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Chapter 123: The Elf Guess

Saint Servant, brightly lit.

The moonlight shone on it, as if it did not dare to compete with it.

In this quiet night, only one family made a noise that ruined the atmosphere.

In Monn’s villa.

Ace took the Angel’s Horn from Monn’s hand.

Her eyes widened, and she stared at it for a long ti.

She couldn’t put it down.

Monn watched the workers redecorate his bathroom.

He was afraid that the workers would cut corners.

They even raised the price of the materials.

For this, Monn did his howork early.

It was worth it and he used the Holy Power to record the price of almost all the materials in his mind,

In order to not spend extra money.

Alma sat at the dining table and ate the cake that Ace bought for her.

She looked at Monn’s back innocently.

There was still a little cream at the corner of her mouth.

It made her look a little silly.

Monn turned his head slightly, and Alma imdiately lowered her head, pretending to eat the cake obediently.

Monn shook his head helplessly.

Of course, Monn had no intention of blaming Elma.

After all, the Holy Maiden Fruit had suddenly given Alma the power of Mithril Rank.

As a child, it was normal for Alma to be unable to control it.

Not to ntion a child.

Any normal adult male would also be unable to control himself when he suddenly obtained a power far beyond his own.

So this was a very normal thing.

What was wrong was that Monn had not thought of this.

That was what led to this situation.

So, Monn really deserved to have to spend his money…

Ace put down the Angel’s Horn and gently touched Alma’s hair.

Although it was not Alma’s fault,

Alma was blaming herself in her heart.

Ace touched her head, expressing comfort.

Preston.

The moonlight revealed the horns on their heads.

The werewolves finally transford, and they turned around.

Unfortunately, they saw that the Paladins were chatting and laughing in the circle of flas, gobbling up at.

They couldn’t help but grit their teeth in hatred.

They had ruthlessly attacked them during the day, but at night, they laughed it off?

How could there be such a good thing!

But when they looked at the flas fluttering in the wind, they could only stare blankly, with no courage to take a step forward.

This situation made them feel even more aggrieved.

At this mont, heavy footsteps suddenly ca from behind the werewolves.

The werewolves turned around and looked.

It was General Morris, who had not been to the front line of the battlefield for many days.

To be honest, the werewolves still had so complaints about General Morris.

Their brothers fought hard on the battlefield, opening up territory for the werewolves.

But as a General, you were enjoying delicacies at the back, in a safe place?

In the end, if the human city was taken down, the whole territory would be yours?

How could the werewolves not complain?

But now, the situation was reversed.

The humans found such a strong cardinal from God knows where.

Now, they couldn’t even break through his flas, let alone take over the city.

Who knows, they may be chased away from Preston one day.

Now, since all the credit was gone, Morris could be scolded, or even fired.

This made them gloat in their hearts.

However, they still hoped that the werewolves would be able to conquer the human city.

After all, this was almost every werewolf’s dream.

So werewolves couldn’t help but complain, “It’s better to let Zach be the general.”

Of course, the werewolf was complaining in his heart.

He was not stupid enough to say such words in front of Morris.

Then he would be kicked to death by Morris?

Morris did not know what the werewolves were thinking.

He looked at the calm fla from afar.

He did not need to get close.

Being at the Advanced-Level Holy Rank, he could see the terrifying aura in the fla at a glance.

Now, Morris finally understood why the werewolf army did not dare to take a step forward.

Before they even stepped in, they would probably be already be burned to ashes.

He looked at the silver one-handed sword that stood in the middle of the flas.

The obscure runes on it made his hair stand on end, and a sense of danger instantly surged in his heart.

This situation imdiately made him pale with fright.

Even from such a far distance, it still gave him a sense of danger.

This showed the power of this sword.

This was definitely not an ordinary sword!

Could it be a divine weapon?

This thought made him apprehensive.

He narrowed his wolf eyes and carefully observed.

He found that those obscure runes seed familiar.

After thinking for a while, Morris suddenly realized sothing.

Wasn’t this the language of the elves?

Although he couldn’t understand what it ant, Morris, who had lived for so long, had seen the language of the elves before.

He imdiately had an absurd idea.

Could it be that the elves had allied with the humans?

As soon as this idea appeared, Morris hurriedly shook his head.

He threw this impossible thought out the window.

After all, other than the goblins, the elves hated humans the most.

The greedy humans would always grab their beautiful elf girls when they were not paying attention, and they would beco captive playthings.

Because of this, the elves did not think well of humans.

How could they possibly ally with the humans?

Although they did not know why the sword that was engraved with Elvish runes had fallen into the hands of the humans,

It was definitely not voluntary by the elves.

This was the only thing that he could firmly believe.

“General, this… This fire, how should we deal with it?”

Seeing that Morris had been staring at the sword since he ca here, he did not say anything.

So of the werewolves couldn’t help but ask.

During the day, they were beaten terribly by the humans.

At night, their ti finally ca.

But the humans just stayed there and didn’t co out.

This made them angry.

It was at this ti that General Morris ca.

Could it be that there was a way?

Thinking of this, the werewolves looked at Morris expectantly.

Their thoughts were interrupted by soone.

Only then did Morris co back to his senses.

When he saw the werewolves’ expectant eyes, as well as the question just now.

For no reason, a trace of anger rose in Morris’s heart.

This anger ca from the fla.

Because he also had no way.

This situation made him feel ashad and angry.

Especially in front of so many werewolf subordinates, it was extrely shaful and anger-inducing.

He shook his arm and roared angrily, “What are you looking at! I’m just here to take a look! If I had a way, would I have waited until now?”

The werewolves were instantly disappointed.

There were even a few ‘huff’ sounds coming from sowhere in the pack.

It was as if they were mocking Morris.

With Morris’s Advanced-Level Holy Rank strength, how could he not hear who was making the sound.

His wolf eyes narrowed, but he did not explode on the spot.

Instead, he just suddenly laughed.

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