I am the heroine's godfather!

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"However, as time went on, there was still no news of them, so people speculated that they might have been sacrificed by an evil god, or that they had died when their lifespan was over."

"But since you put it that way, maybe they're still alive?"

The Elf Queen frowned: "Even a thousand years ago, the Guardian Knights had one eighth-rank, one seventh-rank, and four sixth-rank knights. Now, a thousand years later, it's hard to imagine what level they have reached."

"However, Adams certainly didn't take that step to become a demigod."

Loran said, "Otherwise, there would be no reason for the Church of the Evil God to remain dormant."

"Yeah, I think so too."

The Elf Queen nodded slightly: "But even so, we need to be prepared that they may have already reached the seventh rank, and some may even have reached the eighth rank."

“Little Lorian, perhaps you should report this to Her Majesty the Holy Maiden, and the Holy See should also prepare for this.”

"Yes, I thought so too."

Estia frowned: "Mother, since the Holy Knights you mentioned still exist, could they possibly appear during the attack on the Ancient Elf Tree by the Deathly Apostles?"

"...probably not."

The Elf Queen shook her head: "I don't know what they're thinking, or why they want to hide, but now that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden's representative is here, they probably won't want to be exposed."

"However, we still need to be prepared for both possibilities."

The Elf Queen sighed: "It seems that agreeing to the agreement with the Demon Clan was indeed the right thing to do... Having one more seventh-tier combatant at this time is a good thing for us."

"Alright, that's enough for today. Estia, go and entertain the demon envoy."

"Yes."

"I'll go as well."

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"Hahahaha! Come on! That's it! Fight! Combat! Listen, the swords are crying out!!!"

Standing on the arena, looking at Lesteringer, who was facing him with a greatsword, Loran would probably want to strangle himself for suggesting that he come with Estia half an hour earlier.

At that time, Loran and Estia came to Lestinger and Lucifer to convey the Queen's agreement to cooperate, and then the group began to chat.

That being said, the group didn't really have much in common. Then, as they were chatting, Lucifer suddenly clapped his hands: "Speaking of which, Lacey, you and Lorian haven't fought yet, have you? Want to give it a try? This is a rare opportunity!"

Loran knew immediately that this guy was just looking for trouble, but before he could refuse, Lestinger slammed his hand on the table: "Great! I couldn't be happier!"

And that's how it turned out.

Loran reasonably suspected that Lesteen had somehow offended Lucifer, which was why the guy was secretly causing trouble and getting Loran to teach her a lesson.

You're saying she didn't do it on purpose? How could that be! Lucifer was the first witness to Loran's breakthrough to the seventh rank in martial arts! Even if Loran had only cultivated magic to the seventh rank back then, she was already much stronger than Lestinger, and even a bit stronger than Lilith, let alone now that she's at the seventh rank in both!

Loran doesn't believe that Lucifer's proposal wasn't based on any personal grudges.

Loran casually swung the Holy Tribunal's Judgment, repelling Lesteringer's greatsword. Lesteringer's taunt echoed, "Such a sissy sword, how dare you even bring it out!"

A few # marks involuntarily appeared on Loran's forehead.

This is a sacred relic from the Papacy, a gift from Messiah! Your royal relic might not even compare to mine!

But Loran also knew that this guy didn't actually have any bad intentions—well, what she actually said was her bad intentions; she genuinely thought this sword girl was being annoying.

Apologize to all the guys who use light swords, you idiot!

Loran sighed, becoming more serious, and a dazzling golden flame appeared in his eyes.

He swung his sword, and golden flames multiplied into countless forms, rushing towards Lestinger.

Chapter 180 Sparring and Touring

"Well done!"

Lestinger laughed loudly, crimson demonic flames coiling around the massive sword. She slashed down fiercely, the crimson flames tearing through the earth, a hundred-meter-high inferno rushing towards Loran's location. If this weren't the elven arena, protected by the ancient elven tree, this single strike would likely have reduced the entire arena to ashes.

Even so, this is already the result of her suppressing it.

Estia watched this scene carefully, pondering how she would react if she were in Loran's position.

If it were me, I would probably avoid it at this moment. Lester's fighting style is very open and aggressive, and I would probably look for a suitable opportunity to strike and win.

So, how will Loran respond?

Naturally, it's a wave-pairing phenomenon!

Come on, let's have a match! Whoever backs down is a coward!

Look at their positioning! Lorraine is on the right! Historically, the left side loses in matches! He's not Dynamo!

With a flick of his wrist, the Holy Judgment sword pointed directly at Lestergol, and ten thousand lightsabers merged into one!

The flames and lightsaber collided, unleashing a tremendous aftershock, which was then blocked by the protective shield surrounding the arena.

For a time, the two sides were locked in a stalemate!

"Wow, I never expected Lorian to choose to fight head-on."

Lucifer seemed somewhat surprised: "This is truly unexpected... Are they going to crush Lace head-on? What a twisted sense of humor."

"It's really funny that the King of Fallen Angels is calling others have a bad sense of humor."

Estia, naturally, wouldn't have many kind words for her old rival, responding with sarcasm. Lucifer's lips curled into a wicked smile: "That won't do, little princess of the elves. We'll be allies in the future! As an ally, you should be on good terms with me. Come, call me Lucifer, sister~"

Estia's lips twitched; she wished she could explode at Lucifer.

"Oh dear, is the little princess shy? Come on, smile!"

Estia silently drew her bow and arrow, then shot an arrow that tore through space, emitting a piercing shriek.

Unfortunately, Lucifer isn't here at all.

The phantom rippled, then subsided like the surface of water.

"How fierce you are, little princess!"

Estia hardened her fist.

Lucifer also knew the principle of moderation, so after retaliating slightly against Estia, he continued to watch the battle between Loran and Lestinger.

The battle between the two was now nearly decided. Lestinger hadn't originally intended to settle the score with this one move, but since Loran had chosen to exchange attacks, how could she back down!

Whoever is cowardly is the grandson!

So they immediately increased their output, showing no intention of backing down.

It's just a pity that Loran is a dual-core drive, which naturally has more power than Lestinger's single-core drive. And the hybrid (crossed out) dual drive of magic and battle aura naturally has better range than Lestinger.

After a period of stalemate, just like a common plot in the tokusatsu genre, Loran's lightsaber gradually overwhelmed Lestinger's demonic flames and charged straight towards Lestinger!

The explosion was deafening, and even Estia couldn't help but worry that Lester might have been accidentally killed by Loran, but Lucifer didn't care at all.

Sure enough, loud laughter rose from the smoke and dust.

"Hahahaha! Awesome! Well done!"

When the smoke cleared, Lester lay on the ground, panting heavily, her body covered in wounds, her armor shattered, revealing her fair skin underneath.

"As expected, Lorian, it's no coincidence that you were able to defeat Lilith!"

"Sigh, really, you Satans are really tough-skinned and thick-skinned—if it were Lucifer, he would definitely be seriously injured if he took that hit head-on."

Loran landed slowly, casually casting a few healing spells. Lestinger became smug: "Did you hear that, Lucifer! I'm better than you!"

Lucifer shook his head helplessly.

Indeed, Loran is right. Lucifer would be seriously injured if he took this attack head-on. The problem is, Lucifer simply cannot take this attack head-on.

She has nine ways to dodge this attack! Even if she can't dodge it, her magic will weaken it to a level she can completely withstand before it hits her!

Lucifer immediately understood that Lorraine was subtly mocking Lesteen's stupidity.

Unfortunately, Lesteen didn't understand at all.

"Now that the competition is over, how about Lorian and the little princess show us around Tinacri?"

"...?"

Estia frowned, about to say something, when Loran nodded: "Of course."

"Pshaw, shopping? What's so great about that! If you ask me, I'd rather have another fight!"

After being cured, Lester, who never seemed to learn her lesson, sprang to her feet, but Loran knew exactly how to handle this kind of person: "There's good wine."

"What are we waiting for! Let's go!"

Indeed, that explains why Lesteen and Christine are such good match.

Estia was somewhat confused. She walked to Loran's side and whispered, "Why do this? You know perfectly well that the elves have a very bad impression of the demons... If you don't make a cover-up, this King of Satan won't have a good experience."

"Yes, I know."

Loran nodded: "Why do you think Lucifer sent Lestinger?"

"why?"

“If it were Lilith, in her non-combat form, she would definitely be so disgusted and hateful by the elves that she would not dare to go out. If it were Lucifer in his true form, it would be too easy for us to be wary. That is why the demons sent Lestinger.”

"after all......"

Loran looked at Lestinger walking ahead and Lucifer floating beside her: "Idiots never care about such trivial things."

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Tinaq, as the capital of the Elven race, is quite prosperous. Although it is not as bustling with merchants and people as coastal cities, it still has goods from all over the continent, and occasionally humans or other races can be seen here. But today, a race that should never have appeared has shown up.

That crimson hair, those obvious demon horns—this, this is definitely, absolutely!

"Satan!"

A young elf spoke each word with gritted teeth.

"what?"

Lestinger turned around, her eyes filled with confusion: "Did you call me for something?"

"Why are demons here?!"

"Damn demons! Get out!"

"You bastards!!!"

Hatred swept over them.

Unlike humans, ten years is too short for elves—too short to forget hatred, too short to forget any of their departed friends.

Chapter 181 Even people can't understand each other, let alone people of different races.

The war ten years ago was not as intense as the three-hundred-year war a thousand years ago, but even so, it did affect all races, especially the elves.

The war did not reach the interior of the Elven realm, after all, the Elven Queen protected this forest. But like the Elf named Amito whom Loran had encountered before, the Elves had a tradition of traveling.

On their travels, they would always encounter many friends, the most numerous of whom were human friends.

After the war broke out, many of their friends died under the swords of the demons.

Therefore, their hatred always has a traceable origin. Loran couldn't comment on this matter; essentially, he wasn't that different from them, and he didn't think much about national righteousness—after all, he wasn't a native of this place.

The reason why Loran can now get along with the demons, including Lucifer and Lestinger, is because his closest friends and family did not die in this war.

So to put it bluntly, Loran's desire for revenge against the demons was not even as strong as his desire for revenge against the duke who killed his parents in this life.

If any of Mysia, Estia, Christine, Serena, or Loran's older brother were to die because of the demons, do you think Loran would just go and fight the demons to the death?

Therefore, Loran is now unable to judge the right or wrong of these elves, and in fact, there is no right or wrong in this matter itself.

Even the people of the six fallen kingdoms could not accept the Qin state, so how could you force the elves, who had personally experienced the war, to accept it? If even people cannot understand each other, how much less can people of different races?

Although the Elf Queen and the elders agreed to Lucifer's proposal, they would not, and could not, directly interfere with the Elf race's thoughts. Therefore, the Demon race still has a long way to go if it wants to improve relations with the Elf race.

Unlike humans, elves are very vengeful.

Now, the first thing the demons need to face is how to deal with this surging wave of malice.

This is what Lestinger has to do, and it's something only she can do.

Lilith is socially awkward and a shut-in; expecting her to handle things is like hoping Loran can restore Messiah's humanity by tomorrow. Lucifer is the next Demon King, making his political symbolism too obvious, and besides, Lucifer himself isn't exactly trustworthy.

As for the old lich? He wouldn't interfere in these matters. In his view, as long as the demon race wasn't on the verge of extinction, he wouldn't leave his B laboratory even half a step.

That's why Loran and his group didn't truly meet the Lord of the Lich King's Court until they reached the Demon King's City.