That's a fake elf

Just when Emilia and Gao Lan had dismissed Liang as air, Ilya took his hand and ran towards the 'buffet' below.

"Ilya?"

"Hehe, my snacks are all rationed. The maid and housekeeper never let me eat more in order to keep me in shape, but today this is my home court. I can eat as much as I want."

Ilya picked up a silver dinner plate and put it in Li Ang's hand, then used tongs to pick up pieces of fruit cake and put them on it. When he couldn't put them down anymore, he started eating on his own.

"..." Li Ang was speechless.

"Beautiful lady, the radiance radiating from your body makes the sun and moon moved by it, and makes flowers shy. I wonder if I am lucky enough to know your name?"

A man wearing black and white aristocratic clothing with slightly purple eyes walked up to Ilya, bowed slightly, stretched out his right hand, and had an elegant smile on his face.

The noble lady next to him suddenly blushed when she saw his handsome appearance.

"Ahem, go away, go away, I don't like a man like you who smells like fish."

When Ilya saw the young man's hand, his expression changed slightly, as if he smelled something foul, he covered his nose and took a few steps back.

"Miss, are you sick? Why don't I take you to see a doctor!" The young noble's face darkened, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He took two steps forward and tried to grab Elijah's hand.

"Sir, didn't you see that she rejected you?" Li Ang stood in front of the young noble with a cold expression.

"I wonder who you are?" As soon as he touched Li Ang's body, the young man seemed to be electrocuted and took several steps back, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

"He is my cousin. Let me tell you, you'd better stay away from me, otherwise my cousin will beat you." Ilya stuck his head out from behind Li Ang, pinched his nose and said in a fake tone.

"Sorry, I'm being rude."

The young noble lowered his head and glanced at Li Ang cautiously. After realizing that he was not paying attention to himself, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and began to court other noble ladies.

"Hey, you scumbag." Ilya picked up the hot towel brought by the maid and wiped his lips. He looked at the back of the young noble with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"What did you mean when you said she smelled like fish?" Li Ang frowned.

"Well, I can smell the magic. For example, sister Gao Lan smells of lotus flowers, my sister smells of lilies, and cousin, you smell of kiwi fruit."

Ilya whispered:

"That guy just now exudes the smell of rancid seafood all over his body."

"The smell of rancid seafood? According to you, don't many aristocratic ladies and young masters here have this smell?" Li Ang couldn't laugh or cry, and he immediately thought of something inappropriate for children.

"Are you suspecting me of lying?" Ilya said angrily, his eyes widening.

"Then tell me, besides the person just now, who else here smells of rancid seafood?" Li Ang said with a smile.

"Just her, her, him, and him." Seeing that Li Ang didn't believe it, Ilya immediately pulled him to the second floor and pointed at a few people who were hurriedly leaving the castle hall with their new 'friends'.

Initially, Li Ang didn't care much about Ilya's testimony, but when he injected mana into his eyes and opened the [Eye of Concentration], his expression suddenly changed.

"Ilya, stay with your sister for a while, and don't go with strangers."

"Cousin Li Ang, what's wrong with you? Why did your expression suddenly become so serious?" Elijah was startled when he saw Li Ang's gloomy expression.

"Don't ask too many questions, just obey."

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Outside the castle, Gao Lan quickly followed Li Ang, his expression becoming a little solemn:

"Are you sure you read it right?"

"Absolutely not. My focused eyes can see through illusions and magic. Those people Ilya pointed out just now, without exception, all have illusion disguises."

Li Ang said in a deep voice:

"After seeing through the illusions on them, I found that they all have the power of evil gods more or less."

"Although it is very weak, I am sure that the power of this evil god is exactly the same as what I saw on the fallen druid last time."

Because he broke up the good deeds of the R'lyeh sect and killed the fallen druid in Harley, the other party has become very cautious.

Originally, he thought that these guys would calm down for a while, but unexpectedly, they started to intensify their efforts now, directly turning their targets from professionals to the children of these big nobles.

It was unimaginable to him that if all the children of these noble families were killed, how big a disturbance would be caused in Pegliano.

"We are late, they have already left." Gao Lan looked at the ruts and horse hoof prints on the ground with a gloomy expression.

"We can't let them escape, otherwise Ilia, Emilia, and I will all get into big trouble." Li Ang said with a bitter smile.

This banquet was initiated because of him and Amelia. If he was really investigated, he would definitely be the first object of suspicion by the nobles.

"Just leave this place to me and you go hunt them down." Gao Lan was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Well, I'll trouble you, Gao Lan."

"Go."

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Several luxurious carriages were speeding along the forest path a few kilometers away from Baihua Manor.

The coachman responsible for driving the carriage had dull eyes, like a puppet. He did not care for the carriage worth hundreds or thousands of gold coins under him at all, and allowed the branches on the roadside to scratch the decorations.

Even the horses that they regarded as treasures in the past were treated as ordinary horses by them, and they whipped them with whips just to make them go faster.

"Not enough, hurry up!"

The window of a carriage was suddenly opened, revealing a face. Looking carefully, it was the young man who had met Leon and Ilya before.

At this moment, he was grabbing the face of a noble girl and holding her down. Her face was ferocious, her eyes were red, and she was breathing heavily. She was not as elegant and handsome as before.

"Well, Quest, what are you afraid of?" A woman with a blushing face opened the window, her body rising and falling with the bumps of the carriage.

"Shut up, Teresa!" The young man gritted his teeth and glared at the other person, then slammed the window and suppressed the fear in his heart.

The reason why he was so scared was that at the moment when he collided with Li Ang, he sensed the despairingly powerful power of the old god.

When he joined the Raleye sect, a priest of the old gods told him clearly that the most powerful enemy of the Raleye sect was not the priests and their gods at all, but other old gods and their believers.

Because the new gods and their priests would imprison or kill them at most if they caught them, while the other old gods would extract their souls and torture them crazily and listen to their cries.

Therefore, he would rather be caught and burned to death by the druids than fall into the hands of other priests and believers of the old gods.

"Calm down, Quest, maybe he didn't notice you?" The young noble hugged the head of the noble girl next to him, and used illusion to control her to lick the dirt off her body, comforting himself.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the carriage he was riding in began to shake violently, and then the entire carriage began to spin.

The powerful centrifugal force caused him to lose control of the girl under him in an instant.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ooooooooooooooo!"

The severe pain that came from underneath his body made Quest whimper.

"Tsk, it's disgusting."