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Melmeister gasped for breath, turning her gaze toward the direction from which the commotion was coming. Not far away, she saw the suspicious hooded man talking to the apprentices, who were showing him respect!
"How is this possible... these ungrateful apprentices!"
She felt a sharp pain in her eyes, as if they were about to burst into flames of resentment. She immediately started running towards that spot, a shrill scream escaping her throat without hesitation:
"Hey! You lowly commoner! Who gave you permission to stand here? Do you think you're the one leading the way?"
"Ok?"
Artemis paused, stopping her words of comfort to the crowd, and turned to Melmeister, who was running towards her with a contorted expression, saying:
"Sir, there is something concerning Father Sonik..."
"Did I let you speak?"
Melmeister stopped in front of Artemis, glanced around at the uneasy apprentices, clenched her fists, and sneered:
"Fine, very well! I braved this storm to extradite you, and you turn around and fawn over this unknown, stinking man. Fine, I'll see if you can get to Lundia on your own without me! Get out of my way!...Wait, who is this?"
Melmeister, who impulsively pushed her way out of the apprentices' encirclement, suddenly noticed Sonik on the ground, his hands and feet bound by vines. She composed herself, took a closer look, and was immediately taken aback.
"Baron Sonik?!"
A cool autumn breeze swept by, instantly clearing her mind. Memories of her previous unconsciousness resurfaced. She instinctively turned to look at the hooded figure staring at her with arms crossed, her legs buckled, and she took a step back, screaming loudly:
"You...you! Hey, which nobleman sent you to harm me? How much did they pay you? I'll pay double!"
Artemis frowned as she watched Melmeister's finger point at her, then flicked her right hand, sending a thin vine swatting Melmeister's hand away before letting out a low snort:
"First of all, I don't call you 'Hey.' According to the respectful terms among mages of the same ring number, you should at least address me as 'Your Excellency.'"
"Secondly, I have no connection with nobles. I am only here to seek revenge for those who were wronged by Sonik in the past."
Melmeister's eye twitched slightly. The other person's calm demeanor and clear logic fueled her anger. She was even more unwilling to admit she was outmatched if she were to continue, so she gave a cold laugh and said sarcastically:
"...Heh, I knew it. Men like you, with your narrow minds, are best at disrupting order. You resort to violence and oppression at the slightest disagreement. What inferior creatures you are..."
"Tsk." Artemis couldn't help but take a step forward. "Your Excellency, what's wrong with you...?"
"Don't come near me!" Melmeister shouted, and amidst the apprentices' astonished gazes, she crossed her arms and screamed, "Are you going to attack me? I knew you were here to hurt me!"
"..."
Artemis stopped in her tracks, paused for a moment, re-examined the ferryman before her, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"First of all, I am a woman..."
"You're a woman?" Melmeister looked at the half-elf in shock, paused, and awkwardly lowered her hand, saying, "I knew it. A powerful mage like you must be just like me, completely unrelated to those lowly men..."
"guessed wrong."
Artemis smiled slightly and directly interrupted her attempt to save face, saying:
"I came here for my lover, the one I love most. He is ten or a hundred times more radiant than I am. It is by his side that I find inner peace."
"How...how could this be! How could you say such a thing!"
Melmeister's eyes widened, she gritted her teeth, and shouted in disbelief:
"You're making a mess of things! You... you'll definitely not have a good ending!"
“Every day I spent with him was the best time I had since I came out of the brink of life and death. You would never understand these feelings because you have lost the ability to perceive the most essential beauty of humanity. How could humanity have become like this? It’s so pitiful.”
“What…” Melmeister’s expression twisted instantly. Since entering the school, she had only received praise and compliments, and had never experienced such emotional manipulation before. Her throat tightened for a few seconds, and then she broke down and shouted:
Are you judging me? You lowly commoner!
"……boring."
Artemis shook her head and turned away, thinking about Melmeister's earlier words. She suddenly lost interest in talking to her. She had originally wanted to learn about the infiltration of noble forces in Dragonhorn Territory from her, but judging from the situation, Melmeister had no way of knowing these things.
"A human being who has absolutely no reverence for life and society..."
The half-elf muttered to himself, paused, turned around, and said seriously:
"Your strength is too weak. I really don't know how they could say that you were a perfect graduate. A mage who can't even maintain magical focus during normal physical swaying would not have passed the initial assessment in our time and would have needed to be retrained."
"you!"
Melmeister collapsed to the ground with a thud. Those words shattered the fragile foundation of her heart, and all her glory seemed to begin to vibrate violently. Then, she vaguely remembered that the reason she thought the "housekeeping" test was so easy was because everyone else had started learning interdisciplinary subjects after reaching the sixth ring, while she had stopped working hard after feeling that graduation was a sure thing...
She screamed in a daze, then stumbled and ran away.
"It seems the nobles are not a unified entity; perhaps the situation in Dragonhorn Territory is only related to a few individual nobles... We may only be able to obtain more information about this after delving deeper into the noble community..."
Artemis glanced at Melmeister's departing figure, but didn't take it to heart. To her, it was just a very ordinary little thing, and the most important thing was only related to Latis.
"Having learned that my elder brother's hatred might be related to the intertwined forces within Dragonhorn Territory, a deeper understanding might require returning to Lundia to gain a broader perspective and untangle the mess of stakeholders..."
She pondered for a moment, planning to return to Lundia immediately after investigating the mission target in Golden City. Although the target of the plot against Latis had escalated from the Dragon Horn Lord and a few thugs to a power struggle, she did not intend to stop there.
"Next..."
Artemis was about to leave when she suddenly noticed the apprentices and foremen looking at her intently. She paused, checked her hood to make sure it wasn't loose, and then asked in confusion:
"what happened?"
"Your Excellency..." The steward glanced at the apprentices, hesitated for a moment, then bowed deeply and said:
"Please help these poor apprentices with their extradition! After that irresponsible extradition officer left, these apprentices will have no choice but to return home! If that happens... all their time and expenses over the past few days will have been wasted!"
"what……"
Artemis opened her mouth in surprise. Her gaze swept over the eager expressions of the apprentices, she stroked her chin, pondered for a moment, and said:
"I have a mission to complete these next few days..."
"Your Excellency!" the steward sighed, his expression sorrowful as he cried out, "Your Excellency, please..."
"However, when I return, I can take these children with me on the way."
Seeing the sudden surge of surprise on the faces of the apprentices and the steward, the half-elf smiled and said:
"I imagine there are still some people who haven't arrived by the next season, so please wait a little longer. Sonik has been punished, and you no longer need to spend too much money on training and lodging in the temple."
The apprentices gasped for breath, then burst into enthusiastic cheers.
Artemis smiled and bid farewell to everyone, when suddenly the idea of "Herod Academy" that Latis had mentioned during one of their late-night conversations came to mind.
"There's only one mage tower in the mage territory right now, why think about things so far ahead?"
She chuckled at her own unfounded fantasy, then kept it to herself and began planning the setup so that she could be ready should Latis ever decide to do so.
……
On this afternoon filled with bizarre events, the governor of Daoguan Town woke up from a nap to find himself kneeling before a tombstone inscribed with the names of a couple. He was terrified, but his body was pinned to the ground by countless sharp blades of grass. He tried to scream, but found that his mouth was also sewn shut by fine grass, like needles and thread.
In this immobile state, he watched helplessly as he turned into nourishment for the grass. In the last second before transforming into a field of flowers before his grave, he suddenly remembered the couple, a name that seemed to be connected to someone in his memory named Latis…
Half a town away from the governor, the village official who had interrupted Latis's meditation and cut off his apprenticeship awoke on the street. The surging life magic within him exceeded the limits of his soul's control over magic, directly shattering his consciousness and turning him into an idiot.
Beside him, the notorious villain Maguire was tied to a stake, a sign hanging around his neck that read "Five copper coins for one slap," and was being slapped in turn by the onlookers, who, judging from their enthusiastic expressions, seemed to be driven by personal grudges...
As for the greedy priest Sonik, he was horrified to find himself branded with the mark of blasphemy after regaining his senses. The panic of being unable to connect to the magic network made him instantly run away in terror. The goddess's followers who came to settle scores prayed to the goddess, put away the goddess's statue, and then conducted a public trial of Sonik on the magic network.
……
Artemis watched the scene of revenge with a smile for a while. Just as she was about to leave, she was suddenly startled. A strange feeling came through her mind. She sensed it carefully for a moment and then took out a vibrating object from the dimensional gap.
"Is the statue of Pawada... shaking?"
She was taken aback, and carefully lifted the statue with vines, releasing her magic to gently touch it a few times.
"I wipe!"
After a shaking, a vulgar voice came from the statue.
"Great-granddaughter-in-law, you're amazing!"
Chapter 280 Elf Side Quest 10. Artemis's Complex Feelings (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"Great-great-great-granddaughter-in-law?!"
Artemis was taken aback, her tongue nearly tied in knots. Her hand trembled, almost dropping the statue of Emperor Pova. Instinctively, she took a step forward, flinging out more vines, instantly binding the statue tightly.
"Hey, we're not that many generations apart, she's just a great-granddaughter-in-law."
A muffled voice came from within the dense vines, paused, and then continued:
"To make a long story short, I am King Powdal, and I am not dead..."
hum!
The aura of "dispelling the spell" slowly dissipated from the statue's surface. Atelier's expression turned solemn as she hesitantly withdrew her hands, which had been hovering in the air. While adjusting her gloves, she murmured in confusion:
"There's no communication magic here?..."
"and many more!"
The voice inside the statue paused for a moment, then quickly called out:
“Elf, I am Latis's..."
boom!
A powerful surge of magic violently washed over the statue, causing Ateliers' hood to billow in the turbulent energy. She maintained a serious expression for several seconds as the magic was unleashed before slowly bringing her movements to a halt.
"Now even sophisticated magical machines should lose their power to operate..."
However, no sooner had the words left his mouth than the statue began to tremble again, and the once mature and composed voice now cried out anxiously:
"Wait! Let me explain, I really am Latis's great-grandfather!"
"Ok?"
Artemis frowned, snorted coldly, and angrily threw the statue to the ground, saying in an icy tone:
"Who do you think you are, to presume to be my lover's ancestor? Your elder brother is more like your great-grandfather. Where did this little punk come from, putting on airs here!"
"Holy crap!"
The voice inside the statue immediately cursed in frustration, then after a few seconds sighed helplessly:
"...Alright, alright, he's my great-grandfather, and you're my great-grandmother. Can I speak now? I'm running out of time."
"What great-grandfather and great-grandmother..."