The group hates the group and becomes the group's favorite: the female supporting character is

Contrary to Linnai's expectation, an aunt behind them spoke up: "Sir, Locke does have prosopagnosia. This child can't distinguish colors yet. Our neighbors can give him this." testify."

Linnaeus:…

Good guy, he came prepared.

Hearing these words, the soldier who had already raised his giant sword frowned. Cyril met his gaze without fear and smiled very honestly.

The soldier who defended the city seemed to know the person played by Cyril. He also nodded and agreed with the aunt's statement.

The leading soldier's expression changed several times, and finally he just waved his hands with a stern face, signaling to Cyril and the others to leave quickly. Cyril nodded repeatedly, took Linnai's hand and walked out boldly.

After leaving the city gate and confirming that no one was following them, Cyril quickly took out the revealing potion and handed it to Linnai, and he quickly sighed.

Feeling the stretch of his face and bones, Cyril stretched out comfortably: "You almost suffocated me to death just now."

Linnai hesitated while holding the potion: "Are we going to change back now?"

You'll meet other people when you leave the city, right? She remembered that there were a lot of zeros on their wanted posters!

Cyril waved his hand nonchalantly: "You have to prove your innocence. Of course you have to attract more attention at this time."

"Besides, what if the guy pretending to be you does bad things again in your name? Let's be a little more public so that he doesn't dare to do anything again."

Lin Nai thought it made sense, nodded repeatedly, and drank the revealing potion.

So one person and one elf set out on the road to the Aoki Forest.

……

Late at night, Kaweiya Empire, Duke of Cumberland's Palace.

Vivian was wearing silk pajamas, sitting in front of the dressing table and closing her eyes. The maid gently combed her hair with gentle and careful movements.

"There are several groups of guys watching you outside the door, including this new maid." A low voice sounded in Vivian's ears, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, "Your good father should be starting to doubt you, hehehehe …”

Vivian didn't move her lips and used telepathy to talk to the voice: "Where is Linnai now?"

"Our people are tracking you and can send you there." The voice whispered, with a hint of confusion, "She is now with the descendant of the light elf. Do you want to snatch him away?"

Vivian opened her eyes, her green eyes flashing: "Of course."

She raised her hand and gently touched the mirror with her slender fingers. The girl in the mirror had a smile as bright as a flower, like a phantom of the past, which made Vivian dazed for a moment.

That’s how it’s always been, isn’t it?

"Miss, what's wrong?" the maid asked warmly.

Vivian shook her head gently and said in an innocent tone: "It's okay, I just think your craftsmanship is very good."

She turned around, looked at the maid with her green eyes, and her tone became lower and lower: "But, where is the maid sister who combed my hair before?"

……

There were some scattered villages outside the city. Considering that Linnaeus needed to eat and rest frequently, Cyril decided to take Linnaeus to a nearby village to rest for a night.

"Let's be honest, elementary school girl, you are really too thin. Even though I am prosopagnosic, you stand out among your peers because your mosaic is one size smaller than others." Cyril complained while rubbing it. Lin Nai's head was thinking about giving her something delicious to eat.

Linnaeus couldn't complain about the description of "smaller mosaic" and simply let Cyril be.

Cyril's cheerful voice suddenly stopped, his hand was retracted, and the expression on his face became serious.

Are there enemies?

Lin Nai subconsciously summoned the staff and looked around cautiously.

Cyril did not speak, but suddenly grabbed Linnai's back collar and started running away. It was rare to see Cyril so serious, so Linnai shut up obediently.

Until the smell of blood went from faint to overwhelming, Linnai probably guessed what happened, but the vision in front of her suddenly fell into darkness - Cyril covered her eyes.

Linnai was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly but firmly: "Let me see, Senior Cyril."

There will always be such a day.

"You are still young, you shouldn't watch." Cyril's voice was muffled.

Linnai rarely spoke gently: "But Senior Cyril, I am a mage, a psychic mage."

silence.

The hand blocking his view slowly moved away.

A shadow appeared before his eyes.

Lin Nai suddenly had a bad premonition. She slowly raised her head. The moment she saw the scene in front of her clearly, her scalp was numb and a strong sense of nausea came over her: the shadow was cast by a "mountain", a mountain made of people. The "mountain".

Those faces that were horrified and distorted in pain were just randomly piled together, like a young child trampling on the bugs one by one on the ground with nothing to do, and then going to kill the bugs that were no longer shaped Bodies piled up.

Cruel and bloody.

"Wait a minute." Cyril's eyes lit up as he looked at the ball of light beating in his palm, "There are still living people."

After saying that, he picked up Linnai with one hand and carried her on his back, running towards somewhere. Linnai covered her mouth with her hands and frantically adjusted her mind.

Cyril ran all the way to a small house in the corner of the village. He entered the house, ignored the blood stains all over the room, walked to the closet in one room, and then gently opened the closet door.

The moment he opened the cabinet door, a dagger stabbed out. Cyril quickly used a small magic to block it.

It was a little human boy, about seven or eight years old. His face was full of tears, but his brown eyes were shining with an almost crazy light.

"Kids, we are not bad people." Cyril tried his best to lower his voice. He opened his palms, and tiny dots of light slowly rose up, reflecting in the little boy's tearful eyes. "Look, I am light. As a magician, light and chaos are mortal enemies.”

Cyril calmed the little boy patiently: "Come out first and tell us what happened, okay?"

The descendants of the light elves probably have their own affinity. Although there was no change in the little boy's face, he still slowly moved out of the closet.

Seeing this, Cyril wanted to turn aside to make room for him. Linnai, who was still on Cyril's back, had just recovered a little, and stretched out his head tiredly, just in time to look at the little boy.

The moment he saw Linnai's face clearly, the little boy's eyes suddenly burst out with astonishing hatred. He suddenly screamed loudly and was about to stab Linnai with the dagger in his hand.

Cyril caught the little boy with quick eyes and hands: "Linnaeus, release him!" He thought the little boy was controlled by Chaos.

Linnaeus quickly called out his staff and began to recite a spell. The little boy struggled in vain under Cyril while staring at Linnaeus with hatred.

"You devil, give my sister back!" A sharp voice came out of the little boy's throat. Linnai's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Cyril frowned: "You..."

"I won't remember wrong...it's you! It's you!" The little boy suddenly bit Cyril's hand. Cyril actually felt the pain and let go of the shackles. The little boy took the opportunity to fly up with gray mist in his hand. The dagger stabbed Linnai fiercely.