"But by doing so, you'll be directly confronting that creature called the Great Serpent," the Elf Queen said. "Do you really have enough confidence to face such a daunting challenge?"
"What if I don't?" Lynch chuckled. "Even if I'm not his match, he can't possibly kill . As a Mage, I have many ways to protect myself." He looked at the Elf Queen's worried eyes and added, "Please rest assured, even the flas of Hell can't harm in the slightest."
"That's good. Hearing you say that makes happy," Hernfurry sighed softly.
Lynch, on the contrary, frowned. After thinking for a mont, he said, "Your Majesty, I know saying this is very presumptuous. You've experienced more winters and sumrs than there are stars in the sky, while I am still just a child counting sand grains by the sea. You are entirely worthy of being a teacher to all living beings, but now I wish to call you a friend. Never mind titles like Elf Queen; as a friend, may I ask, is there anything I can do to serve you?"
"Thank you, Lynch," Hernfurry smiled. "Rest assured, I understand the current situation. It is undeniable that this is a crisis; it might be like a tsunami, instantly demolishing everything ti has built, or like a plague, slowly tornting and extinguishing every Life Fire. I'm just worried about the people in this hardship, hence my mood isn't too good."
Lynch didn't pursue further questions, as he knew that even if imnse burdens were to descend, the Elf Queen would bear them alone. Lynch withdrew the Transformation Technique he cast on himself, looking at the Elf Queen with his true visage, then slowly lowered his head. "Your Majesty, can you see hope from your wise eyes?"
Hernfurry smiled at Lynch and replied, "Perhaps there is no hope; all I can see are souls that are striving."
"Then I understand everything, Your Majesty." Lynch summoned his Powerful Wand into his hand out of thin air and bade farewell to Hernfurry. "Please allow to take my leave, Your Majesty. Ti is of the essence now."
"Then, may elves, humans, and all those who love peace, bestow their blessings upon you," the Elf Queen stood up and said.
Lynch's first stop was the Dwarf's Cave. On the one hand, he aid to investigate all the secrets of the Transmission Device, and on the other, he hoped to completely repair that thing. According to records, the Magic God's remains lie in a swamp at the southernmost part of the continent, an area filled with primordial jungle and devoid of human habitation for miles. Although the All-Knowing Tower could take Lynch to any place, it was indeed too conspicuous. Moreover, its flying speed was far slower than Teleportation Magic. If he could understand the device that dwarves made, which did not rely on magic for teleportation, it would allow them to circumvent the Great Serpent's teleportation restrictions, significantly speeding up their progress.
However, the candidate for going to the Dwarf Cave was undecided for a long ti. According to Lynch's plan, it would be best for him to go alone—that would be the fastest way—but it seed no one supported his decision. Zilvra directly placed the prepared gear in front of Lynch. Morgan blocked the room's exit with a giant hamr, and the little angel Soka didn't say anything; she just held onto Lynch's clothes tightly, tears in her eyes, refusing to let go.
With no other choice, he had to take everyone along. Barrend loaded the first batch of weapons and armor crafted by elves onto the All-Knowing Tower as they were on their way to Yim. Additionally, many rare plants were transplanted to the Flying City's garden, along with a large amount of food. Elves seem to only need sun and water to survive, and over the years, they accumulated a lot of non-perishable grains.
It was an icy, gray day approaching the end of December, and a disaster-filled year was finally nearing its end, but the coming year might be even harsher. The cold wind swept through the bare tree trunks, crossing Heather's white forest. A few tattered clouds rolled across the sky, appearing low and dark. By this ti, the sun was too lazy to emit its energy, and although there was no snow, the chill had seeped into everyone's bones.
The All-Knowing Tower quietly began to move, not attracting any attention from the elves. To them, it was just another pitiful cloud dispersed by the east wind. However, the Elf Queen stood on the terrace, watching Lynch depart. She seed to have a lot to say, but remained silent.
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