As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

But they didn't notice.

The bartender who witnessed this scene did not step forward to stop it, and the other adventurers even made a bet secretly.

Then the elf girl turned her head, and a smile even happier than theirs appeared on her pure and sweet face.

It was as if she was the hunter.

"No need to look for it. Isn't Lezi already here?"

Chapter 6: The Last Willful Move

"Oh my, you guys are not good enough this time~"

After stretching her muscles, Nia raised her slender arms and stretched comfortably, her soft pointed ears trembling.

Behind her, the wine cabinets that had come to harass her were beaten into pig heads and piled aside like garbage.

How could they have imagined that Nia Jasmine, the daughter of the chief of the Emerald Council and the heir of the bloodline of the Forest Elves, would be so bored that she would deliberately go fishing to pick a fight.

That’s right, Nia is not only extroverted, but her hobbies are also different from those of ordinary elf girls.

Rather than appreciating the moon or dancing, Nia prefers being a part-time adventurer.

To be honest, even other adventurers don't understand why the elven daughter has such a hobby.

But they don't care. Adventurers want freedom. Who doesn't like a beautiful elf girl with a sweet face, sexy body, and fighting skills?

As a result, all the adventurers here became Nia's subordinates.

"You deserve it for flirting with the big sister!" "As expected of our Miss [Wind Shadow]!" "Come on, come on, bet anyone who can do it in under three minutes will get money!"

Amidst the cheers and joy, the guild was suddenly filled with a joyful atmosphere.

In the past, Nia would always join in the fun, holding up a glass of honey water and making noise with them, but today, she just rubbed her hair, sighed slightly dejectedly, and sat back in the corner.

"Are you finally tired of these noisy idiots? If you feel bored, just go home." The female bartender next to her, holding a branch in her mouth, cast a playful glance at Nia.

The bartender's name is Natasha. Her exposed arms are covered with blue tattoos. As a descendant of elves, she also looks rebellious.

However, in the eyes of Natasha, who has experienced it, the life of an adventurer is not that interesting - at least not as interesting as the luxurious life of a rich lady.

But Konya stuck out her tongue at her: "No way, my mom will nag me to death when I go back."

"Or is it because of the blind date?"

"you do not say......"

Nia can easily get along well with anyone, but Natasha is like a close elder sister and one of the few people she is willing to confide in.

"Pfft, so you really like girls?" Natasha was amused by Nia's story and almost spit out the branch in her mouth.

As soon as these words came out, Nia slammed the table and said madly: "I like you!"

"Girls may be cute, but that doesn't mean I want to date them! I don't know what that old woman was thinking. She actually wanted to set me up on a blind date with my cousins. Is she kidding me?"

Nia recalled her mother's serious expression and suddenly felt like crying but had no tears. She lay helplessly in front of the bar like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

"It's over, it's all over. My beautiful youth is coming to an end so soon!"

"Is it that bad? There's nothing wrong with getting married," Natasha said casually.

"Alas!"

When Nia heard this, she jumped up in fright, protected her chest, and looked at the other person with horror.

"No, I mean marrying a man. There's nothing wrong with that, right?" Natasha twitched her lips. "Do you really plan to stay single forever?"

"It's not that getting married itself is impossible..." Nia scratched her cheek and looked out the window.

Fireflies flicker, the stars sparkle, and the nighttime beauty of the Elf Forest resembles a dreamlike wonderland. But this unchanging scenery, which has remained unchanged for over a decade, has long since bored Nia.

"Sister Nana, I've said it before, I want to take risks."

"Just like you, Sister Nana, when you were young, traveling around the world, free and unrestrained!"

Nia raised the corners of her mouth, and a shallow dimple appeared on her pretty face.

In those eyes, more delicate than emerald, what was reflected was no longer the boring night sky, but the world of adventure sung by the bards: sword and blood, light and darkness, separation and encounter, freedom and glory, full of countless possibilities.

"Even just once, I want to see the outside world."

Nia was not against marriage, but she did not want to stay in the Green Council for her whole life like traditional elf women.

For the descendants of elves, unless they marry outside the tribe, according to tradition, women must stay at home forever after marriage.

Just like Nia's mother, Jantia, even if she took risks when she was young, she had to follow this tradition after getting married.

Looking at Nia's longing expression, Natasha's eyes dimmed.

"The world outside isn't as wonderful as you think. The adventurer's job isn't as easy as you think."

"Not only will you be living in the open air and wandering around, but you'll also be attacked by monsters, thieves, and all sorts of unimaginable villains who can kill you at any time. Even if you manage to survive to the end, when all the glory fades with time, all that's left for you is..."

Natasha was halfway through her words when she saw Nia turn around with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

Those emerald eyes seemed to have the shrewdness to see through people's hearts, leaving Natasha speechless for a moment.

"Just an illusion? Really?" Nia smiled, raised her head, and put a fingertip to her lips: "But, I see that someone always smiles sweetly when reminiscing about the past~"

"How could I!" Natasha blushed and felt a little embarrassed.

"Hey, why are you so anxious? I didn't say it was you!"

"you......"

It would be fine if Nia was really an ignorant and naive person, but she was thoughtful and articulate, which made it difficult for people to deal with her.

After laughing, Nia also put on a slightly serious expression.

The girl looked directly at Natasha, clutching her chest, and said softly, "I know taking risks isn't that easy, and I also know my mother is thinking about me. I don't intend to remain single forever and sever this bloodline."

"But even if it's just once, I just want to go out and take a look."

No matter how conservative the descendants of elves were, they were not completely closed off. Many of their peers had already left the Green Council.

Konya didn't understand why her mother never allowed her to go outside.

Even if it's just once.

Nia doesn't mind being a canary for the rest of her life, but before that, she at least wants to experience what it's like to fly freely.

Under Nia's determined gaze, Natasha remained silent for a long time, but in the end she could only utter a pale and weak sentence.

"Miss Nia, your mother is doing this for your own good."

"...I know." The girl still had a smile on her face.

Then she stood up and turned around alone.

Looking at the lonely figure walking away, Natasha suddenly felt a little worried.

"Don't do anything stupid!"

"A stupid thing? Like when Sister Nana ran away from home to take risks?"

"That's right, you and I are different. You are the eldest daughter of the Chief of the Emerald Council, a pure-blooded elf princess. If you really did something like that, the entire Emerald Council would go crazy!"

Just when Natasha was worried, Nia suddenly turned around, smiled slightly, and waved to her cheerfully.

"Don't worry, I will consider getting married."

Natasha finally breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the girl's assurance.

However, after passing through the jubilant and noisy crowd, the elf girl looked up at the night sky, her eyes showing no decadence but an unshakable determination.

Nia raised the corner of her mouth and uttered a whisper as light as the breeze.

"So, let me be willful for once."

Chapter 7 I Can't Reject

The morning sun shone on the lawn of the Marquis's Mansion. The dew on the grass shimmered with light. The two wooden swords crossed each other with sharp momentum, breaking the silence of the air.

Ever since Roy turned over a new leaf, the knights passing by have long been accustomed to seeing the father and son diligently exercising as they pass by every day, and no longer find it strange.

But today, they were all stunned and stood there.

As far as sparring goes, today's fight was too intense.

The loud noise of wooden swords colliding continued to echo, and the terrifying iron-blooded momentum collided with each other. Both sides were serious about it. If they were not holding wooden swords in their hands, one would really think that they were killing each other like a "loving father and a filial son".

"What's wrong with you, Lord Karl? It's just training. Is it necessary to be so serious?"

"Yeah, aren't you afraid of hurting the young master... eh?"

The knights then noticed an incredible fact.

Facing Carl's fierce attack, Roy was not at a disadvantage at all, and even fought back!

Not to mention them, even Karl himself was secretly frightened.

That's right, Carl lowered his bloodline level to the same level as Roy, suppressing his strength.

But even so, Carl, as a veteran of many battles, has far more combat experience and understanding of supernatural powers than his opponent. Even if the sequences are the same, he should be able to suppress Roy.

You know, not long ago when Roy just became a superhuman, Carl could beat him with one hand without any chance of fighting back. It hasn't been long since then, and if I don't take it seriously, I can't even defeat him!

Most importantly, Roy was not affected by the murderous aura.

Not everyone who inherits a powerful bloodline can become a qualified warrior.

Especially among the nobles, there are many who only use their strength advantage to bully opponents who are far weaker than themselves.

For those little kids who have never experienced a life-and-death fight, Carl doesn't even need to take action. Just a look can scare them to death.

But Roy was different. Even with Carl's genuine murderous intent, his movements were not affected at all!

Don't ask, the only thing I know is that I was desensitized by the scarlet-blooded fire dragon.

In the eyes of others, Carl's eyes are as cold as a thorn, but in Roy's eyes, he is a kind old father.

After all, no matter how terrifying a living person is, he cannot compare to the huge fire dragon that covers the sky and the sun.

Just when Carl was admiring his son's extraordinary courage, he didn't expect that after another sword fight, Roy did not retreat but advanced, stabbing Carl in the chest at a tricky angle!

This kid, does he really want to win?!

Carl's pupils shrank suddenly.

The sense of crisis of being attacked in the vitals aroused Carl's fighting instinct, causing this experienced veteran to subconsciously counterattack.

"Got it...Puff!"

Unfortunately, just when Roy's sword was about to hit, he was kicked away by his old father.

The moment he kicked out, Carl subconsciously used a trace of Sequence 8 power.

Roy slid backwards for more than ten meters before he half-knelt down, holding his stomach, and began to cough dryly with a distorted face.

This time he almost kicked out his breakfast!

"No, father, it's just training. Is it necessary to be so cruel?" Roy cried out in complaint.

Knowing that he had been too harsh, Carl was about to step forward to apologize, but was overtaken by two maids, one big and one small.

"Master/Master!"

Anya and Alice came forward and showed concern for Roy.

Immediately, Alice glared at Carl with resentment, as if looking at someone evil. Even the knights around him looked at Carl and shook their heads.

And Anya even scolded Carl on the spot.

"Master! How could you be so cruel to the young master!"

"No, I didn't mean to..."

"Not intentional? That's carelessness! Being careless during sparring is the master's fault!"

Roy was helped aside by Alice, who wiped his sweat, massaged him, and served him tea and water.

And Karl was scolded by Anya for the whole morning.

After realizing his family status, the poor old father silently regretted it and thought that next time he should just grit his teeth and take Roy's sword.