Chapter 825: Chapter 695 Mixed-blood Elves

But this time, she did not attack in a fit of emotional agitation.

Instead, recovering from her fear, she lifted her head to survey her surroundings, and then hugged her knees and began to cry alone.

Zuo Fang, who had his hand on the hilt of his sword, raised his eyebrows at the sight, then released the Knight’s Sword, and continued to eat his grilled meat, but his gaze shifted to Xu Shuo beside him.

The young man, however, did not even spare him a glance.

The Duke of Silver looked unsurprised.

Zuo Fang curled his lip and said nothing more — just moments ago he thought that woman would surely lash out again, but now he was surprised she could calm down so quickly.

Even though an Elf had awakened.

But the tent was eerily quiet.

No one spoke; there was only the crackling of the fire and the occasional rustle from inside and outside.

The dim glow of the fire illuminated the space, filling the tent with the aroma of roasted meat, creating a surprisingly warm atmosphere.

If it weren’t for the sound of crying nearby.

Xu Shuo held a disposable fruit knife, meticulously carving meat for himself to eat, but as he was about to cut off a piece of leg meat, a hand suddenly flashed out and violently grasped his wrist.

Xu Shuo looked up and saw an Ice and Snow Elf with red, fiercely staring eyes.

The Ice and Snow Elves’ bodies are snowy white, their eyes bright as the moon, so when they suddenly become bloodshot, they appear particularly sharp and chilling.

At this moment, her eyes reflected a complex mix of emotions; the grief from recent tears not yet dissipated, along with restrained hatred and a murderous intent.

Xu Shuo looked back at her calmly: “What now?”

“Was it you who destroyed the Holy Land of Elves?”

Catalina’s lips trembled slightly, and she spoke in a harsh voice laced with the hoarseness and depth of post-crying.

It seemed she was seeking a definite answer, her bloodshot eyes unwaveringly fixed on him.

Xu Shuo, seeing her like this, suddenly cracked a smile.

Catalina’s grip on his hand tightened abruptly.

Then, in the next moment.

The young man said leisurely, “If you are looking for an enemy to blame your directionless anger on, then you can indeed pin the blame on the Holy See of Light, after all, we did indeed go to the Holy Land of Elves today.”

Hearing this ambiguous statement, Catalina suddenly froze, her fingers trembled and then she listlessly released the young man’s wrist.

Indeed, at this point, it does not matter whether the Holy See of Light is involved or not.

If these people had not come, she would never have left the Sacred Tree of the Elves, and if she had not left, perhaps the Sacred Tree would not have been destroyed.

So dwelling on these matters is pointless.

Because the blame would fall on the Holy See of Light regardless.

Catalina’s eyes went blank as she stared ahead at the fire, her pupils reflecting the dancing flames, her entire being as still as a statue.

Suddenly, her voice emerged again.

“I will not let the Church of Light off…”

“Whatever, if you think you can fight them, go ahead and fight.” Xu Shuo massaged his wrist and then added, “But vengeance aside, you’ll need to complete the deal we agreed on before you left. That’s a separate matter.”

Catalina’s eyes widened as she looked at him: “…”

Zuo Fang was also taken aback: “…”

The Duke of Silver: “…”

Perhaps because these words were truly devilish, the Ice and Snow Elf, still overwhelmed with grief, suddenly stood up, glaring at him angrily.

“Don’t even think about it! I will never share the same sky with the Church of Light; don’t expect me to do anything for you again!”

“You are the last Ice and Snow Elf in this world.”

“…”

Upon hearing this, Catalina was jolted to a halt.

Feeling the warmth of the fire in front of her, her pale and icy body gradually stiffened, but at this moment, her heart surged with countless emotions.

The image of her sister’s resolute departure, the extinction of her kin, the obliteration of the Holy Tree, the vast expanse of Snow Ridge with the presence of just one person…

The hope of the entire Ice and Snow Elf Clan rested on her shoulders.

She guarded the slowly withering Spiritual Holy Tree in solitude, conversing only with the Dawn Belief, with only the Power of Faith allowing her kin’s consciousness to occasionally appear by her side.

But she knew all of this would vanish sooner or later.

Once the Power of Faith was exhausted, even the consciousness of her kin could no longer accompany her; her sister’s life also neared its end.

She would ultimately be left alone in this world.

She just never expected this situation to arrive so swiftly.

At this moment, she had truly lost everything; the Ice and Snow Elf Clan was left with only her.

And yet the damned leader of the Church of Light was still threatening her!

She is the last Ice and Snow Elf in this world.

What else could she do?

She was forced to bear the hopes of her kin, the pride of the entire Ice and Snow Elf Clan, and the last legacy of Elves in this world.

What else could she do?

She looked around, utterly alone.

A deluge of emotions overwhelmed Catalina’s rationality.

Tears uncontrollably fell again, as she felt the sourness at the tip of her nose and the grievances in her heart, Catalina simply let go and suddenly squatted down, crying out loud.

The unchecked sobbing of the girl was terrifying. The sharp and resonant cries instantly filled the entire tent, startling the Silver Shield Legion standing guard outside.

Zuo Fang’s face was aghast as he rather impatiently covered his ears, attempting to block the intrusive wailing.

He kept throwing meaningful glances at Xu Shuo.

— You’ve actually made her cry!