Chapter 1138 60. Stimulus 1002
“Do you know that the royal court is sitting back and watching the attackers destroy everything?”
Tedel was silent for a long time this time: “How did you find out? "
"You have allowed the attackers to wreak havoc for too long, which only means two things: either Wang Ting is too weak to even catch the attackers, or you have deliberately allowed them to cause trouble."
"As for the reason...is it the plan of the conservatives in the royal court? To make the elves hostile to outsiders again. I even suspect that the attackers are your own people..."
"No, they are indeed people from outside."
"So..."
Teddel chose to reveal part of the secret: "They can't hold it anymore. The attackers made in the royal court The more destruction they cause, the greater the complaints against them in the royal court.”
So from a certain perspective, Annan who suddenly intervened actually helped the elderly faction.
Tedel is the leader of the Youth Faction, but she sides with Annan.
Annan carefully recalled the dispute between the two factions and whispered: "I thought the elves were a group of beautiful and innocent, peace-loving beings who would not fight for rights."
"We do love peace, but innocence... is Impossible.”
After all, they were the overlords in the past that lasted for 40,000 years.
"I have only one request." Annan said.
“What?”
"Rescue Irelanze. She shouldn't be the 'price'."
"I will try to find her..."
Annan is not satisfied with Tedder's answer, but she can do it Limited indeed.
Putting away the leaves of the World Tree, Annan looked at the quiet cell that looked like a study.
If Annan’s journey were a novel, it would definitely use dungeons to advance the plot.
If Annan's life were a story, it would be a story about dungeons and escape from them.
Leave it to the Elven Court? Annan never gave up.
Who knows whether the old people will take Yrilanze as a price.
Perhaps in their eyes, not having elves will be the price - anyway, after the elves die, their souls will return to the World Tree and start over.
But to Annan, when Yirelanze dies, he is truly dead. Even if her soul is reborn, it will no longer be the familiar elf mentor...
Annan took out the tool he had secretly hidden from the elf warden when he was not paying attention: a spoon from his pocket.
Elven dungeons are made of wood, which is easier to dig than stone. If the giant tree doesn't respond, a passage out should be dug out within a few months.
But the celebration had already ended by then.
Activate the talisman?
But I am afraid that as soon as I do this, "Dark Night" will know about it, and it may intensify the conflict.
Annan thoughtfully picked up the branch of the ancient tree of wisdom that the night elf had hinted at him earlier.
Zhizhi...
At this time, a faint cry came from the corner, and Annan followed the sound and looked at the black shadow that appeared in the corner.
Mouse?
It is normal to have rats in dungeons, but it is not normal in elven dungeons...
Annan watched as a black shadow crawled out from the corner, stayed in the fluorescent light, and stood upright towards Annan.
"Are you the Rat King's spy?" Annan asked softly.
"Zhizhi..."
It called a few times, but Annan, who was proficient in rat language, could barely understand it.
It says it knows the way out.
"Where?"
The black mouse started running, squeezing out the gaps between the tree roots, turning around and "squeaking" to urge Annan.
"I can't get out..."
Annan's words suddenly stopped, and he tentatively stretched the branches of the ancient tree of wisdom towards the roots.
As the branches tap lightly, the fixed tree roots suddenly twist and evade as if being itched, forming an arc-shaped gap.
Seeing that it was really useful, Annan rubbed a branch along the root of the tree to open an arch that could be drilled through. Stepping out of the cell, Annan looked back at the cell where he had only been in for a few minutes, vaguely aware that Dark Night seemed dissatisfied with the reaction of the conservatives.
"Follow..."
The black mouse ran forward, Annan followed closely behind it.
A fork in the road appeared ahead, and the black mouse rushed straight over, followed by Annan. As soon as he stepped out, he found a guard guarding the other end of the fork, and quickly retreated to the corner.
After a while, Annan stuck his head out to observe. The elf guard in the fork in the road didn't seem to notice and looked ahead.
Annan was still waiting for him to turn around, when footsteps suddenly came from behind.
He turned around and bumped into two patrolling elf guards.
Trouble...
Annan clenched the branches of the ancient tree of wisdom, stared at them and quickly thought of excuses, and then saw the two elves looking at each other without looking back. He turned around as if he had made up his mind.
"This way..."
The squeaking black mouse left Annan no time to think about what was going on. He took a deep breath and rushed past the elf guard of the fork in the road——
Nothing happened.
The black mouse continued to run forward, and Annan followed:
"Wait a minute, do you know where my ring is?"
"Squeak?"
"Yes, the magic ring."
The black mouse stood upright and sniffed, as if to identify the direction, and then ran in one direction.
Annan followed closely and stopped outside an empty room dozens of seconds later.
In the corner, Annan and Black Mouse quietly poked their heads out.
The elf warden who sent Annan was sitting at the root table, holding a book.
Annan's ruby ring is placed on the table.
Annan could not get the ring without alerting the Elf Warden. But remembering what he had seen on the way to escape, he decided to take a risk...
Stepping over the head of the black mouse, Annan walked towards the elf warden. He didn't even raise his head, and there was only the occasional sound of turning a book.
Annan walked near him and even walked around in front of him deliberately. The Elf Warden still lowered his head, as if there was an Annan Reeves in the book.
Annan stretched out his hand towards the table.
Crash——
The action of turning the pages of the book made Annan pause, and then continued to reach out.
"Ahem..."
The Elf Warden coughed.
"All my things are in the ring..." Annan lowered his voice.
The Elf Warden let out a helpless sigh, raised his head, covered his face with the book, and soon snored.
Annan took the opportunity to stretch out his arm and grabbed the magic ring.
"Thank you..."
Putting on the magic ring, Annan whispered, turned back to join the black mouse, and ran out.
After realizing that "Dark Night" was deliberately releasing water, Annan stopped hiding and the road ahead was clear.
A few minutes later, the steps extending upward appeared in front.
The black mouse stopped in front of the steps that were much higher than where it stood, and looked back at Annan.
Annan grabbed it, put it on his shoulder without hesitation, stepped on the steps, and ran towards the light at the end of the exit.
In the open space in front of the Night Tree, dozens of night elves greeted Elder Samael Nightsong who returned from the Flower Garden.
Samael Yege was talking to everyone, and at this time, they heard rapid footsteps.
Samael Nightsong and the night elves raised their heads and looked at Annan who had just rushed out of the dungeon and was frozen in place with a smile on his face.
(End of this chapter)