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A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World
Chapter 790 - 790 I Thought She Would Spend the Night Here790 I Thought She Would Spend the Night Here
“She’s back?”
Within the starry cave, Helena cast her gaze in the northwestern direction with a hint of surprise in her eyes. However, she also heaved a sigh of relief at the same time. A thought then seemed to have occurred to her as she shook her head and murmured to herself, “Those useless idiots…”
…
“I’m so glad you’re safe, Irina.” The elven queen smiled as she stood at the tip of the tallest tree in the Wind Forest. She cast her gaze toward the northwest, and her smile gradually disappeared.
“Perhaps it’s time to give her free rein and truly allow her to do something. Perhaps I really was wrong.”
The elven queen stood on top of the tree for a long while before withdrawing her gaze and slowly making her way downward, finally disappearing into the hollow in the tree.
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“Irina’s back!”
At the same time, there were some elves who had sensed the magic waves outside the Wind Forest, and they could already guess who had just returned.
Many of them knew of the transaction that was about to take place just outside the Wind Forest today.
They had thought that Irina would remain in Rodu forever, but she had returned to the Wind Forest, and that had undoubtedly given them a massive surprise.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWithin the darkness, there were already many elves gathering together.
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All of the black-robed elves with bows in their hands had hung their heads in horror and shame, not daring to meet Irina’s gaze.
“Please spare us, Your Highness. We’re only following orders…”
An elf suddenly threw his bow onto the ground before falling onto his knees.
“Please spare us, Your Highness.”
Dull thumps rang out one after another as all of the elves fell to their knees with fearful expressions.
Irina swept her gaze over these elves before withdrawing the vines that had bound all of the captured elves. She then directed those vines toward the black-robed elves kneeling on the ground and hung them from the trees instead.
All of the elves who had regained their freedom for the second time in one night all sat down on the ground as if all of the energy had been sapped from their bodies. They looked at the dead Cobil, then up at the elven warrior who had been bound and hung down from vines, and they felt as if they were dreaming.
“I’m Irina.” Irina gave a simple self-introduction as she made her way over to the wounded and shell-shocked elves. A hint of sympathy appeared in her eyes as she gently raised a hand. A ray of green light surged over from the Tree of Life in the distance, swirling around her body before flowing toward the group of elves before her.
The green light gently caressed the wounds on their bodies, quickly healing them with its tremendous life force energy. Their injuries quickly regenerated while color returned to their pale cheeks, and the soul also seemed to have returned to their eyes.
In what seemed like the blink of an eye, the broken elves were healed both on the inside and the outside, and it was as if they had received a new lease on life.
“Thank you, Your Highness!”
“Thank you!”
The elves were all filled with elation as they looked at their restored bodies. All of them sobbed with elation as they extended grateful bows toward Irina.
The two little elves in Sally’s arms had also regained a healthy complexion as they landed on the ground, extending their little hands to try and help Sally to her feet. Both of them wore joyful smiles on their little faces as they said, “Big Sister, Her Highness is here to save us!”
“Indeed, Her Highness has saved us.” Sally nodded as she looked at Irina with admiration in her eyes. In the future, I want to become an elf just like her, fighting for the elven race with everything I have.
“Um, can you guys get me down from here?” Blour asked in a slightly awkward voice. Even though he had also received treatment, he was still hanging upside down from a tree, which was understandably quite uncomfortable.
Sally raised a finger to summon a blade of ice, which sliced open the vines around Blour’s body, causing him to fall straight to the ground, Just as he was about to land headfirst into the dirt, he twisted around so his knees could cushion his fall, and he knelt down in front of Irina in the end.
“No need to thank me; I was only doing my job.” Irina shook her head before turning her attention toward Blour and Sally, upon which she gave a slight nod of approval, and said, “Get away from here. Go to Chaos City; that’s the only safe place right now. Someone will take you there, and no one will hunt you down anymore.”
Blour rose to his feet in a rather awkward manner before rubbing his knee with a grimace of pain. He glanced at Irina before yelling to everyone else, “Come with me, everyone; I’ll take you all to Chaos City.”
All of the elves extended another collective grateful bow toward Irina before following Blour toward the south. Chaos City was an unfamiliar place to them, but it was indeed their final haven. At the very least, no mercenary squad dared to blatantly hunt elves there.
Sally turned to Irina and opened her mouth to say something, but she suppressed the urge to do so in the end. After taking one final glance at Irina, she hurriedly rushed over to catch up with Blour.
Irina’s promise meant that these elves would definitely be taken safely to Chaos City. She promised that no one was going to hunt them down, so no one would dare to try and hunt them.
The group of several dozens of elves traversed through the night with Blour leading the way, holding a flaming torch that illuminated the way ahead.
All of the elves’ eyes were filled with renewed hope. It was as if they had finally found a path in the darkness that led toward the light.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIrina looked on as the flaming torch disappeared into the distance before turning toward the Wind Forest, standing on the spot in silence.
The entire Wind Forest was completely silent as if no one was aware of what had just taken place.
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On that night, countless people on the Norland Continent suffered sleepless nights.
However, Mag had a very good night’s sleep. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the sight of the bright morning sun, and it was as if the storm from the night before was nothing more than a distant dream.
He took a glance at Amy, who was sleeping soundly using her arms as a pillow, and a smile appeared on his face.
As long as he could wake up to Amy’s smiling face every day, then everything would be alright.
When Amy finally woke up of her own accord, Mag got out of bed and helped her into a beautiful little white dress.
“Where’s Irina, Father? Has she already left?” Amy looked around with disappointment on her little face.
“She did. She left after you fell asleep last night, but we’ll definitely meet her again.” Mag patted Amy’s little head with a smile.
“I thought she’d spend the night here.” Amy sighed before looking up at Mag with a disappointed expression, and scolded, “Father, why didn’t you take this opportunity?”
Mag’s expression instantly darkened. Just what was in that little head of hers? Was she that eager for her birth parents to get together?
“Alright, we have to go and participate in the numerical system debate today. Teacher Luna is still waiting for us.” Mag changed the subject as he picked up Amy’s little hand, and led her out the door.
“When will we be able to see Big Sister Irina again, Father?” Amy asked.
Mag paused in his footsteps and looked down at Amy with a serious expression as he replied, “In a year at most.”