That's a fake elf

Ling, who came back from the secret realm, was stunned when she saw that her room was almost completely destroyed.

Seeing that his sister was like a man possessed, chasing Li Ang everywhere with weapons, Ling used [Water Prison Technique] to control Qin: "Sister, are you planning to tear down my room?"

"Ling, he molested me!" Qin, who was controlled, put away her weapon unhappily, her eyes red.

"I didn't." Li Ang panted as he used the [Time Hourglass] to cover the room and restore it to the way it was a minute ago.

"Yes, you touched me here, and you said it was small, like a poached egg." Qin pressed her chest angrily, accusing her sister of Leon's 'atrocities'.

Ling stared at Li Ang expressionlessly, and the [Zhaoxin Water Mirror] in her hand made a squeaking sound.

The room that had returned to normal was suddenly filled with water mist.

Countless water elemental creatures were looming among them, and for a while, the atmosphere became a little solemn.

"I didn't mean it." Looking at those water elemental creatures, Li Ang took a few steps back, held up the piano pillow in front of him, and said without tears:

"I admit my mistake, I surrender, I'm sorry."

"I am willing to accept punishment. Even if you stab me in the chest, I will have nothing to say."

"You know that Ling and I can't kill you." Qin glared at Li Ang angrily and rushed out of the room angrily.

"Am I forgiven?" Looking at Qin's daughter-like behavior, Li Ang's expression became a little strange.

"In the tradition of our ghost tribe, a woman's breasts and a man's spine are sacred, and only their spouses, brothers and sisters can touch them."

Ling took a deep look at Li Ang and said seriously:

"If you touch my sister's breasts, there are only two consequences, either you will be killed or you will marry her."

"If it weren't for Your Highness Gao Lan, my sister would kill you."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly burning Li Anglei's skin.

He really didn't expect that the ghost clan still had such rules.

"Well, are there no exceptions?" Li Ang touched his nose and said with an embarrassed look.

"I know that you and His Highness Gao Lan are in love, and I have no intention of letting my sister get involved in your relationship." Ling dispersed the water elemental creatures and water mist, and her expression became a little complicated:

"You just need to give her a promise according to the ghost clan's tradition. As for when to fulfill this promise, it will be after my death."

"You..." Li Ang looked horrified and looked at Ling in disbelief.

"Although I am in the Mage Alliance, I have always paid attention to the Gaotang Kingdom. Now wars are raging there, dragons and snakes are rising, and many immortals and gods have begun to attack each other because of the internal fighting among the nine gods."

There was a hint of bitterness in Ling's eyes. She walked to the desk and sat down, her voice becoming hoarse:

"If we return to the Gaotang Kingdom to quell the chaos, even with the support of our two sisters, His Highness Gao Lan will definitely escape death."

"With my current body, if I participate in a high-intensity war, I may die at any time."

"Then you said you were willing to wait before?" There was a trace of confusion in Li Ang's eyes.

"That is to appease the hearts of His Highness Gao Lan and my sister. If I don't say that, there will be a gap between Your Highness and my sister."

Ling stretched out her palm, pulled out a dreamlike green light strip from the [Zhaoxin Water Mirror], sighed and said:

"This is Aylan's memory. I have already dealt with some irrelevant parts of it."

"You have extremely high mental power, you should be able to digest it completely quickly."

[You have obtained Alan’s memory (special)]

"Ling, you will recover." Li Ang took the green light belt, looked at Ling's bitter expression, his heart softened, and he took out five bottles of [Fountain of Life] from the system space.

"Thank you."

Looking at the treasure exuding powerful life force in front of the desk, a smile appeared on Ling's lips.

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Huangta Village

Three full hours later, seeing that Ailan still had not come out of the village, the followers finally felt a little uneasy.

One of the [Secret Archers] finally couldn't help but suggest to Alan's adjutant Gray to check out the situation.

"You guys wait here." Gray looked at the sun in the sky, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

"Master Gray, are you okay on your own?" a [Secret Archer] asked with a worried look on his face.

"If I don't come back in half an hour, you go and transfer the troops from the northern mining area." Gray thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

"That's... well."

The [Secret Archers] looked at each other, and finally nodded helplessly.

Gray sighed helplessly, looked at the [Secret Archers] with complicated eyes, and began to check the weapons and equipment.

The dozen or so people present were all Lord Ailan's personal guards, and they were absolutely direct descendants. However, the composition of the troops in the northern mining area was complicated.

Among them were Lord Aylan's father, the Earl of Haiyan City, and some other Lord Fanasil. Gray would never transfer them unless absolutely necessary.

But now that Lord Ailan has not returned, he can no longer control that much.

"Hey, it's Master Ailan, he's back!"

Just when Gray was about to set off, a figure suddenly walked out of Huangta Village, and a sharp-eyed [Secret Archer] immediately shouted excitedly.

Seeing this, the other followers quickly began to tidy up their appearance, fearing that Ailan would see their bad side.

"Lord Ailan, why did it take you so long to come back?"

Looking at 'Alan', who was wearing a [Secret Archer] suit and a black cloak, Gray trotted up to him and asked nervously.

"I was injured a little while trying to convince Sol, so I had to rest there for a while."

'Alan' glanced at the [Secret Archers], and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Are you injured? Is it serious? Do you need me to inform Princess Donna..."

"No, it's just some skin injuries. I've bandaged them. You can recover after returning to the camp and resting for a few days." Seeing Gray's anxious expression, 'Alan' shook his head and walked towards his horse.

"I hope you're fine." Gray finally breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at 'Alan', who was still agile and seemed unaffected.

"Lord Ailan, didn't you say you want to go back to the camp? You should go north!" Looking at 'Ailan' galloping towards the south, Gray shouted in panic:

"Your side is the location of the southern mining area."

"..." The corners of Ailan's mouth twitched, and he patted the war horse beneath him, which was obviously restless, and used his mental power to directly control it.

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northern mining area

The guards looked at the [Secret Archers] riding back with envious expressions on their faces.

On Jinchao Island, let alone war horses, even ordinary horses are rare things.

Only Leonardo and his legion of heavily armored knights could equip war horses.

The reason why Ailan and his men were able to equip these war horses worth thousands of gold was thanks to his 'mistress', the princess of Vastia.

This is almost universally known to people in the northern mining areas.

"Sir Ailan, you are coming to inspect the work, why didn't you send someone to notify me in advance?"

A Fanasil man with green hair and brown eyes and a facial pattern trotted up to 'Alan' and said nervously.

"Marian, do I need to report to you when I return to my camp?" 'Alan' said coldly.

"I'm sorry, look at my bad mouth. I really deserve a slap." Marian slapped himself twice and said with a flattering smile.

"Marian, where are the orcs I arranged to come here before?"

Ignoring the other party's flattering look, 'Alan' looked around the camp with a trace of doubt on his face.

"Them?" Marian was stunned for a moment, then became a little embarrassed and said hesitantly:

"Those guys..."

"Marian, do you also want to keep company with those orcs?" A cold light flashed in Aylan's eyes, and his powerful aura made Marian almost kneel on the ground.

"Let me tell you, Master Ailan, not long after those orcs entered the mine, they had a conflict with other slave workers, and now I have locked them up."

Marian pointed to the only cell in the camp and said in a panic.

"Bring them to me." 'Alan' put away his momentum, took a deep look at Marian, then turned to Gray and said:

"Gray, please run an errand for me and inform Leonardo that trial by combat will be held the day after tomorrow."

"Yes."

Gray, who was in a daze because of 'Alan''s sudden burst of anger, glanced at 'Alan' with some confusion, hesitated, nodded, and turned to leave.