Evans County, in a small tavern.
Two n dressed as adventurers sat by a wine table, drinking and chatting idly.
One wore a cowboy hat, the other was bald.
The cowboy hat glanced around, lowered his voice, and said, "Do you know what’s happening over at the Lord’s Mansion recently?"
"What’s happening?" The bald man seed puzzled and asked curiously.
The cowboy hat said, "You don’t know? It’s said that the missing little princess of the Elf Royal Family has returned."
"Returned? Wasn’t it said that she was taken by those evil Wizards? How could she possibly co back!" The bald man was completely incredulous.
Over the years, the image of evil Wizards has deeply rooted in people’s hearts, and the Wizard Plane has been described as a hellish existence.
To those in the Elf Plane, being taken to the Wizard Plane basically equates to a fate worse than death.
Return? That’s impossible.
"Why would I lie to you? Many people know about it!" The cowboy hat said in a lowered voice.
"How could sothing of this level be known by you? It’s probably just a rumor." The bald man shook his head, still unconvinced.
The cowboy hat said, "At first, I didn’t believe it either, but the recent movents around the Lord’s Mansion made believe otherwise."
"What movents?"
"Half of the military forces of Evans County have been moved near the Lord’s Mansion. There’s no war going on recently, so what’s the need for so many people? It has to be to protect soone important. In a place like Evans County, who could be considered important? It must be the Elf Race. Coupled with those rumors, I think it’s very likely that the little princess has returned." The cowboy hat said.
The bald man pondered on his words; indeed, the movents of the Lord’s Mansion seed a bit odd.
Evans County had been peaceful for many years, and such large-scale actions were rare.
If it were an invasion by Wizards, they should be protecting the city, not the Lord’s Mansion.
There was no internal unrest in Evans County, making the Lord’s Mansion’s actions sowhat strange.
If it is indeed the return of the Elf Royal Family’s little princess, that would make sense.
The status of a princess from the Elf Royal Family is naturally very high.
As the Guardian of Evans County, Balash must ensure the safety of the little princess until soone from the Elf Royal Family cos to escort her back.
If anything happens to the princess, Balash’s entire family would suffer, no wonder they were cautious enough to muster a large army for protection.
Though the Lord’s Mansion had not released any news, in tis of urgency and with so many eyes around, information inevitably leaked.
...
Herag sat by a nearby table, sipping a locally unique fruit wine, listening clearly to the two n’s hushed conversation.
This fruit wine had a fragrant and elegant taste, offering a special charm as one drank.
Since he delivered Chatiya to the outskirts of the Lord’s Mansion, he had been hiding in the shadows, observing the situation’s progress to ensure Chatiya wasn’t in any danger.
Herag continued watching from a divine perspective and remained in the bustling market not far from the Lord’s Mansion.
If anything happened, he could rush there imdiately.
So far, everything was going smoothly.
When Chatiya declared her identity upon entering the Lord’s Mansion, the place erupted into chaos.
Balash hadn’t expected the princess to just suddenly return and appear outside his Lord’s Mansion, causing so lapse in his handling, which led to so rumors spreading.
This was also why he called in the military, fearing any problem might happen with Chatiya.
Balash imdiately contacted the Elf Royal Family, informing them of the news.
Upon receiving the notification, a ssage ca back instantly: ensure Chatiya’s safety by all ans.
If sothing went wrong, Balash’s entire family would be buried with the consequences.
Under these circumstances, Balash naturally felt imnse pressure.
Chatiya was treated with the highest standards, residing in the finest palace, with Balash’s trusted confidants always nearby, attending to her every request.
Three days later.
A group of Griffins flew over Evans County, each mounted by an Elf.
This spectacle stunned many people in the city; the ferocious and aggressive Griffins soared through the air, occasionally letting out a roar.
Each Griffin had strength comparable to Great Knight Level, and being flying creatures, their combat ability even surpassed many Great Knights.
Griffins, these fierce beasts, could only be tad by the Elf Race, and they would serve no one else.
The presence of Griffins signified the presence of the Elf Race.
The Griffin group descended near the Lord’s Mansion, while so Elves, riding on Griffins, took to the skies again, standing guard around.
When Chatiya heard the call of the Griffins, she ran out of the house, followed by so of Balash’s trusted aides.
As she reached the front hall, she saw a group of a dozen Elves approaching, led by a female Elf around thirty years old with an exquisite appearance that even surpassed Chatiya’s, with the added allure of maturity.
"Mother!" Upon seeing the female Elf, Chatiya’s eyes imdiately reddened.
Upon seeing Chatiya, Alina ran over imdiately, tightly embracing her daughter, overwheld with joy.
Chatiya also held Alina tightly, and the mother and daughter cried together.
"How have you been all these years?" Alina wiped away the tears from Chatiya’s face and asked with concern, while also checking for any injuries on Chatiya.
"I’m fine," Chatiya replied truthfully.
"Where have you been?" Alina asked.
Chatiya was about to speak but glanced at the people from the Lord’s Mansion around, then said, "I’ll tell you back ho."
Alina nodded and turned to the Elves behind her, saying, "We depart imdiately."
At this mont, she no longer showed the tenderness earlier but exuded authority.
The Elves behind her were all incredibly strong clansn, and even two elders were present.
Chatiya and Alina boarded a mighty Griffin together, then soared into the sky, heading towards the direction of the Dark Night Forest.
The other Griffins followed closely, centering around the mother and daughter’s Griffin, tightly protecting them.
At this mont, countless people in Evans County raised their heads to watch this scene.
They observed the sudden arrival and departure of the Griffins and Elves.
Griffins were rare creatures, and most people had never seen them; now, having seen them, there would undoubtedly be discussions, adding so talking points to future conversations.
Herag stood by the street, dressed in a simple robe, watching silently in the direction where Chatiya departed.
From this mont on, he could no longer follow them but could only keep an eye on Chatiya through the divine perspective.
The subsequent developnts would depend on Chatiya, and Herag couldn’t help much further.
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