe her tears away. He shook his head with an aching heart. “No. I’m back. I’m really back.”


  He couldn’t imagine how Anna lived through this period of time. His heart and mind were consumed by vengeance, and he had almost forgotten that she was waiting for him.

  “Mm-hmm.” Anna nodded. She reached out to touch the scar at the corner of Blour’s eyebrow, and pleaded, “Can you please don’t leave Anna alone again?”


  Blour solemnly promised, “Alright. I will never leave you alone again.”


  “It’s good that you are back. All of us don’t have to worry about you anymore.” Mag stood at the door and smiled at the two of them. His gaze went over the two of them and looked at Amy, who was snoring away. This little one wasn’t affected by them at all.

  “Boss.” Blour picked up Anna, and turned to gratefully say to Mag, “Thank you for taking care of Anna for me during this time.”


  “Anna has been a great help in the restaurant during this time, and she and Amy get along extremely well.” Mag shook his head smilingly, and said, “You will stay here for tonight. It’s not convenient for you to go to the elven embassy now.”


  “There’s no need to. My people are already established in Chaos City. I can go and look for them.” Blour shook his head. After some pondering, he continued, “I need three days to recuperate, and I will continue to work at the restaurant after that.”


  “Five days. Come to work after you are completely well.” Mag didn’t stop him. He helped Anna pack her bags, and sent them out of the restaurant.

  Irina appeared behind Mag. As she watched the big figure and small figure gradually walk away, she asked, “Do you think he is Shirley or Blour?”


  “He is Blour. He is Shirley as well.” Mag smiled. “This might not be a conflict at all. He enjoys both identities, and is immersed in them as well.”


  Irina frowned and pondered for a while before she nodded thoughtfully.

  Mag closed the door, and casually asked, “What did Sally say?”


  “She would be the best elven princess ever apart from me,” Irina replied calmly.

  “That’s a very high evaluation.” Mag flicked a glance at Irina with surprise. After all, the height that she had attained was impossible for the majority of the elves.

  “However, you seemed to be very interested in her?” Irina turned her gaze toward Mag.

  “As her boss, it’s very natural for me to care for my employee,” Mag answered solemnly.

  “She is the elven princess now. She’s no longer your employee.”


  “That’s not important. What’s important is that she was once my employee, and that’s enough,” Mag mildly said. “I’m a nostalgic person.”


  “I heard before you met me, you got to know a desert belle at the border?”


  “Ahem. I don’t think anything like that happened? Perhaps I have forgotten something after I got injured. What desert belle? I don’t have any impression of that.” Mag got a little panicked. He wasn’t going to take this blame. What desert belle? He didn’t know anything about that, okay? Wasn’t Medusa the thing that stayed in the desert?

  “Haha. You will sleep in the study tonight.” Irina turned and walked upstairs with upturned lips.

  Mag shrugged and walked upstairs resignedly.

  After getting Blour back, he finally felt relieved.

  Sally was still the cool and kind maiden in his memory. It was a pity that he couldn’t reveal his identity during this mission, or else he would have brought her some specialty from the restaurant.

  ***

  “My lord, someone found this piece of bloody cloth in the Maurice Family’s territory. The blood beast has confirmed that the blood on it belongs to Blour.” An elf walked into the great hall with a piece of cloth, and presented it to Elliot with both his hands.

  “The Maurice Family guards the border. Perhaps Blour has already left the Wind Forest through their territory?” Elliot said angrily as he read the words of gratitude on the cloth. Although no name was written, the blood beast had already confirmed the identity of the person who’d written it.

  “Send our people to surround the Maurice Family, and bring Maurice to the Starry Cave. Ask the great elder to pass the judgement.” Elliot strode out with the bloody cloth. He didn’t expect the Maurice Family to do this while pretending to be at odds with the Vincents.

  ***

  “Look, what’s that hanging on the branch?” Beyond the Gibson’s territory, a team of elves with torches halted their steps, and the elf in the lead removed the piece of cloth from the branch. His eyes lit up when he saw the words on it. “Quick, go to the Brewster Family’s territory! We’re going to get rich!”


  ***

  “Young Master, you’re finally back.” Yngwie stood at the yard’s gate and looked at Blour, who was holding Anna’s hands, with tears in his eyes that were surrounded by wrinkles.

  “I didn’t kill all my enemies and avenge my father.” Blour lowered his eyelids.

  “Since the chief decided to die for the cause, he has never wanted you to seek vengeance for him,” Yngwie said in a deep voice.

  Blour pursed his lips. “How could I endure the desire for vengeance for my father’s death?”


  “Is this the Night Elves’ purpose?”


  Blour looked up at Yngwie with quivering lips, and shook his head eventually.

  “Come on in. It’s good that you are back.” Yngwie reached out to get the luggage in his hands before he turned around and walked into the yard.