Dark Redemption of Elf

The next day, Ravel tried to contact other children again. After seeing his fairy-like appearance, they were now embarrassed to insult Ravel again.

Especially after he showed some miraculous magic, the children looked at him with admiration, including the dog who often bullied him.

Then they took Ravel to do things he had never done before, such as catching fish and shrimps, digging out bird eggs, and catching small animals. Therefore, people all lamented the magic and convenience of his magic, and Ravel's vanity was greatly satisfied by the many exclamations.

A smile gradually appeared on Ravel's face, but the news that his mother was an elf also spread in the village and spread to all directions, especially when it was heard that Navela was extremely beautiful. Some men in the village who did not have a wife were Ravel was very annoyed by people coming to see him one after another. Fortunately, because Ravel knew magic, those men did not dare to use force.

Finally one day, a nobleman from the Kingdom of Switzerland arrived at the cabin in a carriage, surrounded by many guards. There were also a large number of villagers watching curiously.

"I am the lord of this village, Viscount Mohan. I heard from the villagers that there is a forest elf lady here, so I came here specifically to ask for a meeting."

"Mother" Ravel hid behind Navella with some fear. He often heard from his friends that the lord had several guards under his command. They were all warriors who practiced fighting spirit and were very powerful in combat.

"It's okay" Navela stood in front of him and whispered to Ravel, looking at the Viscount calmly: "Is something wrong?"

"Are you that elf? Please take off your veil." Although the words contained the word "please", the commanding tone did not allow for any rejection and reached everyone's ears.

Navela fell silent, and the atmosphere froze for a moment. Just when Viscount Mohan couldn't help but speak out again, she slowly took off her veil, and her delicate face appeared in front of him.

A strong possessive desire suddenly appeared in the Viscount's heart, and he said excitedly: "Hello, beautiful elf lady, I... Viscount Mohan sincerely invites you to come to my mansion as a guest, and I have fulfilled my friendship as a landlord."

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Viscount, I don't want to go anywhere now," Navela replied politely, but there was a hint of coldness in his expression.

"Bold, Lord Viscount sincerely invites you, an elf, to be our guest, but you dare to refuse!" A guard yelled at Navela.

"Get out of here! Bastard, you scared my guest," the Viscount scolded the guard, but there was a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

The guard took a step back obediently, and there was no shame in his eyes after being scolded... The two of them, master and servant, were completely acting out a show.

"Beautiful elf lady, I hope you can seriously consider it. After all... I heard that you have a half-elf son." Viscount Mohan glanced at the young Ravel and felt relieved.

Navela was silent for a moment: "Can I think about it?"

"Of course, I hope I can give an answer before evening," the Viscount said with a smile, then waved his hand and left with a group of guards, looking very majestic. The villagers next to him gave way to the road one after another, not daring to breathe.

"Mother, you really want to go..." Ravel, who was in his 10s, pulled the corner of his mother's clothes and looked at her worriedly.

"Don't worry, I won't go," Navela said gently, "Pack your things, let's leave here."

"Okay, mother." Ravel looked happy. He had long been tired of staying in this place.

"Ravel, and...Aunt Navella, do you want to leave?" A childish voice came, and a little boy leaned against the door.

Ravel recognized this little boy, his name was Erdan. He had occasionally said bad things about him and his mother before, but after seeing his mother's appearance and Ravel's magic, he often came to their house, and they also The little boy was received very warmly.

"Yes." A trace of reluctance suddenly appeared in Ravel's heart. It was not easy for them to get along.

"I'm sorry." The little boy suddenly lowered his head.

"I'm sorry? Why are you saying sorry? Don't worry, I have forgotten all the past things," Ravel said generously. His mother said that you should be more tolerant.

"It's not that." The little boy took a step back: "I heard that the noble was not a good person. He once occupied a beautiful young woman from our village."

"I know it without you having to tell me. What do you want to say?"

"This news came from our mouths, I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, I won't mind." Ravel's smile was a little forced. If they weren't a group of children who like to show off everywhere, this place would still be as quiet as before. He knew that his mother liked silence.

"Yeah." The little boy looked at Ravel very guiltily, and then ran home.

"Ravel, let's go." Navela also packed her things. They didn't have many items to take with them.

……

"If you want to run away, don't even look at whose territory this is." Ten fully armed knights surrounded Ravel and Navela. As soon as they left the village, they were spotted by the knight, who called the others and caught up with them.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Navela protected Ravel behind her and looked directly at the ten knights.

"What do you want to do? Of course I want to invite the beautiful elf lady to our viscount's house as a guest." A knight rode forward and said, looking at Navela with undisguised desire in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll go with you, but let him go."

"Mother!? Don't go, that noble is not a good person." Ravel looked at his mother anxiously.

"Ravel, don't worry, I'll be fine." The mother gently touched Ravel's head.

The knight looked at the mother and son and laughed: "Haha, if you want to go, let's go together. It would be bad if this half-elf encounters an accident in the wild."

Navela's face darkened, and he stretched out his right hand, and a vine suddenly stretched out from the ground, pulling the knight off his horse.

"No, she can also do magic."

"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us." Upon seeing this, the knights rushed forward.

Not to be outdone, Ravel cast the 'entangle' technique and knocked the two knights to the ground, but there were too many knights.

Another knight took advantage of Ravel's failure to react and punched him in the face, instantly knocking him unconscious. Then he grabbed his neck with one hand.

"Let him go! I'll go with you." Navela pulled the two knights off their horses again, turned around and saw Ravel being captured by a knight, and immediately stopped the magic in his hands and shouted to him.

"Damn Elf Magic" A knight behind him tore away the vines around his neck and punched Navela's back. The elf grunted and did not resist again.

The knight who captured Ravel saw that Navella seemed to have given up resistance, and smiled playfully: "I'm finally willing to obey, which is good."

"Mother...save me" Ravel couldn't help but call out to Navela. The force on his neck made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Follow us to the Viscount. He will not treat you mother and son badly." The knight threw Ravel behind him. He understood that as long as he controlled the half-elf, the elf would not move.

"Let him go," Navela said coldly, ignoring the knights watching eagerly next to him.

"Let him go? Okay?" A knight who had been tripped by Ravel just got up in a panic, took the thrown Ravel, and stepped on Ravel's right ankle.

"Ah!" Ravel let out a cry of pain, and his bones seemed to have been broken by him. Seeing his mother about to be humiliated, but unable to do anything about it, this feeling was really frustrating, and it was different from the random abuses of the children in the village. But it really hurts the heart.

"As long as he doesn't run away, we won't do this."

"Remember not to hurt that forest elf. As long as this half-elf doesn't die, you can do whatever you want," the leading knight said loudly.

"Haha, boss, of course we know this, and we don't dare to resist even if we think about them."

"Wood magic doesn't have much lethality, so what do you need to be afraid of?"

Navela's expression suddenly turned cold, and several vines emerged from the ground again, entangling the ten knights one by one.

'Vine strangulation'

"It's a third-level magic, be careful...ah!" A knight looked shocked. He recognized that this was a third-level magic, and it was quite lethal.

One of the vines shot at the knight who captured Ravel and strangled his neck.

"Let go of me..." The huge force coming from the vines made his face turn red and he was speechless.

"Mother" Ravel fell to the ground and stared at his mother blankly. This was the first time he saw his mother use third-level magic. Low-level wood magic really has no lethality and can only play some controlling role. But if you reach the third level, dealing with these knights is not a problem.

"You go first," Navela shouted to Ravel, and then controlled a vine to wrap around his waist, throwing him out of the knight's circle.

"Catch that half-elf" a knight shouted, before being pulled off his horse by a vine, and suddenly five vines entangled his limbs.

"Ah!!!" The five vines exerted force at the same time, dividing the knight into several sections. This was the first time that Navela killed someone so cruelly.

Ravel fell heavily to the ground, and as soon as he got up, he saw two knights riding towards him, one on the left and one on the right.

"Stay away from him." The two vines accurately wrapped around the necks of the two knights. The strong recoil made them groan and fall heavily backward to the ground.

"Run, you can't beat them!" Navela shouted, and then was slapped to the ground by the back of a knight's sword. The elf must not have a single scratch on his body, otherwise they will all be punished by the Viscount.

Navila forcibly swallowed the blood down her throat, and then released a large number of vines to tightly entangle the knight, and then cut her body into pieces.

Ravel looked at his mother in panic, his eyes wide open. At this time, two knights had been cut into pieces. The scene was bloody for a while, and his trembling legs did not dare to take a step forward.

"Ravel, you go first, I'll be there soon." Navila entangled the two knights again and threw them away. It seemed that they were not losing at all.

"I, I'll wait for you in front." Ravel thought that he was a burden here and couldn't help her. He said weakly to his mother, then suppressed the fear in his heart and ran towards the dense forest.

He forgot the fact that he was a second-level wood-type intermediate magician. He was now just an 11-year-old child relying on his mother.

Running desperately in the dense forest, falling down...getting up...falling down again, and so on.

Time gradually passed, the sun was about to set, but his mother had not yet come, and the fear and anxiety in Ravel's heart became stronger and stronger. I wanted to go back several times, but I was afraid of those knights in armor, and my right leg and ankle still hurt.

In the end, his worry for his mother defeated his fear, and he tried to fumble in the direction he came from. He had just taken a few steps when he heard slight footsteps in front of him.

"Mother!" Ravel watched in surprise as Navela walked slowly, holding on to the tree.

"Ravel, it's great that you're okay." Navela's pale face showed a smile of relief...and then he fell heavily to the ground, revealing the iron arrow stuck behind him.

Ravel's pupils instantly dilated to the extreme, his face turned pale, and his tongue froze: "Mother, mother..."

He quickly stepped forward and hugged his mother, tears falling down.

"Yes, right..." Ravel said, his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make a sound.

"Ravel..." Navela slowly held his face and said softly, as if they were still in the original cabin.

"I'm here, I'm here." Ravel wiped away his tears and snot, but after touching them, more flowed down, and he couldn't wipe them away.

"Ravel, you are a good boy, you are still not allowed to..."

"I know, you're not allowed to do bad things, right?"

"Well... also, if you have a chance... let's go to the Flower Forest again." Navela's breath became weaker and weaker, as if she would leave at any time, and her body became colder and colder.

"Yeah... Got it." Ravel nodded and agreed, but he wanted to be with his mother more, but his mother taught him since he was a child that she would leave him one day, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"You are not allowed to...retaliate against those human children of your age...even though they have done...many wrong things."

"...Yeah" Ravel hesitated for a moment, but still nodded in agreement. Just now, for a moment... his inner anger... drove him to kill all the humans in that village.

"Also, no..."

"..."

Navela closed her eyes, her weak breathing suddenly stopped, and time seemed to have stopped. The only sound was the ticking sound of tears falling on the ground and the faint sound of insects gradually rising.

In the dense forest, the desperate boy held his head on the ground and cried alone.

……

"Hey, what are you doing here?" A rich voice came to Ravel's ears.

He raised his head, and a tall figure appeared in his blurry vision.

"Here you go, a grown man is crying here. Did he meet that undead dragon?"