Chapter 659 - Second Siege of Orida Fortress (5) (2/2)

But she didn’t move at all. There was no life in her eyes; she seemed to be dead.

Molina stood beside her and comforted her, “Your Highness, no need to feel sad. Even with this loyalty pact, you’re still the general, and I am still your subordinate. Our master won’t stand in your way of revenge. If you lead us into the Orida Fortress, he will reward you handsomely too.”

Eugene’s eyes lolled. When the Dark Elf princess did this, her starry eyes rolled, and her expression looked pitiful.

“A lion is leashed and turned into a dog that has to wag its tail and beg for pity. Should I be happy?”

“But can you get rid of the leash?” Molina didn’t hold back. When Eugene didn’t reply, she laughed. “No, right? Since things are like this, why keep torturing yourself? Accept it and allow your conspiracy to have greater benefits. Make yourself stronger. Perhaps there will be new changes in the future.”

At this, Eugene’s eyes brightened.

Molina kept going. “No one knows what the future will be like. Even gods can fall, can’t they?”

“Won’t the God of Destruction punish you for saying this?” Eugene looked at Molina, confused.

Molina shook her head. “That shows that you still don’t understand a god’s wisdom. A god will know if I have this thought. I don’t have to say it out loud. God didn’t punish me in the past and won’t now. Of course, I sincerely wish that my master will become stronger and stronger.”

This logic made Eugene feel much better. She wasn’t the type of person who only knew how to cry. Her heart was stronger than mortals. A while later, she was still upset, but she’d put away these useless emotions.

“How long will it take to recover fully?”

“That’s the most realistic question.” Molina laughed. “You’re heavily injured. The surface wounds will only take one hour, but it will take three days to completely heal and recover 80% of your power.”

“Three days isn’t long!” Eugene used some power and could sit up from the bed. She draped a cape over her close-to-naked body.

Just then, a timid voice sounded outside. “Your Highness?”

Eugene recognized this voice. It was her trusted scout. Since her injuries were okay now, she answered, “What?”

Receiving a reply, the scout was obviously relieved and reported, “Your Highness, someone wants to see you. A High Elf.”

“Oh?” Surprised, Eugene exchanged glances with Molina.

“The Doomsday Meteor from earlier?” Molina whispered.

“I thought that too… Those High Elves are truly tricky.” Eugene sneered. However, he needed the High Elves now and wouldn’t reject them. “Let him in.”

A while later, a High Elf in a dark green cape walked in. It wasn’t a stranger—it was Prince Mordena who had almost been killed.

“Your Highness, I’m very happy to see that you’re still alive.” Prince Mordena smiled, but his eyes were still cold.

Eugene didn’t have any of the arrogance from before. She immediately rose, took a few steps, and plopped down. She actually knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shocking Prince Mordena. Molina was shocked too. She quickly went to help Eugene up while saying, “Your Highness, be careful.”

“What are you doing?” Mordena was honestly frightened.

Eugene tried to seem sincere. “I was brash and ignorant before. I beg for your forgiveness and hope we can work together against the humans.”

Mordena had been angry, but now, the hatred had faded greatly. He sighed. “Your Highness, that is my wish as well.”

…

While Eugene was meeting secretly with the High Elf, the humans of the fortress were at work too. The urgent magic message was sent to Ferde. Less than half an hour later, an airship filled with powerful Magicians set off, escorted by dozens of Dragon Warriors.

The airship was extremely fast. Three hours later, the Orida Fortress appeared before them.

“I heard that Princess Ellie is a Level-14 Magician. I’d love to see how her spells are.” On the airship, Eliard’s extremely handsome face glowed with confidence. Right now, he was already at Level-11, and his power was still rising quickly. With this speed, he could even surpass his good friend Link.

He felt like he could defeat any Magician in the world right now.

There were two other Legendary Magicians standing beside him. They were Elovan and Milose, the High Elves Link had taken from the Isle of Dawn. They had once been more powerful than Eliard, but they were still Level-10 now. Eliard had left them in the dust.

They had complicated feelings now, but when they looked at Eliard, they couldn’t help but feel reverence. This young half-elf indeed possessed unbelievable talent. He also had an ineffable temperament that easily impressed others.