Don't Call Me A Succubus, I'm Really Just A Warlock!

"Boss, I'm leaving."

The next day, after Mu En packed her things, she said goodbye to Vatelya.

"Let's go, let's go." Vatelya said disgustedly.

"Remember to pay me dividends on time!"

Mu En reminded that he still remembered that he was the majority shareholder of the tavern.

"Are you still short of this little money?" Vatelya waved his hand, "Don't worry, I'll keep it all for you. Remember to come back and get it later when you have time."

"Okeke!"

Mu En took Sivana out of the Star Moon Flower Tavern, where Baron Bernard was already waiting in a carriage outside.

The carriage was taken from the Church of Shadows. Ever since I became the Pope of the Church of Shadows, I have not made good use of this status. It is just a good time to take advantage of them.

Anyway, the Shadow Church is very wealthy and has no shortage of these things.

When the carriage was moving, Mu En took one last look at Geantes without any memories.

The Landis family.

"Mo En is gone."

Sophia was a little happy. Mu En left without her, which meant that she was free.

"I'm leaving too," Carol said.

She has already contacted a sacred soul mage and will bring Li there in a few days to let them see if they can recognize who it is.

"Sister Carol, remember to come back and see me."

Sophia was reluctant to leave.

The strongest thighs are also about to go. She has not yet relied on her thighs to dominate her body.

However, since the appearance of Dragon Dance in the Sky, the group of old guys have calmed down a lot. They are no longer thinking about how to deal with Valtelya like before.

This made Sophia feel much more relaxed.

…

On the level, Furian looked at the battlefield below.

There were only a few soldiers from the human legion fighting the monsters below, and now the battlefield was filled with battles between monsters.

In the space underneath the level, monsters are rapidly spawned all the time, and control spheres are implanted.

Countless pipes hung from the top, with black liquid flowing through them.

"F... Li... An!!!" The giant dragon Granrio roared from thousands of meters away.

I originally thought that the human legion was already at the end of its tether.

As a result, inexplicably, suddenly the human army was able to create monsters and control them.

This resulted in a dramatic shift in the entire battlefield situation.

Now it can be said that it is the self-internal friction between monsters.

The controlled monster is completely out of Granrio's control.

Furian raised her fingers towards Granrio with a smile on her face.

Even though they were so far away, Granrio could still see clearly.

Anger rose on his face, but he suppressed it.

The current human legion is fully prepared, unlike the last time when his sudden attack surprised Furian and the others.

The human legion has already arranged measures against him, and if he really gets impulsive, he will never be able to come back.

Therefore, Granrio can only be furious, and now he can only grind against the human army.

Grind to the end and see which side can't hold on first.

"Fulian, you can't stop me!" Glenrio roared dully.

"Then come and try, stop talking nonsense."

Furian stretched out her hand, and thousands of twenty-meter-long ice swords condensed in the air, and then shot straight towards Granrio.

The other two human sanctuaries were not to be outdone, one summoned heavenly fire to descend, and the other invoked thunder and thunder.

…

"It's time to decide who will be the successor to the throne."

In the elven clan, in the hall under the ancient tree of life, the elven elders sat on both sides.

In the middle is a middle-aged female elf. According to the age of the elves, this female elf is at least 2,000 years old.

She is dressed luxuriously and is completely different from other elves.

But no elf is dissatisfied.

Because this is their Elf Queen.

“Currently, there are only two elves born from the core of the Tree of Life, Toven and Irelia, and the successor to the throne can only be chosen from the two of them.

Now Toven has not returned to the elves, and Irelia has returned with the team that evacuated from the Winter Fortress last time. "

said an elf elder.

What he meant was very obvious.

As the child of the current elf queen, Toven should be the best successor to the throne, but he does not want to take on this responsibility.

But Irelia has no intention of rejecting this responsibility. She has always said that if necessary, she will definitely take on this responsibility.

The other elf elders nodded.

Originally they had a choice.

But now they have no choice, there is only one way left for them to go.

The Elf Queen rubbed her brows. She took over the throne when she was five hundred years old. Over the past fifteen hundred years, after controlling the Elf clan, the tremendous mental pressure she would inevitably bear has brought her to the edge of collapse.

Therefore, there is a rule in the elves that each successor to the throne cannot be on the throne for more than 1,500 years.

"Then, Irelia."

The Elf Queen said tiredly.

She actually wanted Tuo Wen to inherit the throne. After all, that boy was strong-skinned and could bear more mental pressure.

Irelia looks a lot like her when she was young, so the Elven Queen doesn't want to see Irelia go down the same path as her.

If possible, she would prefer that Irelia is the one who is unwilling to inherit the throne now, so that she can justifiably bring back Toven.

The elders nodded, and some of them moved their lips slightly, which was using the elf spell of sound transmission.

After a while, a clear and sweet voice sounded outside the hall.

Irelia walked in from the outside. She was wearing the exquisite clothing of the elves. The clear and sweet sound was the sound of the accessories on the clothing colliding.

When she was in the Winter Fortress, her dress and temperament were no different from those of the ranger.

But now, after returning to the elves, she has naturally regained the temperament that an elven royal family should have.

This is not to draw a line between ordinary elves.

Just because she is from the Elf Royal Family, no one in the Winter Fortress knows her identity except those powerful men from the Sanctuary.

But among the elves, she is a front-runner.

In this world, most people's impressions of the elves are actually derived from the elves royal family.

Therefore, she must show the elegance that all elves should have.

"Good afternoon, elders."

Irelia nodded slightly and performed the etiquette of the elves.

The elders also returned the courtesy, and then they looked at the Elf Queen.

"Irelia." The Elf Queen said, "I have been on the throne for more than 1,500 years. According to the rules of the elves, it is time for me to take off this crown.

I just discussed it with the elders and finally decided on the next successor to the throne. "

The Elf Queen stood up, walked down, and came to Irelia.

"My sister." She reached out and stroked Irelia's cheek.

Then she took off her crown.

"From now on, you will lead the elves."

The crown was put on Irelia's head by her, and the power of the Elf Queen declined rapidly, finally remaining at the master level.

And Irelia's strength continued to increase, green light spots appeared around her, and natural elements continued to pour into her body.

When the green light point disappeared, Irelia's strength stabilized.

She glanced at her smiling sister and raised her hand.

boom!

A beam of light erupted from the ancient tree of life!

Then, it turned into a rain of light and fell on the territory of the elves!

Every elf raised his head and put down what he was doing.

After bathing in the light and rain, they were all halfway forward in their current realm!

This is the rain of blessing after the new Elf throne is inherited!