"Trouble? Count Victor, what kind of trouble do you mean?"
"Do you need my help?"
But Claudia, who was overhearing Victor's words, suddenly widened her eyes, which were hidden behind her mask.
"Hermes?"
She murmured softly, as if she had heard some extraordinary name.
At this moment, Victor, with his hands in his pockets, turned to look in the direction where the elves were hiding and said calmly:
"If nothing unexpected happens, something should happen to the elves."
After hearing these words, the eldest prince felt even more confused.
Is something unexpected about to happen?
Just as he was deep in thought, the sound of the elves landing with a thud came from where they were hiding.
The prince was drawn by the sound and looked up, just in time to see several elves falling from the tree.
They huddled together, their hands tightly clutching their chests, their faces contorted in agony.
The elf next to him saw his companion fall and initially thought it was an accidental fall.
But seeing their pained expressions, he suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation and his expression immediately turned panicked.
They quickly jumped down from the branch and gently stroked their companion's body:
"What...what's wrong with you!"
But when she saw the blood-red thorns rising from her companion's neck, climbing ever higher.
He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he stumbled back a few steps.
The crimson thorns seemed to move across the skin like living patterns.
It wrapped around the elf's neck and limbs, and was extending towards her chest.
A sharp, stinging pain and an intense feeling of suffocation enveloped the fallen elf's entire body.
The longer the thorns stretched out, the more intense the piercing pain in her heart became, the agony penetrating to her very bones.
A piercing scream echoed across the quiet earth, drawing everyone's attention.
The eldest prince witnessed this scene, and shock flashed in his bewildered eyes.
"What...what exactly is going on?"
Why would a perfectly healthy elf suddenly fall to the ground and appear to be in so much pain?
Almost simultaneously, the witchers standing behind Claudia reacted.
Their eyes gradually turned red as they watched the elves covered in thorns.
At that moment, the demon hunters felt a familiar power emanating from the elves.
Like prey that should be hunted down.
Only Claudia was different.
Although they were all witchers, only she calmly focused her gaze on these elves.
She was very familiar with this power.
"The demon of jealousy..."
However, these elves did not become what they are today because they were possessed by the demon of jealousy.
They were simply attacked by the escaped demon of jealousy.
Each primordial demon possesses its own unique characteristics.
The demon of greed can never satisfy its own desires, and the demon of anger will also be angry from time to time.
Similarly, the nature of the devil of envy is its excessive and insatiable jealousy.
The demon of jealousy will attack those who excel in every aspect.
For example, beautiful, intelligent, or strong.
The reason it attacks such people is precisely because—
The demon of envy will never allow anyone to be more perfect than it.
And among those present, the most perfect being is self-evident.
The fairies are known as the darlings of nature; each of them is the most perfect individual born of nature.
Therefore, they were attacked by the demon of jealousy.
At that moment, Viktor's voice suddenly rang out:
"Your Highness, do you know why elves are hailed as the darlings of nature?"
Upon hearing this, the eldest prince turned to look at Victor and instinctively responded:
"Because... once someone harms an elf, then naturally, punishment will be imposed on him."
This is almost common knowledge.
But when the eldest prince answered the question, his eyes widened suddenly.
"They were attacked by the demon of jealousy."
As Victor explained, in that instant, terror quickly filled the Crown Prince's face.
"Quick, quick, go save them..."
"It's too late."
Claudia's voice rang out from the side, and at that moment, the First Prince could only stare in astonishment, helplessly watching the elves suffer.
The air around us seemed to be filled with tension, and a sense of panic spread rapidly like a gust of air.
boom--!!!
Suddenly, a strong tremor ran through the ground beneath their feet, and a muffled rumble echoed throughout the entire courtyard.
Everyone felt a terrifying tremor beneath their feet, and many people lost their footing due to the intense shaking.
My legs went weak and I almost fell over.
Even their vision became blurred.
A nobleman felt the shock and looked puzzled:
"Was that...an earthquake?"
He looked around frantically and found a wall to lean against, which helped him regain his balance.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Viktor, hoping to get some comfort from him.
But Viktor did not explain the cause of the tremor; he simply gazed silently in the direction of the elves, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"Prepare to evacuate all the residents of the capital."
The eldest prince looked at Viktor in utter astonishment, only to hear Viktor's voice continue:
"War is coming."
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