The Elven Survival Handbook.

Your Majesty the Divine Envoy?

This title made Felicia very concerned.

At least in all the information they investigated about the Sun God Cult, there was no such person at all. The biggest figure in the Sun God Cult was the Pope. This person was also called His Majesty, but people in the palace mentioned his I have always called him "His Majesty the Pope", but this is the first time I have heard of the divine messenger.

She silently remembered this title in her heart, and took advantage of the opportunity to send out her puppet sparrow to send a message to the devil.

Her message was delivered in time, and reached the hands of the Demon King before Count Crolin came to invite him. Otherwise, the Count might not even be able to get through the door.

The Demon King who received the news was also very concerned about this divine messenger whom he had never seen before.

The elf also saw the letter: "God's envoy?"

As far as they know, the Sun God Religion does not have the position of divine envoy, and among religions, it is generally the religious leader who is considered the messenger of God. However, Felicia said in her letter that this divine envoy is not that person. The Pope of the Sun God Religion.

"To be called a divine envoy, his status in the Sun God Religion should be very high. Why haven't we heard any news about him?"

The elves clearly know how terrifying the monsters' ability to inquire for information is. Whether it is sending puppet ravens to monitor, hiding in the shadows to track, or even searching soul memories, if a strong person is alert, they may be able to avoid these methods.

But this is not their original world. Whether it is Viv or Vera, the aborigines on the two continents do not even have the concept of monsters, and they cannot imagine that they have such abilities. Naturally, no one will take precautions against them. That's all.

Therefore, their investigative capabilities can be said to be invincible, and they can detect any kind of news. There are absolutely no secrets for them from the humans in this world.

However, in the investigation of the Sun God Cult, it seems that many methods that were convenient and easy to use in the past have become less useful.

But there is no way around it. After all, they are two natural enemies that are naturally in conflict with each other.

But for a messenger who seemed to have such a high status that even the king of Posenaka had to respect him, if Felicia hadn't accidentally heard about it, it would have been a bit unbelievable that they didn't even know each other's existence before today. .

Unless the other party has never left the Sun God Cult, and even in Posenaka, this person's existence is very hidden, otherwise it is impossible for the monsters not to know about him.

At this time, Count Crolin, who was responsible for apologizing and sending invitations, finally arrived at the Demon King's temporary residence.

If there had been no previous news, he would have been turned away by the still angry monsters, instead of being like this now, walking into the room with barely enough grace under the terrifying gazes of a room full of nerve-stressing eyes.

Count Crolin is not young now, and he has always been able to make ends meet. He is better at judging people than the previous envoy. Just by looking at the lingering sense of oppression in this room, he knew that everyone here is probably a high-level person. The above powerful men, and their masters, are definitely not simple people.

That is the person who can bring the master of medicine back to his seat.

Count Crolin, who actually wanted to buy the potion of life, was extremely polite and polite. He first apologized for what happened before and then took out the king's invitation letter.

This time, the Demon King accepted the invitation.

Unexpectedly, they who had refused the summons before would accept the invitation so easily. Count Crolin was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized that they did not welcome him very much, so he quickly said goodbye.

The pressure here was so strong that his head was throbbing and he had to go back and rest early.

"please wait for a moment."

The elf who had been sitting next to the Demon King suddenly made a sound when he was about to leave.

Today, he is still accustomed to wearing a hood in front of outsiders, looking like a mysterious magician.

Although he is dressed mysteriously, the fact that he can sit next to the Demon King has already revealed his identity.

"What's the matter? Lord Purcell?"

The elf nodded, stood up, and held a potion bottle in his hand stretched out from under his robe. The bright red blood-like liquid in it dazzled the old count's eyes.

"Excuse me for bothering you to come here. A small gift is disrespectful." The elf handed over the potion in his hand and added at the end: "It's best to use it immediately."

Earl Crolin almost trembled as he took the medicine bottle that looked like wine. His usually eloquent mouth became shaky at this time, and he could only say forcefully and cautiously: "Thank you very much."

Like all the other old men, he has been paying attention to the life potion in Camdor, so he naturally knows what this potion looks like.

When he came here, he originally planned to make friends with the other party and find a way to buy a bottle of life potion, but he never thought that the other party would directly give him a bottle.

He would use it immediately without the elf reminding him, otherwise the potion might not be his in the end.

Sitting on the carriage on the way back, Count Crolin took out the life potion hidden in his chest and drank it all in one gulp, feeling his whole body relaxed.

"Your Highness is really kind-hearted."

In the room where there were no outsiders, the werewolf priest smiled and praised the elf, his expression and tone were very sincere.

"Your Highness, you can rest assured that your Majesty's soul-searching technique is very exquisite. It will make him uncomfortable for a few days at most, but it will definitely not hurt his life."

The elf nodded: "I know, but it's just a bottle of low-level potion, which is considered as compensation for him."

Unbeknownst to the departed Count Crolin, his brain

It has already been visited by the devil.

The elf could only regretfully give him a life potion as compensation. After all, he looked very painful when searching for souls.

But if the devil hadn't said that this person's soul was relatively clean, the elf wouldn't have sent the potion.

——Following the Demon King and hanging around with a bunch of monsters for a long time, the young human soul in the elf's body has been raised a lot now. If it weren't for the racial nature that allowed him to maintain his love for life, he might be everything now. It's dark.

The elf's words were a side explanation to the devil, and his actions were not because he was dissatisfied with the devil's behavior.

The Demon King hugged the Elf who was sitting back next to him, and completely ignored the other monsters still present. He put his head directly on the Elf's neck, rubbed his ears and temples, and even rubbed his hood off.

Being so intimate in front of several monsters, the elf's face was red and bleeding, but he did not push the devil away.

It's just nuzzling and no kissing, so I can't bear it.

The Terror Knight Commander and the Werewolf Priest looked away from the Demon King and Elf very discerningly, but the Witch Lilia and Silas were different. The former looked at it with interest and wished they could get closer, while the latter opened his eyes. With a pair of big, dull eyes, they seemed to be in a state of disbelief, but in fact they still saw their every move.

Fortunately, the Demon King was very measured and did not continue after rubbing for a few times. Instead, he never let go of the elf's hand.

The Demon King began to get down to business: "This man seems to be King Posenaka's right-hand man, but I didn't find any information about the so-called envoy in his memory, and he also doesn't know the other person's existence."

"Is this divine envoy so mysterious?" The elf forced himself to calm down and tried to focus on the topic: "Isn't this a little too strange?"

"It is true." Lilia said. As a former saint of the Light God Religion, she has the best say on this: "The envoy of God is a very noble place in a religion. The priest who can be called such is not the current one." The Pope will also be the next Pope, and the title "Your Majesty" belongs exclusively to the Pope. Even I couldn't be called that way."

Tectero also nodded: "To have these two titles at the same time, and still be so unknown, the identity of the other party is very suspicious."

"Could it be the sun god?"

"The gods cannot come directly to the world." The werewolf priest explained to the elves: "The real gods actually have no entity. They are just like the natural consciousness you encountered. They are special existences composed of energy, but they are different from The difference with natural consciousness is that the power of gods is too powerful and domineering, and the world in which humans live cannot accept them.”

"But if it's just a projection, it's possible."

"But gods are very arrogant beings. They are not willing to let humans see their divine bodies, so they generally prefer to use divine descending."

After a long speech, the werewolf priest concluded: "But this is just my guess. After all, this is not our original world. Maybe the gods here will be more friendly?"

The elf understood: "So both are possible."

"Yes."

The elf suddenly thought of a question: "Why does the other party want to see us? Has our identity been exposed? Does he know that we are monsters, so he wants to deal with us?"

we?

As soon as these words came out, all the monsters, including the Demon King, looked at the unaware elf.

This person may have forgotten that his race is a natural elf, a natural member of the light camp, an ally of the Light God Religion, rather than a monster of the dark camp that is naturally opposed to the light gods.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the elf who didn't notice what he said wrongly asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." The Demon King smiled and changed the subject: "The messenger was injured when he left?"

"Yes." Tectello lowered his head guiltily: "I was too angry at the time, so I couldn't help but give him a lesson, but please don't worry, I didn't use magic power, I just suppressed him with my momentum. That’s all, there is absolutely no dark energy in him.”

In the territory of the Sun God Cult, he would not leave any clues carelessly.

The Demon King nodded: "Then we can rule out the possibility of exposure."

Lilia saw that her lover's face was not good, and she wanted to save the situation. She thought for a while: "Could it be related to the life potion? After all, the divine descending technique will consume the caster's vitality, and the life potion can replenish this consumption."

"That's also a possibility."

The author has something to say: Demon King: We are fine.

Elf:? ?

The funeral of the cousin-in-law I mentioned earlier who passed away unexpectedly has been decided. She will be buried starting today and tomorrow. However, our relationship is not very close, so I don’t have to go to the funeral, but I still have to go to the funeral today to give the gift money. It will be held in her hometown. Yeah, I’ve never been to this place. I heard it’s quite far away. It’s a long car ride away. I went there with my aunt. I hope I’m still alive when I get motion sick. o(╥﹏╥)o I’ll try to be on time for my afternoon update. …

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