Mage Legend

But the dwarves focused more on welcoming those elf friends. They approached, revealed their identities, and then enthusiastically led the riders to the guest room. The elves were somewhat surprised by this sudden welcome; although they had heard of the dwarves' reputation for hospitality, to be welcomed as elves? Simply not falling into the longstanding disputes caused by history and tradition was enough to please them immensely.

This might be because, after experiencing the pain of losing loved ones, the dwarves better understood the value of friendship. Those arguments about art forms now seemed trivial.

Soka lay on the tiger, treating it as his most comfortable sofa. Recently, Zilvra often accompanied Lynch in the magic laboratory, busy with who knows what. Apart from caring for the Desire Demon who hadn't woken up yet, she didn't have to train, and naturally felt quite bored. The little angel stroked the patterns on the tiger's forehead, staring at the group of Wind Steeds, and said, "Stupid tiger, look at them, mounts with wings carry beautiful riders, how elegant! And now we, it's the rider who has wings! Don't expect me to hold you and fly into the sky."

The white tiger whimpered in dissatisfaction, seemingly understanding Soka's words, feeling aggrieved, "It's not my fault..."

Meanwhile, inside the control tower, Zilvra was also complaining to Lynch. Recently, she had been busy helping the mage organize those books about the Outer Plane. As one of the few in the castle who's proficient in Heavenly Language and Abyss Language, thanks to her past training as a key priest, Lynch considered it crucial to understand the enemy's true nature, believing that this giant snake was not indigenous to the Anriel World.

Zilvra plopped the book in her hand onto the ground, then suddenly jumped onto Lynch's back, lightly pinching his neck with both hands: "Mage, how long are you going to keep busy? These tedious tasks are taking up our time for enjoyment."

Feeling the tenderness behind him, along with the sensation of Zilvra's slender fingers gradually tightening, Lynch rubbed his eyes and said softly, "Believe me, these things are very necessary..."

"Now they're all busy meeting, having boring meetings. No one will interrupt." Zilvra released her hold, pinching the mage's ear: "Are you afraid of me? Without a spell, you always end up exhausted by me, isn't that right?"

"Oh? I would absolutely not admit to that." Lynch took out a white Crystal Ball, and after chanting a spell, it revealed the scene of the dwarves meeting the elves. He said, "That day it wasn't me who slept the whole day. Now, let me see what they're talking about. Zilvra, I know you don't want me tangled in these troubles, you want me to be yours alone. But I have many friends whose homes are threatened with extinction. I cannot..."

Zilvra lightly jumped away, giving the mage a strong pat on the back, then said, "Save your breath, those preachings are of no use to me. What's the point of those fools fighting and killing each other? Can you stop all hatred? Killing has been the nature of all living things since the day the world was born, and it will continue until the world ends. But don't worry, I'll help you, keep organizing those tedious books, hmm?"

"Thank you, I know your words are tough, but you have a good heart."

"When did you see through me? I don't think so." Zilvra said, "Although my skin is as white as Soka's, I have a black heart beating in my chest, with enticing but deadly green venom flowing through my veins. Maybe one day you'll find yourself trapped in the web I've spun, unable to move, only able to let out dying cries from your throat, and as I slowly approach, holding a dagger gleaming with cold light, what do you think of that scene?"

"I admit, you've somewhat scared me." Lynch turned his head to look at Zilvra, then said, "But I really want to see it."

The elves left two knights to guide the way to the castle and returned the same day. They needed to report the news of the dwarves' arrival. They also spoke about various recent happenings near the Elf Kingdom, but the central topic was about those who coveted the elf magic weapons. They tried every possible way to sneak into the Elf Forest, doing all they could to find things they couldn't even use. Some, blinded by greed, even aimed their crossbow arrows at the patrolling guards.