Ten thousand times return, I am a mentor in the Novice Village

Elf Temple.

Xu Xuan came here with the old dean's token.

As soon as he approached, he felt a familiar breath and a throbbing feeling in his blood.

"My blood?"

Xu Xuan frowned.

When he was in the Red Moon Tavern in Longdu, Atana let him taste the most precious wine of the elves, 'Sacred Moonlight'. As a return gift, he gave Atana three drops of blood.

When he came to Luolan Star and saw Atana again, Xu Xuan could no longer sense the breath of the three drops of blood. Why did it appear now?

It should have been hidden by Atana's isolation of the breath before, and now it is deliberately released.

"Could it be..."

"Atana already knows that I am the contact person, and deliberately sends me a signal?"

The elves have all kinds of strange means. Maybe Moira told Atana about her coming to contact.

Xu Xuan made a judgment in his heart.

Maybe there is a chance to test Atana.

Although he thought that Atana was unlikely to betray, and Moira had also said that Atana would never betray, there was always a chance of something happening, and for Su Ying, it was better to be careful.

Atana and the people of the Elf Knights also noticed Xu Xuan's arrival.

Elf Knights' Legion Commander Ivan looked at Xu Xuan, "Kade, is there anything?"

The elves get along relatively harmoniously, and although Ivan is the legion commander of the Elf Knights, he is not arrogant.

Xu Xuan handed the old dean's token to Ivan and said bluntly: "Legion Commander, I wonder if you can give me a place to participate in the Forgotten River Festival in seven days?"

Ivan nodded: "Yes."

Although the Elf Academy has declined, it is still a part of the spiritual and cultural heritage of the elves, and the old dean's face must be given.

He handed a token to Xu Xuan, "This is the identity card of the sacrificial team. Take it and follow Her Majesty the Queen to the Forgotten River in seven days."

"Thank you, Legion Commander."

Xu Xuan took the identity token and turned away.

Atana looked at the back of ‘Cade’ leaving, and a trace of fluctuation flashed in her eyes. Ever since Her Majesty Moira told her that Xu Xuan was lurking beside her, she now thinks everyone looks like Xu Xuan in disguise.

“Your Majesty, what’s wrong with you?”

Seeing that Atana’s eyes were following Cade’s departure, Legion Commander Ivan couldn’t help but wonder: “If you think the quota for the sacrificial team is not suitable for Cade, I will take it back later.”

“No need.”

Atana waved her hand, “How about the list of casualties I asked you to collect? And the details of the recent changes in the tribe, have you investigated them clearly?”

“All have been sorted out.”

Ivan handed a scroll to Atana and said respectfully: “Please take a look, Your Majesty.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Atana took the scroll, turned and walked into the Elf Temple, waving her hand to set up a ban.

Ivan bowed his head: “It is an honor for me to serve Your Majesty.”

What a pity.

No voice responded to him.

Looking at the forbidden elven temple, Ivan's eyes flickered. Her Majesty seemed peaceful to him, but she gave him a cold feeling that kept him at a distance.

He thought that accompanying Her Majesty through the riots would always gain some favor.

But why did he feel...

Her Majesty seemed to be more distant from him.

Ivan clenched his fists, and her figure was in his mind, "Your Majesty, even if I can only be your knight for the rest of my life, I am willing to give everything for you."

On the throne of the temple, Atana opened the information scroll and read it carefully.

She collected everything just to find Xu Xuan, hoping to catch some traces of Xu Xuan from the clues.

She scanned the names one by one.

With her keen sense of smell, Atana's eyes locked on a name.

Nicole Lin!

The scroll commented on Nicolin:

When she was one or two years old, she showed a talent and understanding far beyond her peers, and possessed a physique of the ‘prophetic system’. Later, she contracted a strange disease, and her physical fitness became worse day by day.

According to the diagnosis given by the high priest at that time, Nicolin could not live past the age of ten. Her symptoms could not be cured, and she could only be nourished with the help of the ‘pure water of the Forgotten River’.

During the coronation ceremony, Nicolin’s grandmother died in the riot. The unconscious Nicolin was rescued by the Elf Academy mentor ‘Cade’, and later worshipped Cade as her teacher and became his disciple.

“Accepting a disciple?”

Atana caught the key details.

She paid attention to everything about Xu Xuan, and naturally knew that Xu Xuan had three disciples, and Xu Xuan seemed to like teaching disciples very much.

She immediately turned out the information of ‘Cade’.

From the information, it can be seen that Cade had not accepted any disciples before the riot. Although he was Lin’s mentor for a period of time, they were not very close.

Moreover, Cade was also seriously injured in the riot, but in that situation, he actually went to find Nicolin.

In the eyes of outsiders, these little things are not worth mentioning, and no one will pay attention to them.

But any details will be infinitely magnified in the eyes of those who are interested.

Atana is always paying attention to everything about Xu Xuan, and these clues naturally cannot escape her eyes. She suddenly became excited.

"Cade may be Xu Xuan!"

Thinking of this, Atana's heart was pounding.

"No, I have to calm down, I can't bring danger to Xu Xuan."

She took another deep breath and told herself not to mess around. Now she is in this position, countless eyes are watching her, and all her actions will be infinitely magnified.

Besides, this was just her wishful thinking. Cade might not be Xu Xuan.

"Wait a little longer!"

Athana understood that even if she recognized Xu Xuan now, it would only mess up her state of mind and could not complete the task immediately.

The Eternal Ancient Tree had not completely absorbed the life energy in the Moon Well, and could not evolve to that form. Its trunk could not be taken away, so it could only wait.

...

On the other side.

Xu Xuan, who had obtained a place in the sacrificial team, returned to the college dormitory.

"Teacher!"

Seeing Xu Xuan coming back, Nicolin, who was training, said excitedly: "Teacher, I can finally hit the bull's eye, look."

She took out an arrow and shot it out.

Puff!

An arrow hit the bull's eye.

For a little elf who had difficulty even touching the target before, it is naturally exciting to be able to hit the bull's eye now.

"Very good!"

Xu Xuan smiled and praised his disciple without hesitation.

Although Lin's major was deduction, she also needed other things to help adjust her mentality.

"Lin, I will go out to do something in a few days."

Xu Xuan squatted down and touched Lin's head, "Before that, I have something to tell you."

Lin nodded obediently: "Teacher, you say."

Xu Xuan took out a piece of black cloth, and took out some marrow washing medicine to soak it, and put down the divine mind restriction, using it as a blindfold to cover Lin's eyes.

"Lin, when the teacher is not here, you must not take it off, and you are not allowed to use the power of the eyes, understand?"

"I know, teacher! I will be obedient."

Although Lin was puzzled, she believed in the teacher's words.

In her heart, she had already regarded the teacher as her only relative.