Huh? Are they all real?.

After sighing, Moen's gaze fell upon the large clock, which was easily visible even from this distance.

That was a gift I gave to the King of Turin.

She crafted it herself.

It was a treasure to which she had poured her heart and soul, and which even the dwarves admired.

Thinking of this, Moen lowered his head.

He was a little unsure how to face all of this.

Fortunately, the commotion behind him gave Moen a reason to put everything down.

He pulled out the revolver Mr. Potter had given him and pointed it behind him:

"Come out, or I really will shoot!"

As Moen's voice faded, something else fell from the tree.

When Moen finally saw what it was...

Moen was completely dumbfounded.

Moen swore that this was the first time he had ever seen a spirit representing nature fall from a tree on its own.

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Chapter 109 The Elf with the Big Head, and Moen with the Even Bigger Head (4k)

This was so outrageous that Moen instinctively lowered his pistol and said:

"Are you really an elf?!"

There seemed to be nothing wrong, but one of the elves fell down from the tree.

It was witnessed by the 'Eternal King' Moen.

This truly shocked Moen's worldview.

He clearly remembered that when he was the Eternal King, he would always see the elves hunting down any foolish enemies who dared to invade, like ghosts, in the tangled primeval forests.

For elves, the forest is like the sea to fish.

In short, the current situation is that a drowned fish has appeared in front of Moen.

The other person seemed to know how foolish she was, so even though she was fine, she remained lying on the ground without getting up.

Wait, is that really an elf?!

Moen took out his pocket watch.

Then Moen saw the incredibly familiar Ms. Lily.

What's happening here? !

Moen only knew that Lady Lily served the Shadows. But he had no idea that Lady Lily was also an elf here.

But isn't that too strange?

She had already reached Sequence 5 using her elf identity, so why was she able to fall from the tree?

Please don't tell anyone.

With her ears drooping completely, Ms. Lily mumbled these words while lying on the ground.

The elf fell from the tree, and so on. Clearly, even though she was a transmigrator, she felt extremely ashamed.

"what?!"

I said, please don't tell anyone about this.

Moen sighed, then put the pistol away and said:

"Alright, Miss Elf, I won't tell anyone, so let's pretend we didn't see each other and go our separate ways!"

Since Ms. Lily serves the Shadow, it's best for her not to get too entangled with the other party.

The best solution is to pretend that we never met.

As he spoke, Moen turned his back to the person in front of him.

Ms. Lily then carefully got up from the ground.

After rubbing her bruised area in pain, her long, slender ears, a hallmark of elves, drooped even lower.

So embarrassing

However, to Moen's surprise, the other party did not leave immediately, but instead began to observe Moen carefully.

This made Moen uneasy.

Did she discover something?

"Miss, didn't I say we'd pretend we didn't see each other? Or do you want others to know that some embarrassing elf fell from a tree?"

These words made Lily's expression turn awkward, but she coughed and stood up to say:

"You want to go to Seven Hills, right?"

"Miss, I don't understand what you mean. That's a battlefield."

After gently patting her slightly disheveled clothes, Ms. Lily said confidently to Moen:

“You’re different from those guys; you’re not part of the coalition. But you’ve come to this dangerous place, so I think you definitely want to get into Seven Hills.”

Different from those guys?

How do you know I haven't served the coalition forces?

"Ha! The more you say that, the more it proves you're not one of them!"

Lily grew increasingly confident in response to Moen's questioning. At the same time, she glanced warily at the allied camp below and said:

"They are a bunch of seemingly normal lunatics who shout about love and peace, but their hands are stained with blood."

Upon hearing this, Moen frowned slightly, confirming his suspicions.

It is the power of allure.

Lily's voice continued:

“I’d only ever heard of crazy people like this before, but I never thought I’d see one in person. Based on all that, you’re definitely not one of them.”

“You must be like me, wanting to enter the Seven Hills. Otherwise, you, who are neither dwarves nor one of them, would have no reason to come here. So let’s cooperate.”

After only one meeting, Lily made a plan that exceeded Moen's expectations. She actually invited a stranger to enter the Seven Hills with her.

Moen turned to look at Lily and said:

“Miss, you seem to have missed one thing: I have no reason to cooperate with you.”

“You are an extraordinary being, but your sequence is clearly not high. Yet you still intend to enter the Seven Hills. This means you must have your own methods, while I do not. However, I am a mid-sequence individual, and I can provide considerable assistance.”

"Let's cooperate, it's definitely a good option."

Moen did have a way to enter the Seven Hills, but so many years had passed, and even the obelisk of the King of Turin had been destroyed.

Moen wasn't sure if something unexpected would happen on the way.

Moen was quite interested in the other party's proposal.

As for the Ring and gold coins, those should be saved as much as possible. After all, things are getting bigger and bigger now.

The more cards Moen can keep in his hand, the greater his chances of turning the tide.

After thinking for a moment, Moen said:

"Two questions. After you answer them, I'll consider cooperating."

"Go ahead."

"First, why are you so sure I'm going to Seven Hills?"

Ms. Lily smiled and said:

“I’m not really sure, but I feel there’s a high chance. And I’ve already embarrassed myself before, so I don’t care about embarrassing myself even more. So I said it out loud. If it works, we can talk like this.”

"If I fail, I won't lose anything, since I'll have no face left in front of you anyway."

Your image in the eyes of strangers is both useful and useless; you must distinguish when to care and when not to care.

If a businessman can't understand this, then he doesn't deserve to make money.

This answer made Moen chuckle a few times. This woman was indeed something.

"My second question is, why did you go to Qiqiu? Please answer me truthfully and don't doubt my ability to discern the truthfulness of your words."

Ms. Lily lowered her head slightly in response to Moen's question; she hadn't expected it to be this.

So she hesitated whether or not to tell the truth.

“Miss, my patience is limited, and if you keep not telling me, it’s hard for me not to believe that you’re thinking about how to deceive me.”

Upon hearing this, Lily finally sighed and said:

“Okay, I said, I need to go back to Seven Hills to retrieve something that is very important to me.”

"what?"

"I do not want to say."

"Then we have nothing to talk about."

Lily fell silent again, and after a moment, she smiled bitterly:

“Alright, sir, what I need is a bow.”

"What bow is worth risking your way back to Seven Hills for?"

Moen pressed for more information, and Lily simply stated:

"It's a family heirloom bow; I can't let it fall into my hands."

Moen immediately said:

"Enough. I'll give you one last chance, Miss Elf. What kind of bow is worth this risk?"

If it were any other elf, Moen would definitely believe it, but who would believe a time traveler like you?!

Does he really have a way of telling whether what I say is true or not?!

Despite her doubts, Lily still wanted to give it a try, saying:

"I don't understand what you're talking about. That is indeed my family's heirloom bow!"

She often encountered similar tactics before. The other party didn't actually know her situation, but they always liked to use similar tactics to get information out of her.

Before Lily could continue, Moen turned and left.

Damn it, he really knows whether it's a lie or not!

“Alright, that’s the bow the goddess gave me; I can’t let it go. I must go back!”

A bow given to her by the goddess?!

Moen grew increasingly uneasy, but he didn't show it. Instead, he suppressed his anxiety and turned back to ask:

"Is it a moon-white bow?!"

Moen blocked the Ring with his hand, then gently touched the ring.

Ancient inscriptions appeared on it, but fortunately, the consumption of gold coins was normal.

The goddess is not here.

"How do you even know this?!"

Lily immediately became wary. How did this guy even know this?

Moen looked at Lily and said:

"Just like you did before, I'm not sure, but I feel this is the most likely possibility. Do you know the specific origin of that bow?"

Seeing Moen's expression, Lily couldn't help but swallow hard and said:

"Could there be some extraordinary story behind that bow?!"