Chapter 117 Collaboration



During the attack on the train that day, in a critical moment, Ash and Sigourney exchanged bodies.

After the battle, Sigourney, in the guise of Ash, taunted the defeated Jane Fairbairns. Every word she uttered was a fatal blow, leaving a deep psychological trauma on the moonlight elf.

Afterwards, he continued to face Ash and commanded Ivan and Yelena to feed him the "Water of Life and Death" potion, blurring his memory of the battle.

This series of actions was so cold and decisive that even though Jane could not remember the battle, she still remembered Ash's face and Sigourney's tone.

Specifically, he gets angry when he sees Ash's face, and becomes unwilling to accept when he hears a tone similar to Sigourney's.

Feels very familiar.

It also feels very inconsistent.

Jane followed Ash silently, walking towards the upper floors of the wizard tower, ignoring Quentin's subtle and strange glances, peeking at him endlessly.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on Ash's back, and then quickly retracted them.

He felt - thanks to his vague memory, he had no basis, but subconsciously and simply thought - that Ash Elwin, his current master, should not have clear eyes and a gentle temperament, but should be more, more...

He pondered for a long time, until he saw Sigourney leaning on her elbows, holding her chin, and tilting her head towards the door in the small restaurant. He paused slightly and suddenly had the answer in his mind.

——But should be more like the fallen elf Sigourney, cold and indifferent.

If Ash Elwyn's face was blended with the temperament of a fallen elf, it would not be at all inconsistent, and it would match the image that he had sketched out in his subconscious mind.

But Ash Elwyn and the Fallen Elf are clearly two different people, why would he have such an illusion?

Jane thought hard.

He had an almost acute intuition: there must be a deep secret hidden in these two people. The reason why his memory of the battle on the train was blurred was probably because the fallen elves wanted to cover up this secret.

But no matter how hard he racked his brains, he could not imagine that there was such a thing in this world as exchanging bodies when in danger.

What interrupted his thoughts was a question from Sigourney.

"Jane, right?" she asked casually, "Can you sing?"

Jane: “…” What do you mean?

Literally.

Quentin, for some unknown reason, whispered a reminder to him. The vampire still looked gloomy, but the corners of his lips raised slightly in a strange arc. Maybe he was happy that a senior who was much stronger and more powerful than him would end up in the same situation as him?

Jane said stiffly: "No."

"No?" Sigourney raised her eyebrows and snorted in disdain, "Are you still an elf?" Elves are all good at singing and dancing.

He always hits the opponent's weak points and wounds with his stabs. Yes, he did it on purpose.

As an elf that even her tribe members were unwilling to acknowledge, and who was first called a false scarlet elf by her tribe members, race and identity were undoubtedly the sore spots that Jane was unwilling to touch in her heart. But Sigourney just wanted to touch and poke them.

And also show a sarcastic smile that says "You really don't look like an elf".

A textbook example of rubbing salt into the wound.

Wow, Sigourney is really bad and too much.

Look at this villain temperament.

Nance sat on the other side, also propping up his chin, and watched the whole thing with great interest. He saw that since Jane came in, her face was like a cold, mechanical mask, without any sadness or joy, without any human touch. But soon, the mask was instantly shattered by Sigourney's words.

A bright fire of anger burned in the moonlight elf's eyes. Although the small flame was fleeting and soon returned to dead calm, he was indeed irritated by Sigourney for a few seconds.

"Angry?" Sigourney said lazily, "Do you still care about this?"

Jane lowered her eyes and said indifferently: "I don't care."

Signe didn't care about his answer. Instead, she curled her lips and said, "Do you still care about the dark wizard who massacred your tribe?"

In a word, thrilling.

Jane raised her head suddenly, and even took a step forward, looking at Sigourney with a straight and even terrifying gaze.

"You know what!"

Just now, he was hit in the sore spot, and the cold mask that had only been there for a few seconds collapsed completely at this moment. A huge murderous aura overflowed from his body, and a huge murderous intent raged around him. His voice was hoarse, "Do you know who they are?!"

"There are some signs." Sigourney was too impatient to explain too much, and her eyes fell on the third person present, Meng.

Meng rubbed his nose and spoke consciously: "Let me put it this way. Some time ago, we met the young master of the Prince family. He was kidnapped by an organization and was almost sent to the black wizard's laboratory table. After he was rescued, he began to track down the mastermind. Now we just got the news that this organization is very likely the murderer who broke into the Muen Cave and massacred and abducted several elf tribes."

"Who are they?" Jane's voice was hoarse, and her hands hanging at her sides were clenched into fists, with bright red blood dripping from between her fingers.

Meng did not tell him the answer, but only said: "This organization has high-level officials from the Association and the Secret Alliance. It is easier to investigate the Association, but we are always a little out of reach on the Secret Alliance side. Jane Fairbairns, are you willing to help?"

Ash was also a little surprised and a little confused.

I was surprised when Uncle Meng got in touch with Yang Prince and obtained so much information.

Suddenly, it was no wonder that Sigourney had suddenly asked Selvie to tell him to accept Jane Fairbairns. It turned out that this was what was waiting for her.

"Sure." Jane barely paused, her smoky grey eyes filled with flames of hatred, "What do you want me to do?"

Meng stood up, walked to his side, and tilted his head: "Let's talk in the study." He smiled at Ash and Yelena, "Although children need to grow up, they should not be exposed to the ugliness of the adult world too early."

Having said that, he led Jane, whose aura was condensed and terrifying, and temporarily left the small restaurant.

Quentin was confused from beginning to end: "..." Weren't we talking about singing just now? Does that mean I can refuse this job just because I can't do it?

Wait, I think they mentioned the bloodbath in Muen Cave?

Did they find the murderer's whereabouts?

Eh, is Jane actually a survivor of the bloodbath? No wonder he hates humans so much and has blood on his hands.

Although he suddenly heard a big piece of news, Quentin's thoughts kept turning around and back to the starting point.

He wondered in confusion whether there would be anyone to sing "Water Elf Baby" with him?

He looked at Sigourney who had the decision-making power, but found that while he was absent-minded, Ash, Ivan and the other two had already sat down at the dining table.

Sigourney was slowly picking out dishes and putting them on the plate in front of Ash - he seemed to have gotten used to eating with Ash in this way.

Quentin: “…” Hungry.

He looked down at the floor at the few drops of blood that Jane had just dropped. He smelled the strong and fragrant scent of the blood and suddenly felt even hungrier.

Meanwhile, Sigourney was talking quietly to Ash.

He cast a barrier to block out sound, and then talked about why they were suddenly investigating that organization - he had asked Ash to take in Jane Fairbairns, so he had to give Ash a reason.

They had previously decided to go to the abyss to look for the remains of Dailan.

To enter the abyss, you need to pass through the abyss crack.

To pass through the Abyss Rift, they needed to go through a series of complicated procedures at the Pale Throne. With the help of Lord Nance, the procedures were not difficult to go through, but this would attract a lot of attention.

Both Sigourney and Nance wanted to keep a low profile, so of course they had to find other ways to gain access to the Abyss Rift.

It just so happened that Yang Prince, whom they rescued, was from a potion family in the Pale Throne. He had both status and power, and he owed them a favor, so they could just take advantage of him.

After Meng contacted Yang, Yang also knew that it was Sigourney and Meng who saved him that day, so he agreed immediately.

In recent days, when Yang contacted them, he mentioned the organization that kidnapped him that he had been tracking down. At the same time, he made a request, hoping that Sigourney and Meng would help him again. Of course, this was considered a second favor.

He and Meng agreed.

"Before going to the Pale Throne, it's a good deal to earn a favor from the young master of the Prince family." Sigourney said.

Ash said seriously, "Is it because Sigourney also can't stand the organization that massacred the elf tribe?"

Sigourney: “…eat.”

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