There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 809 - 683: The Home of the Elf Clan_2

Chapter 809: Chapter 683: The Home of the Elf Clan_2

Xu Shuo’s smile brimmed with delight: “It seems that Sola is truly a descendant of our Elf Clan. The place you sense here should be the true dwelling of the Ice and Snow Elves. The guidance in your bloodline will lead you back to where you belong.”

At this moment, the young man seemingly transformed into a sage, his silver hair illuminated by moonlight gleaming bright and holy, his smile radiant and elegant. Sola was utterly captivated.

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Her previous doubts seemed to dissipate like smoke and clouds.

She slowly realized: “So, the mountains are the home of the Elf Clan?”

Xu Shuo looked at her with a deep gaze: “Sola, the reason I wanted to bring you to the Far North Mountain Range is because it harbors the power of the Elf Clan. Only by mastering this power can you better suppress the curse within your body.”

On the mention of the curse, Sola seemed to snap back to reality.

Days were spent in travel, now her twentieth birthday drawing even nearer.

And for her own life and death, she put her camp tasks aside temporarily, following this somewhat unfamiliar man to this place.

Already being here, she indeed had no possibility of turning back.

Sola looked towards the distant mountains: “So, are we now heading to the gathering place of the Ice and Snow Elves?”

Xu Shuo didn’t directly agree, instead he said: “If this place is sufficient for you to use the magic within you to suppress the curse, then there’s no need to go any further. If it’s still not enough, we might need to rely on the power of pure-blood Elves.”

“But would the Elves be willing to help me? They seem to not accept the existence of mixed-bloods.” Sola asked hesitantly.

“Even if they’re unwilling, it doesn’t matter. We only need to borrow the power of their bloodline nearby. You’ve already mastered that magic, haven’t you?” Xu Shuo spoke persuasively.

Sola was tempted, she raised her hand to try and activate the magic.

Xu Shuo encouraged her from the side.

Then secretly, under the cover of the wind and snow, he quietly activated magical energy, making the magic mark that materialized in her palm clearer and more solid.

Feeling the warmth inside her body and the mark on her hand, Sola was both surprised and delighted.

In the past attempts in Tunus City-State, even when she brought her body temperature to scalding, the mark remained vague.

But now, just with a slight warmth, the mark was already this clear.

Does that mean that being in the Far North Mountain Range indeed benefits her body, and the closer she is to the Elf Clan, the stronger this effect?

“It really is useful for you. As long as you successfully perform this magic, the curse within you will be suppressed, and you won’t have to worry about it acting up for at least several decades,” Xu Shuo exclaimed.

“Thank you,” Sola said sincerely.

“Elves live a hard life in the human world, and for us mixed-blood families to integrate into this continent is even harder. This is all necessary,” Xu Shuo raised a remarkably serene smile.

“Let’s go find the Elf Clan!”

Since the method to suppress the curse was confirmed, Sola planned to speed up resolving the matters here, then see if she could still help her camp.

Xu Shuo had originally come over to take Sola to the Magical Beast Horde.

But having discovered another advantageous use for this girl, naturally he wanted to fully utilize her before disposing of her.

The role of a mixed-blood Elf.

Since she existed, then in this script, she definitely had a role to play, whether it be against the enemy or for their own side, better to use her first and see.

…

A kilometer away from the two, on a high mountain.

Zuo Fang holding a silver Thousand-Mile Mirror, shook his head in disapproval.

“Tricked someone again, that guy, it would really be a pity if he doesn’t act the scoundrel.”

“They’re not heading towards the Magical Beast Army.”

Duke of Silver, without relying on the Thousand-Mile Mirror, peered through the whirlwind and chaotic snow, squinting as he watched the two figures disappearing beyond the hillside.

Zuo Fang nodded: “They must have discovered other clues, which are more important than the clues of the Magical Beast Army. Of course, it might also be that the guy suddenly decided to slack off.”

Duke of Silver paused, then asked, “Does he often ditch his main tasks to do other things?”

“Yes and no,” Zuo Fang stroked his chin.

“What does that mean?” Duke of Silver frowned.

“Because he generally slacks off while causing trouble, you can’t tell whether he’s just slacking off or secretly plotting something else. When you think he’s slacking off, he has actually already set a trap for you, but when you think he is dealing with official matters, he actually is truly slacking off,” Zuo Fang said teasingly.

“…”

From the “Double Happiness” script to the “Lethal Beauty” script, having collaborated three times, Zuo Fang felt that he was almost grasping this man’s behavioral pattern.

By the time he thought Wang Tiezhu was slacking off, the latter was actually intensely strategizing a new bride — daring to strategize even the big boss, who would believe that.

And when he thought Inspector Berrod was planning to catch a killer, that guy was actually leisurely watching a play.

Zuo Fang: Is this the so-called unrestrained style of raiding?

Duke of Silver, expressionless, seemed to comprehend something as he ponderously watched the storm and snow ahead.

The next moment, his figure also moved.

“Let’s follow them.”

Zuo Fang, startled, looked over: “What about the White-robed Bishop? What if your people suddenly come to report new information tonight, will you not act then?”

However, Duke of Silver’s figure had already swiftly moved away, his white cloak merging almost into one with the icy snowy landscape, also appearing like drifting feathers swept away by the gusts of wind and snow.