Chapter 375

375 City Gates

Selma Payne’s POV:

As a notorious night magus, Kafka had once been very popular, but he suddenly disappeared for some reason. Some rumors said that he was dead, some rumors that he had become one with the evil demon he worshiped, and some rumors that he knew he had made too many enemies and was afraid of being besieged, so he hid his name.

In my generation, only the elders know what happened to Kafka.

When I interrogated Adele, she did admit that he was her adoptive father and master. But since Adele had been imprisoned for so many years and he hadn’t come to save her, I subconsciously ignored this person.

Now that I thought about it, how could Dorothy’s guess not be possible? No matter which evil god he believed in, he was still in the chaotic evil camp with Azazel’s party. In addition, he seemed extremely cautious, so it was possible to find a partner to use the reckless and arrogant Azazel’s party as his shield!

However, if this was true, it was not good news for us. A powerful evil sorcerer would cause us more trouble than a great demon restricted by the laws and couldn’t appear in the world. At least he didn’t need to ask for power from the demons, and he could destroy a city with his sorcery.

The danger Kafka posed was too great. We immediately informed the elder Council of this news and asked them to be more careful.

The elves had heard of Kafka, so the elders immediately invited us to go. However, compared to solving the problem, they seemed more like they were going through a helpless formality. From the anxious and weak expression of the Great Elder, it was not up to them to decide whether they could guard against Kafka.

This might have something to do with the division of the elven race. Without the highly respected Elf King to hold the line and the support of the various city-states, how much power can a single-handedly interim government mobilize?

However, the Great Elder obviously wouldn’t tell outsiders like us about his secret, so I pretended not to know. We tacitly exchanged information about Kafka. In the end, the Great Elder had no choice but to ask me, “I’ll have to trouble you, Your Highness. I know that this is the responsibility of the elves.

“A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. A cult is not a matter of one race, and everyone is obligated to get rid of it,” I comforted the exhausted old man. “The more dangerous the situation is, the more we should help each other. No one can be self-centered.”

After the official handover with the interim government, we could generally move freely in the elven territory. However, we didn’t rush off like headless flies. Instead, we hoped to find some useful clues in the Elven Capital City.

Almost half of the capital city was being repaired or rebuilt. The people on the streets all looked sad. Many of them had relatives who were injured or missing in the attack. Many people like Sandora had fallen into a silent tug of war with the evil forces and never woke up.

The situation in the western district was the most serious. Kaya had been in charge of maintaining order there, so she was very familiar with the situation.

The western district had the capital’s most deserted and laxest city gate. She led us to a tall city wall, which was temporarily stacked with giant trees and rocks. There was a massive gap behind them that was being repaired.

“They came from here, so the western district became the first to be hit. Most of the people living here are ordinary civilians without any armed forces. Many of them left this world forever before they could even resist.”

Thinking of that cruel night, Kaya closed her eyes in pain. There were many children and elderly people. Compared to strong adults, they couldn’t even put up a weak resistance. They were contaminated by an evil power and turned into soulless puppets.

“I’m sorry,” I said in a low voice as if the cries and wails of that night were ringing in my ears. These b*stards...”

Kaya brought us to the broken city gate. Although the Elf King had sealed the evil power, remnants of the evil aura still made one tremble in fear.

“We didn’t dare to send people to repair the city gate rashly,” Kaya said. “No one knows if this place will still affect people. Even experienced soldiers, let alone ordinary workers, can’t help but tremble after staying here for a long time. It’s been so long, but there’s almost no progress in the maintenance here.”

“Then are we just going to leave this place? What if Azazel’s party comes back?”

“His Majesty’s seal is very strong. It covers this gate, and no outsider can enter or leave through this gate. If you force your way in, you will trigger the alarm.” Kaya said desolately, “It’s the same for the other city gates. Even though they are in a deep sleep, His Majesty is still doing his best to ensure our safety.”

The West Gate was where the most evident traces of Azazel’s party were. Master Hayley found many runes related to Azazel in some places outside the city and some simple witchcraft runes. She could basically confirm that Kafka left them behind.