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Chapter 141. Ka-Ching

The wind whistled in his ears, and the fire was blinding.

Evelyn suddenly felt that this moment was perfect, because Char was holding her hand tightly.

It seemed that after coming out of the river, her mood had become a lot more relaxed. The river washed away not only her fatigue, but also the pain and memories left by Andaheim.

If the illusion in the valley of foresight helped her untie the knot in her heart and relieve her mental burden, then the river relieved her of a heavy burden on the physical level.

"Hey, what are you laughing at?"

Char still had the mood to turn around.

He held his sword in one hand, which was blazing with fire, while he held Evelyn tightly in the other hand.

Only then did the Dark Elf realize that the reason why the two of them could maintain such a stable and long-lasting flight was because the surrounding mist of time had become so thick that it had materialized. It was as if the two of them were swimming in marshmallows, squeezing open a path. Thus, it made no difference whether they were on the ground or in the sky.

"Didn't you notice my transformation? Also, what's going on?"

"We'll talk when we land. Hold on tight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in Char's hand turned to the left like a steering wheel, and the trajectory of the two changed. It was like a high-speed car that rushed out of the guardrails and plunged down the mountain.

Evelyn felt the pressure around her suddenly disappear, and her vision was filled with mist by the sparkling lake.

Could it be that...

"Plop!"

The two of them plunged into the lake.

A few minutes later, two drenched men climbed ashore.

Char leaned against an oak tree, panting heavily.

It was not easy to be an experienced driver. It was both mentally and physically exhausting.

The normal way to reach the heart of the Garden of the Holy Tree should be to form a party to farm bosses, and slowly squeeze in through all kinds of fancy beating from undying heroic spirits.

He was different. He had taken the author's path, using the Drow river's repulsive force against men to be slapped into the sky, and then using this sword to burn a path.

When the concentration of the long mist was so high that it made one's hair stand on end, visibility no longer existed, and it was impossible to tell people from animals within half a meter. He could only judge how deep it was by the size of the flame of the torch in his hand.

Probably only a guy like him who cheated all year round could do this.

Shaya leaned against the tree trunk to rest, but Evelyn was not happy.

She turned over and sat on him, looking down at him.

"Do I look good?"

"Yes, you're the best looking."

After the cleansing, Evelyn's skin was as white as milk. Her originally faint purple eyes had turned blue like the sky.

This was slightly different from Mia's wisdom blue. Her eyes were as clear as water. If she was a domineering Queen before, she was now a Queen after her abdication. Her gentle eyes were tolerant and quiet like water.

"Tell me, what's going on! What does that river have to do with us?" The Dark Elf urged.

Char had no choice but to adjust her posture slightly, then gently put her waist around her and let her lean on her body.

He sniffed hard.

Hmm...

'That's right.'

It was this smell.

"Do you still remember what I said?" Char chuckled. "I still prefer the Evie who runs in the forest under the morning light. That's what I said back then, and now I've done it. You can walk freely in the forest without being rolled eyes and rejected."

Evelyn's nose twitched, but she still forced herself to snort.

"Don't think I'll thank you! I'm not even a Dark Elf anymore! Is it still me?"

"How can it not be, black-skinned giant? Who would be willing to give up their breasts!" Very soon, you will be able to switch freely!" Char said righteously.

She jabbed his waist.

"Quickly say it! What's going on?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's like this. The river is called Drow. It's said that the first Drow was born in this River, and later it was regarded as the mother river by the Drows. Before any Drow girl becomes a mother, she has a chance to bathe, which can dispel the curse on her body and cure her injuries and diseases."

"What do you mean by becoming a mother? Do you want to have a baby?" asked Evelyn suddenly.

"Yes, hehehe."

"What are you laughing at!"

"It's just a formality. There was only one chance. After that, the mother river would reject the children and only welcome the 'mothers'. The ladies with great figures you've seen are all spirits concretized from the concept of mother, not referring to a particular person. You're probably the first child they've personally performed their ceremony for all these years."

It dawned on her that this was the reason why she was rejected.

She had used up that opportunity, and it was not even a mother.

Suddenly, she also understood why Char had rejected her so many times and said that 'it's not time yet'.

Everything he did was to keep the opportunity to bathe.

Thinking of this, Evelyn suddenly stood up and stared at him.

A dangerous flame danced in his eyes.

"So, is it the right time now?"

Shaya sized up this perfect, sculpted body from top to bottom, then smiled and placed her hand on the metal buckle of his belt.

Ka-ching

"Liar, didn't you say you could change back?" said Evelyn in anger.

Char said that after a certain ritual, she could freely switch between two skin colors, but the result was that he could only turn into a wheat color.

"That's enough. It's not good to be too realistic. Hey, hey, you should at least put on some clothes."

Char said helplessly. The two long legs dangling in front of him were an eyesore, affecting his view of the scenery.

Evelyn snorted, put on her clothes, and sat back against the tree.

"So there really is a curse?" She asked.

"Of course, how do you think your skin color came about? it's an external manifestation of the curse. It was good to be fair underground without the sun, and the Drows in the past also had wheat-colored skin. the way the sunlight elves deal with their kin is much more despicable than how they deal with humans," Char said in a regretful tone.

He then took out a bottle and handed it to the Dark Elf.

"Here, throw it into the lake, as far away as possible."

"Go ahead, why do I have to do it?"

"Because I'm tired."

Char said listlessly, and then fell on her.

The Dark Elf dodged nimbly, causing him to miss. She then chuckled as she threw the bottle into the lake.

"What's that?" She asked after throwing it.

"Octopus."

Char sat up again and stared at the lake, her heart filled with anticipation.

The bottle he handed to Evelynn was the bottle that contained Mayenne.

This was the ultimate goal of this trip, to wake up this sea monster that was between life and death, and also to save Luke.

They had finally reached this step.