Chapter 618 - 616: A Faint Crisis

Elf Royal City, Holy Tree.

The news from Mountain Forest City was delivered to the table of the Elf King.

The Elf King looked, his brows furrowed.

"Another Holy Mage capable of mass purification of pollution, have we investigated who she really is?"

He looked at Disola in front of him.

Disola said, "The other party seems to have used some kind of disguise trick to mask their appearance, but that Luo Feier’s disguise was quite clumsy. Through our open and covert inquiries and observations, we’ve narrowed down some targets."

Disola projected several silhouettes into the air.

Among them, two silhouettes were illuminated, while the others were dim.

"These are the two most likely candidates. First, a student from the Divine Magic Academy, a newly promoted Tier Four Mage, and Holy Court Saintess candidate Phil Pharos. She is also a Holy Priest, skilled in pollution purification. From her treatment methods for patients, the compatibility is highest.

"The other one, Aurora, daughter of the Blue Dragon Empire’s king, a life faction mage rumored to be the only mage who can use solo Dragon Language Magic. She belongs to the same life faction as Elina, also highly suspicious. However, due to a past incident, she is currently designated by the Holy Court to pursue studies at the Divine Magic Academy. Although compatible, the Holy Court may not release her.

"Then there’s these few, who are...

"...The last possibility is that none of these people are involved, and Luo Feier is simply Luo Feier, a Tier Four Mage who has never appeared before the public. The probability of this scenario is also significant, as we cannot count how many undisclosed mages there are."

The Elf King listened to the information Disola had gathered. After a long time, he glanced at Phil, who had the highest compatibility.

"Currently, the Holy Court has sent the reserve Saintess Hilia to circulate within the Elf Race to treat illnesses, providing her with a reputation we dare not touch openly. This second person, perhaps we should prepare for the worst—

"She is indeed the Holy Court’s Saintess candidate, and also Pharos’s daughter Phil Pharos. The Holy Court seeks to accumulate prestige for them within the Elf Race, and then establish a Divine Hall within the Elf Race’s territory, gradually eroding it."

The Elf King’s eyes were complex.

This was an open strategy.

If the Holy Court’s Saintess appeared as the Savior, bringing redemption and hope to everyone, then all actions of the Elf Royal Family at this time would become a bridal gown for them.

Now, the pollution has rampaged for nearly a month. The Elf King and numerous Elf Elders and scholars have been meeting daily, already devising a complete governance plan.

However, in front of Hilia and Phil, their pollution governance plan seems somewhat overshadowed.

Perhaps after executing it, instead of words of gratitude, people would say, ’Why didn’t you do this sooner?’

But not implementing it is not an option.

Otherwise, the Elf Royal Family would truly die.

The room fell into silence.

It was only after a long time that Disola’s voice emerged.

"King, the retiree has been persuaded and is ready to emerge. Should we continue to act against that individual? Or, should we act against the second?"

The Elf King pondered for a moment, then revealed the current plans of Hilia and Phil.

Hilia purifies and heals, spending all her time on the road to purification except for meditation and rest. Her demeanor visibly weary.

On the other hand, Phil appears well, different from Hilia. She has compatibility with the pollution and has just begun, not daring to increase her numbers, so she seems much better.

The Elf King pondered for a moment, then said, "Continue with the original plan. This time, using the Dark Elves as the price, when she is the weakest..."

Disola nodded, "Understood."

...

Watch City.

After finishing another round of pollution purification, Hilia returned to the luxury hotel specially prepared for her by the City Lord. Hilia declined invitations from various nobles and quietly sat alone on the balcony chair, gazing at this city where iron buildings outnumber forests.

This is probably the only city of the Elf Race that isn’t entirely built on giant trees. Everywhere here consists of steel and stone structures similar to other empires.

These buildings, shaded under specially cultivated giant trees, add an unusual beauty.

However, at the moment, all this beauty is shrouded in a light gray mist.

This gray mist brings oppression and a sense of death to the entire city, as if sealing it away.

Even the magical neon of the night seems dull under the gray mist.

Hilia exhaled.

"A little faster, a little faster."

Rose’s silhouette emerged beside her, watching the anxious Hilia. She shook her head, "It’s okay to be slow."

"No, it can’t be slow. I have a vague sense of crisis. As I move within the Elf Race, the danger will increase."

Rose smiled, "It shows your danger perception is passively upgrading."

Hilia rolled her eyes.

She looked outside again, feeling the slowly recovering magic power within her body. She exhaled, "Master Rose, do you think the ’Dark Elves’ will act when I’m at my weakest?"

Rose chuckled, "What do you think?"

"I think they will definitely act, preferably when I’m the weakest."

Hilia slightly lowered her head, deep in thought.

"I need to find a way to respond. This time, they will definitely make more adequate preparations, maybe call the City Lord Mornis... No, can’t call him, at least don’t let him know the reason."

Hilia rubbed her cheeks, inhaling deeply.

"Tomorrow is the last day... Hope everything goes well."

...

The next day.

Hilia returned to the square.

The remaining patients have relatively mild symptoms.

Most are Tier One Mages, somewhat resistant to pollution. Although the intrusion of life elements makes them suffer more than ordinary people, the life elements can be utilized by the body to make them stronger.

"According to your instructions, the total number of this batch is 3,500, the last batch of people who haven’t been purified. After purifying this batch, all ordinary people and low-tier mages in Watch City will have completed ’immunity.’ For a month, there is no need to worry about pollution invasion," City Lord Mornis’s voice carried respect.

In the past few days, Hilia’s actions were witnessed by him.

Those who were purified and treated, they also observed, showing great results and proving truth in words.

Hilia’s hard work brought him inevitable awe.

"Unfortunately, Watch City is located in the west of the Elf Race, having no connection to the Holy Court at all," sighed Mornis.

Hilia glanced at him, sensing there was hidden meaning in those words.

But Hilia didn’t care much.

"Lord Mornis, since it’s the final round, why don’t you join to observe? Once the treatment finishes, you should express some thoughts, don’t you think?"

Mornis paused, then nodded, "It’s arranged. If Miss Hilia refused, the speaker would be you."