221 Chapter 221 - Invasion

The unease Gallolei has been feeling the entire time has been verified. Leaning and grabbing onto Ayte, she could hear the forest weeping.

No, it was not a figure of speech. Gallolei could sense the sorrow and anger of the forest.

Perhaps it was because she was chosen as the Priestess of the World Tree.

The brown bear Ayte brought Gallolei to the plaza beside the World Tree. Thousands of Blackwood Elves were gathered on the plaza. From the bows and arrows in their hands, it was clear that they’re prepared for war.

“Elder Safran! Fire… the trees surrounding the forest have been engulfed! I saw a monster covered in flames! Demon… it must be the demons!”

A seriously injured young elf was being supported by his companion as he walked toward the leading elders. His mind seemed to wonder, going out of control even. He must’ve witnessed something terrifying before being seriously injured.

“Demons… why would demons attack the forest?”

“What would they want from burning down the forest?”

Gallolei got down from the brown bear Ayte’s back. She was planning to inform Elder Safran what she encountered earlier when the brown bear Ayte roared angrily again.

The brown bear’s roar caught the attention of all the elves present. Then, Ayte pounced at one of the elves.

When the elves were thinking that Ayte had lost control, that ‘elf’ Ayte pounced at quickly pulled out a dagger to defend against the incoming brown bear.

But, Ayte was a bear over three meters tall. Its body could destroy any steel shield. The ‘elf’ ended up being overturned by Ayte’s strength and was forced to roll several times on the ground. After that, his appearance suddenly changed from an elf to a figure covered in a black robe.

“Moroka! Damn it… what have you done to Moroka?!”

It seemed like there was an elf that knew the ‘elf’ Ayte attacked. Unfortunately, his friend was already gone. A despicable individual was pretending to be his friend.

When Gallolei saw this, she immediately thought of a novel that she had read on the Mage Forum’s Motionless Library sub-forum, a novel called ‘Diary of an Inquisitor.’ A scene in that novel vividly appeared in her head.

‘The most despicable ability inquisitors possess is how they’re able to transform themselves into the appearance of any human or other creatures. Even the inspection magics cast by the most outstanding mages would not be able to distinguish their disguises. I’ve once used this ability to disguise myself as the wife of my assassination target. As my target smiled at me, I pierced my sword into his heart… That was not a memory that I was fond of.’

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Inquisitors… Heresy Tribunal! The Holy Church!

“Inquisitor of the Holy Church, why are you infringing upon this ancient land?”

Faint green runes were radiating from Elder Safran’s hand. He was the one who used magic to confine that inquisitor. The thorny roots cut through the inquisitor’s hood and revealed his face.

When the elves saw the inquisitor’s true appearance, they all revealed expressions of disgust.

That inquisitor had lost the proper appearance of a human. Scales were present on his skin. His mouth has been sewn together by something. Because of that, he was incapable of speech.

Before Elder Safran could even interrogate the inquisitor, magic tentacles emerged from the ground… Those tentacles rushed toward the elves gathered on the plaza.

The majority of the elves chose to evade the tentacles. But, a small portion of them suddenly drew their weapons at their own fellow citizens.

Not even Elder Safran expected this. But, he realized that things were not that simple the moment he saw those tentacles.

Jade green rune inscriptions started to glimmer from his hand. The other elf elders also smashed their staffs onto the ground. The entire forest started to tremble.