"Is there something else you need?" Outside the elven embassy, Blour disembarked from his horse-drawn carriage, and turned to Sally with a surprised expression.
"Yes." Sally nodded with a cold expression.
"Anna, you can go in with Grandpa Yngwie first. Someone will take you to wash up and change into a new set of clothes." Blour held onto Anna's little hand as he got off the carriage with a smile.
Yngwie took a glance at Sally before making his way into the embassy.
"Alright." Anna nodded before extending a salute to Sally. She looked up at the majestic embassy before following behind Yngwie.
"What is it?" Blour asked as he turned to Sally.
Sally looked at the smiling Blour. In her eyes, this was a good-for-nothing, good-for-nothing guy, but he had completely changed her impression of him today. Regardless of whether it was his fearlessness in the face of Olef or his anxiety during the search for a base, none of that was an act.
He wanted to help the elves who were suffering on the Norland Continent from the bottom of his heart.
Sally was silent for a moment before asking, "Did you already know that something like this was happening?"
"I don't know if you would believe me if I told you that I already knew when I was 10 years old." Blour looked at Sally with a guilty expression as he said, "When I was learning to ride a horse as a child, my horse servant was a lame elf. He was a silent middle-aged elf with a slave brand on his face. At the time, I took great pleasure in teasing him. I would whip him for the slightest thing, or force him to race with me while I was riding a horse … At the time, I didn't think that there was anything wrong with what I was doing. That's what all of the other elven family members think."
"What happened after that?" Sally asked with clenched fists.
"Later, his other leg was broken because of a small matter and he was thrown out of the back door. It was raining heavily that day. When I returned home after sneaking out to play, I happened to see him crying helplessly and desperately in the rain. I was a little scared and suddenly felt guilty. Then, I went up to him and asked him why he was crying.
He stared at me for a long time before he suddenly calmed down and began to tell me his story. He had once participated in a war between species. Although he was only an ordinary elf warrior, he had personally slain the demons and beastmen who had invaded The Wind Forest. After the war ended, he chose to leave the forest and travel the continent. However, twenty years ago, he was captured by the demons and beastmen. One of his legs was broken and he became a slave of the Baibilly Family. The same story happened to most elf slaves. After that, he looked at me calmly and pierced a long stone into his own heart. Blour's voice was very calm, but his tightly clenched fists were a little pale from overexertion. He looked up at Sally, and said, "Do you know what the last thing he said to me was?"
Sally pursed her lips in silence.
"He said that the souls of elves are freedom. Without freedom, elves will die, and the elven race will be extinct." A wry smile appeared on Blour's face.
The two of them stood on opposite sides of the street in silence. The moonlight shone down upon them, creating a cold and forlorn atmosphere.
After a long silence, Sally turned to Blour, and asked, "What's your plan?"
"I want to return freedom to the elves. Not only do I want to protect the elves who are roaming the Norland Continent, but I also want to protect the elves who are being oppressed in the Wind Forest. I want to protect those noble elves who have lost their souls under the influence of their families. Only in this way can the elven race be saved. Blour looked at Sally with an excited expression. He took a few steps forward and lowered his voice as he said, "Furthermore, if I'm not mistaken, the princess has been doing the same thing for the past few years. Back when she was traveling the continent, she wiped out all of the mercenary squads and held a lofty position in the hearts of the elves outside the forest. After staying in the forest for three years, the first thing she did was to kill Schubert and get the queen to abolish the slave law. If we want to completely change the system that has been in place in the Wind Forest for several decades, then all of the major families would definitely oppose us. If the princess were to do it on her own, she would most likely not be able to hold her own.
"Hence, my plan is to gather as many wandering elves as we can outside the forest, and at the same time, gain as much power as we can within the elven race. When the princess begins to oppose the system of the major families, we'll be able to support her and save the elven race." Blour's breathing accelerated as a hint of fervor appeared in his eyes.
Sally's eyes also lit up. She had been selected by Helena as a candidate for the princess, so she had her own judgment and understanding of the situation, as well as Blour's plan. However, what she had experienced today had completely changed her mindset, and she was in complete agreement with Blour's plan.
"I agree to maintain a closer relationship with you on the surface in order to garner more attention and support from the Baibilly Family. However, your two brothers are already preparing to inherit the family, so it won't be easy for you to turn the tables on them. Furthermore, you're planning to stay in Chaos City for a long time." Sally looked at Blour, and thought for a moment before asking, "Furthermore, the princess was able to gather so much support from all of the wandering elves three years ago as she was powerful enough that she didn't have to worry about being questioned by the people of the Wind Forest. If we want to gain power within the elven race and our family, then we definitely can't side with them openly, and we definitely can't become the dominant force."
"My two half-brothers are idiots who were born a few years too early. If I wanted to compete with them in the past, they wouldn't even have a chance. Now, all you have to do is nod your head, and I'm confident that I'll be on their side within half a year." Blour shook his head with a nonchalant expression. However, his brows then furrowed as he said, "But you're right; we can only be the mastermind behind the scenes. We have to find a powerful elf who can garner the same level of fanaticism as the princess did back then …"
Blour's voice abruptly trailed off, and both of their eyes lit up as they called out in unison.
"Little Boss!"
"Amy!"
…
White light flashed, and Meg entered the familiar kitchen. At this moment, there was a long metal platform placed at the center of the kitchen, upon which a black cow that was close to five meters in length was tied up. It was glaring at Meg with its large eyes, and it suddenly began to struggle violently. The metal platform tremored violently, and a loud boom rang out as if it were about to jump off the platform.
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