322 Starting A Fight

Selma Payne’s POV:

I had a vague feeling that this operation had gone too smoothly. I hoped that there wouldn’t be any accidents at the end. As expected, big trouble fell from the sky.

When the scout reported traces of elves in the distance, my heart sank. When they confirmed that the other party was coming for us, I immediately ordered them to abandon the original route and leave the forest in the shortest straight line. Everyone took off and hid their combat equipment, trying their best to disguise themselves as a civilian scientific research team.

We were aggrieved, but who asked us to be unreasonable? If there were no results from the wandering forces here, there would be a lot of fun to watch if there was a diplomatic incident on the other side.

However, things did not go as one wished. No matter how much we hurried, an accident still happened.

“The people in front, stop! I’m the captain of the third patrol, Kaya. I’m currently using my right to inspect you. Please stop and cooperate with us!”

The elven voice came from afar, and we were still quite far from the edge of the elf forest. If we turned into our wolves, our speed would be much faster, but this was equivalent to confessing without being attacked. I had no choice but to signal the team members to stop and pretend to be scientific expedition members for inspection.

A few dozen seconds later, a group of fully-armed elves appeared in front of us. They had different hair colors, most of which were from different clans. However, they all wore the same badge, which meant that this was a patrol team directly under the king’s city. Compared to the clans, the people of the capital were more troublesome.

Their leader was a female elf with light brown hair. She had an unfriendly aura about her. She arrogantly demanded before asking us who we were and why we were there. “There is a criminal gang from the werewolves wandering outside the elf forest. We suspect that you are related to them. Now, we need you to cooperate with our investigation. Please come with us.”

I suddenly felt that this beautiful elf had become mean. Who the hell was she? Where did she get the nerve to arrest people so casually? Her tone was so matter-of-fact that she must have bullied many travelers who entered the elf forest!

Since she had spoken bluntly, I would not be polite. “I’m sorry, but we can’t do that. We’re just an academic expedition team with formal documents and identification. We have nothing to do with the criminal gang you’re talking about. If you want to arrest us, please show us the arrest warrant. Otherwise, we won’t follow you.”

Kaya was used to being tyrannical. She didn’t expect that a group of ‘weak commoners’ like us would dare to refute her like this. Her face darkened, and she growled, “I don’t care who you are, but you must follow the rules of the elven race in the elves’ territory. The patrol team has the right to punish anyone with suspicious identities. Please cooperate with us, and don’t force us to use force!”

“You’re so demanding. If I remember correctly, the werewolves and the elves signed a treaty about the outer area of the elf forest and the surrounding plains two hundred years ago. The treaty states that this is a common border area, and all disputes must be negotiated between the two races. When did it become the elven race’s decision?

If you put it that way, you have to abide by the rules of the werewolf race. You have to have evidence to arrest someone, or you’ll have to tuck your tails between your legs and keep quiet. It won’t be an ordinary patrol operation if you dare to use force against us. If a dispute between the two races is stirred up, are you sure that you can bear the responsibility, a little captain the size of a sesame seed?”

I didn’t make this up. The rulers of the two races signed the ‘border treaty’. The outskirts of the elf forest and a part of the plains outside the werewolf pack’s border were indeed the border zone within the treaty. All construction, industrial, commercial, agricultural, military, and other operations here required the joint consent of the two tribes. This was also why my father could not directly send people to search the elf forest’s periphery.

I really wondered how an arrogant, big-breasted, brainless elf like Kaya had managed to become the captain. Perhaps the elf race’s birth rate had dropped so low that they had no choice but to use people with manic disorders as officials. In short, after the negotiation failed, we inevitably had a conflict – although this was also the result of my efforts.

Compared to a peaceful resolution, starting a conflict was the way to deal with them without any worries. I wasn’t crazy. The truth was that if we cooperate with their investigation, we would inevitably leave behind personal information. Although the fake identity was fake, the photos were real!

As the Crown Princess of the werewolves, news of me would reach the elves’ territory sooner or later. By then, my identity would be exposed immediately. How would I answer when people ask me why I hid my identity? It was equivalent to burying a time bomb that would explode sooner or later.

It was different when we fought. The other party wouldn’t be able to get any of my personal information, be it real or fake. So what if someone saw through my identity one day? Did they have a photo? Was there a video? Was there any evidence to prove that it was me? There was nothing at all. Creating rumors without any basis could cause an accident.

Disguising as a scientific research team was to hide our identities. Since this group of brainless elves didn’t believe us at all, there was no point in disguising ourselves. We used our real abilities in the fight. The elves were not good at close combat, and with our advantage in numbers, it was easy for us to beat them up.