Alien world

Chapter 1138 Chapter 60. Stimulation 1002
"You know that the royal court is watching the attackers wreak havoc everywhere?"

This time, Taidel was silent for a long time. "How did you find out?"

"You allowed the attackers to wreak havoc for too long. This can only mean two things: Either the royal court is too weak to catch the attackers, or you deliberately let them 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 one of your own..."

"No, they are indeed from outside."

"Is this so..."

Teddle chose to reveal some of the secrets: "They are almost unable to hold on. The more damage the attackers cause in the royal court, the more resentment there is against them."

So from a certain perspective, Annan's sudden intervention actually helped the older generation.

Taidel is the leader of the young and vigorous faction, and she stands on Annan's side.

Annan thought carefully about the dispute between the two factions and whispered, "I thought the elves were a group of beautiful, innocent, peace-loving creatures who would not fight for rights."

"We are indeed peace-loving, but naivete...is out of the question."

After all, they were the overlords of the old days for 40,000 years.

"I only have one request," Annan said.

"what?"

"Save Irelanth. She shouldn't be the 'price'."

"I'll try to find her..."

Annan was not satisfied with Taidel's answer, but there was indeed a limit to what she could do.

After putting away the leaves of the World Tree, Annan looked at the quiet cell that looked like a study room.

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 a dungeon and escaping from it.

Hand it over to the Elven King's Court? Annan never gave up.

Who knows if the old-age faction will take Irelanze as a price.

Perhaps in their eyes, the absence of elves would be a price to pay - after the elves die, their souls will return to the World Tree and start over.

But for Annan, if Irelanze died, she was really dead. Even if her soul was reborn, it would no longer be the familiar elf mentor...

Annan pulled out from his pocket the tool he had hidden away when the Elf Warden wasn't paying attention: a spoon.

The Elven Dungeon is made of wood, which is easier to dig than stone. If the giant tree does not react, it should be possible to dig a passage out in a few months.

But by then the celebration was long over.

Activate the amulet?
But I am afraid that once I do this, "Dark Night" will know about it, and it may intensify the conflict.

Annan picked up the branch of the ancient tree of wisdom that the night elf had hinted to him before, thoughtfully.

squeak...

At this moment, a faint cry came from the corner, and Annan looked towards the dark shadow that appeared in the corner.

mouse?

It's normal to have rats in a dungeon, but not in an elf dungeon...

Annan watched as a black shadow crawled out from the corner, stayed in the fluorescent light, and stood up towards Annan.

"Are you the Rat King's spy?" Annan asked softly.

"Squeak..."

It barked a few times, and Annan, who was fluent in the rat language, could barely understand it.

It says it knows the way out.

"where?"

The black rat started running, squeezed out of the gap between the tree roots, turned around and squeaked to urge Annan.

"I can't get out..."

Annan suddenly paused and tentatively extended the branches of the ancient tree of wisdom toward the roots.

As the branches were lightly tapped, the fixed tree roots suddenly twisted and avoided as if they were itchy, forming an arc-shaped gap.

Seeing that it really worked, Annan rubbed the branch along the tree root and opened an archway that he could crawl through. After stepping out of the prison, Annan looked back at the cell where he had been for only a few minutes, and vaguely realized that Dark Night seemed to be dissatisfied with the reaction of the conservatives.

"Follow..."

The black rat ran forward, and Annan followed closely behind it.

A fork in the road appeared ahead, and the black rat rushed straight towards it, followed closely by Annan. As soon as he stepped out, he found that there were guards guarding the other end of the fork, so he quickly retreated to the corner.

After a moment, Annan stuck his head out to observe. The elf guard in the fork in the road seemed to have not noticed and was looking straight ahead.

Annan was still waiting for him to turn around when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

He turned around and bumped into two patrolling elven guards.

Trouble...

Annan clenched the branches of the ancient tree of wisdom, stared at them and quickly thought of an excuse, then he saw the two elves look at each other, turned around without looking back, as if they had made some kind of decision.

"This way..."

The squeaking of the black rat left Annan no time to think about what was going on. He took a deep breath and rushed past the elf guards on the fork in the road.

Nothing happened.

The black rat continued to run forward, and Annan followed behind:
"Wait a minute, do you know where my ring is?"

"Squeak?"

"Yes, a magic ring."

The black rat stood up and sniffed, as if trying to determine the direction, then ran in one direction.

Annan followed closely behind and stopped outside an empty room after dozens of seconds.

In the corner, Annan and Black Rat quietly poked their heads out.

The elf warden who brought Annan sat at a table at the tree roots, holding a book.

Annan's ruby ​​ring was placed on the table.

Annan couldn't get the ring without alerting the Elf Warden. But remembering what he had seen on the road to escape, he decided to take a risk...

Annan walked over the black rat and headed towards the Elf Warden. He did not even raise his head, only the occasional sound of flipping pages could be heard.

Annan walked close to him, even deliberately walking back and forth in front of him. The Elf Warden still kept his head down, as if there was an Annan Reeves in the book.

Annan stretched out his hand toward the table.

wow-

The action of turning the pages of the book made Annan pause, then he continued to reach out.

"Ahem..."

The Elf Warden coughed.

"My things are all in the ring..." Annan lowered his voice.

The Elf Warden sighed helplessly, raised his head, covered his face with the book, and soon began to snore.

Annan took the opportunity to stretch out his arm and grab the magic ring.

"Thanks……"

After putting on the magic ring, Annan whispered, turned back to reunite with the black rat, and ran out.

After realizing that "Dark Night" was deliberately letting him go, Annan stopped hiding and the road ahead was clear.

A few minutes later, steps leading upward appeared ahead.

The black rat stopped in front of a step that was much higher than it was standing and looked back at Annan.

Annan picked it up, put it on his shoulder without any disgust, stepped onto the stairs, 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 welcomed Elder Samael Nightsong who had returned from the Flower Garden.

Samael Yege was talking to everyone when they heard hurried footsteps.

Samael Nightsong and the night elves looked up and stared at Annan, who had just rushed out of the dungeon and was standing frozen in place with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)