The Greece Antagonist

As dusk fell, Vivian looked at the City Lord Mansion, where all remnants of death had been dispelled, and the terrain and buildings had roughly been restored. She breathed a sigh of relief.

After inspecting the project, Luo En bade a simple farewell to Vivian and the Duke and Duchess.

Feeling grateful for the help provided by the master and apprentice during the crises of the [Wild Hunt] and [Insect Plague], the couple reluctantly allowed them to leave after gifting them with a carriage for travel and generous provisions.

The carriage moved over the bumpy road and changed direction north under the cover of night.

Avoiding Morgan's entanglements, the master and apprentice were finally able to head to Northern Britannia to search for the legendary [Abian's Tomb].

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Ten days later, in the Northern Realm.

The master and apprentice maneuvered the carriage through the fog and arrived at a boundary city in the forest called the [Land of No End]—Oakney.

Though called a city, it was more like a large village, with a forest-themed rustic charm.

The construction workers and indigenous folks here were not humans but a group of elves living in the Northern Realm.

They were known as the [Rain Clan], possessing the gift of controlling weather and a partial ability to prophesy.

However, being mild-mannered and fond of quiet environments, they didn't wish to compete with other elves and thus moved away from the Mist Forest in the south to the remote Northern Realm, establishing this boundary city—Oakney.

Of course, this is just the superficial story.

In reality, the [Rain Clan], using their prophesying ability, sensed an unprecedented [Great Catastrophe] about to erupt in the Northern Realm.

When that time comes, the Disaster Bell of Chalk City would toll six times, and the entire Britain could face the end of its Fate.

Thus, they separated from the main Southern Six Great Fairy Clans, forming their own sect in the Northern Realm to monitor the progression of the [Great Catastrophe].

However, over the years, Witch Morgan continually suppressed calamities across regions, making Britain increasingly stable, and the prophecy about fate never materialized, leaving the elves living here almost forgetting their mission.

The above was the secret Vivian shared with Luo En.

And the reason she knew this was that the directive came from the Lake Fairies of Avalon Island.

The speaker spoke without intention, but the listener got the message.

From the content Vivian had narrated, Luo En couldn't help but connect it to a possibility

—Abian's Tomb!

The fallback plans left by the Warner Divine Race in the grave, along with the invasion scheme of the Nordic God Era, weren't foolproof, as the gods of the Celtic God Era had already sensed something through the fate revelation.

But, due to the Celtic God Era facing multiple [Great Invasions] and various calibers erupting across regions, the Celtic gods grew increasingly dulled to danger, unable to pinpoint the source of true peril.

Indeed, one cannot be careless...

Luo En quietly reminded himself, then suggested with a feigned nonchalance:

"Being trusted with such an important mission, it seems you are well-acquainted with the fairies of the Rain Clan and the three sisters. Since we're here, why not pay them a visit? By the way, we have some local specialties from Cornwall in the carriage."

"Sure, it's been a long time since I last saw them."

Vivian agreed cheerfully and then guided Luo En to drive the carriage to a lakeside wooden cottage.

Lush plants climbed over the surrounding fence and walls, forming a green waterfall. Intertwining vines outlined shapes like question marks, exuding an air of mystery and the unknown.

As soon as they entered, Luo En and Vivian dismounted the carriage and were taken aback:

"Weren't you going back to the Mist Forest?"

"Weren't you headed to Londinium and Camelot?"

The same questions came from the opposite side, where Morgan stood in astonished surprise.

A moment later, the three awkwardly averted their gazes.

It turned out that no one had spoken the truth during their farewells.

And coincidentally, their destinations aligned, causing them to cross paths again in Oakney.

Luo En cleared his throat to break the silence:

"What brings you here?"

"To the Northern Realm, seeking the third Elf Knight prophesied to be born."

By this point, Morgan, not adept at deception, had no choice but to confess.

The six Great Fairy Clans of the southern Mist Forest were unruly and adhered to ancient jungle law, only heeding the strong and with a strong sense of exclusion.

The Rain Clan, Mirror Clan, and the mild-tempered Wing Clan, all possessing prophecy abilities, were relatively close to Avalon Island, willing to listen to the direction of the Three Goddesses.

But because of the prophecy of the [Great Catastrophe], the Rain Clan was secretly dispatched to the Northern Realm to build a city, disrupting the original equilibrium of the Mist Forest.

Coupled with Vivian's long-term passivity, the elves within internally split into the [King's Clan], electing a new ruler—Queen Mab (the Fairy Queen mentioned in Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet")—and gradually began to oppose the commands of the [Lake Fairies].

If the new Queen Mab was sensible enough to lead her subordinates to obey orders quietly, Morgan wouldn't necessarily have to step up to vie for power with a mere fairy queen.

She could hide behind the scenes and implement her plans peacefully.

Nevertheless, given the elves' terrible virtue of fearing power more than morality.

Morgan felt she needed to ensure she had absolute initiative before taking action or exerting deterrence.

So, to consolidate the Six Great Fairy Clans and have them obediently follow orders, Morgan had no choice but to clean up Vivian's mess and take up office. According to the earlier prophecy, she secretly sought the three Elf Knights to serve as aides in seizing power.

Among them, the first Elf Knight Bagster, born of a Black Dog, belonged to the [Tooth Clan], while the second Elf Knight Bawansi, born of a Bloodsucking Witch, belonged to the [Wind Clan]. If she could elevate these two confidants, Morgan would indirectly control the [Wind] and [Tooth] Fairy Clans.

Coupled with the Mirror Clan and Wing Clan, who were originally close to Avalon Island, Morgan virtually held the fairy clans' absolute discourse power.

Whether the newly crowned Fairy Queen Mab and her King's Clan would obey did not matter and would not easily affect the bigger picture.

Luo En, listening to Morgan's plan, found himself agreeing.

Because, based on various legends, fairies in Celtic culture were not only of diverse kinds but also incredibly "pure" beings.

They had no concept of morality or right and wrong, helping mortals on a whim or doing evil out of sudden interest.

For instance, the famous Flower Fairy might bestow blessings upon humans or lure children into getting lost…

The Kelpie living in lakes might choose to protect and purify the waters, or transform into a Black Horse, White Horse, or handsome man, luring travelers to ride them before quickly jumping into the lake to drown them for protection…

The Black Dog bringing death might cleanse malevolent departed souls or unleash claws on the living…

In short, all actions of the fairies were directly driven by emotions, lacking thought and reason, making them hard to restrain by order and reason, submit only to power.

If Morgan attempted to reason with these fairies, persuading them with benevolence to cooperate, they might only see it as weakness, resulting in betrayal.

Only by possessing absolute discourse power would these legendary creatures peacefully submit, showing their gentle and kind sides.

Not to mention, right now, there stood Dream Demon Vivian quietly serving tea alongside the other two Elf Knights as a perfect example.

Luo En sipped the tea brought to him by "good student" Vivian and asked:

"So, the third Elf Knight you're looking for is in the Rain Clan?"

"To be precise, it should be in a spirit tomb called [Albion] within the Rain Clan's base."

Morgan took the tea presented by the two "kind" Elf Knights behind her and replied solemnly.

Hearing that familiar name, Luo En couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

Has it come up again?

This is going to be tricky…