5 Elven Energy Stage 3

In a nutshell: This blonde elf is scared of me.

Xia Mi took a step forward, moving closer to the golden-haired elf, who promptly retreated a few steps in response.

Verification successful.

A weight lifted off Xia Mi's chest. He had almost thought he had run into an elf hero and was destined to die there.

"Don't, don't come any closer... Or I'll draw my sword!"

In front of the elf named Lureia, a distorted space emerged. From it, she drew an exquisite white jade-like flexible sword. The look of panic on her face was hard to hide.

This further confirmed Xia Mi's suspicions.

She was utterly clueless.

"Do you know nothing?"

Walking up the stone steps, Xia Mi came directly in front of Lureia.

In the Elven Forest, a sanctuary under the protection of the tribal elders and the care of the academy instructors, there was no concept of danger. Even the duels within the academy took place with utmost safety.

At this moment, the delicate elf with golden hair held her sword shakily, her legs trembling in fear, looking like a tightly drawn bowstring. Her cherry lips quivered.

"What do you mean, 'know'?"

Could it be that the heir to the Demon King was smitten by her beauty and wanted to kidnap her, making her the Demon Queen? Did he intend to keep her by his side, have many demonic children with her, and rejuvenate the demon race?

She couldn't let that happen. After all, she was a noble elf, not a mere breeding machine!

In the blink of an eye, Xia Mi was in front of Lureia. To intimidate her, he purposely put on a deeply villainous expression, further frightening her.

Taken by surprise, Lureia quickly cast an elf spell. As she chanted in the elvish language, she swung her sword.

The blade, imbued with a pristine glow, swung towards Xia Mi.

Too slow.

Xia Mi, now a max-level villager, had top-tier agility among the mundane professions. He was used to catching chickens and ducks, whose evasive speed was far faster than Lureia's attack.

To him, her sword swing seemed like a series of slow-moving slides. As she attacked, he easily dodged and grabbed the elf's wrist. He took the opportunity to check her basic information.

[Name: Lureia Yuzer Elga]

[Race: Elf]

[Status: Preparing to plead]

[Job: None]

[Level: None]

[Strength: Elven Energy Stage 3]

[Elven Energy is a unique power cultivated by the elves, formed by gathering the spiritual energy of the Elven Forest. It determines the strength of an elf. At Elven Energy Stage 3, one is basically considered weak. (Thumbsdown) ]

"..."

Looking at the panicking elf, Xia Mi realized.

She was a useless elf.

No wonder she only blustered.

Lureia's face turned pale, her delicate eyelashes trembling in fear.

She was doomed. The innocent young elf was going to be captured by the evil heir to the Demon King. What would follow was a tragic fate where she'd be completely subdued by the demon.

Facing an elf who posed no threat, Xia Mi soon released Lureia's wrist after she calmed down.

However, he took the white jade-like flexible sword from her to prevent any sudden attacks. He then received the basic information about the sword.

[Name: Standard Female Elf Sword]

[Type: Equipment]

[Quality: Special]

[Attribute: Jade (Expensive)]

[Note: Made from the whitest stones deep within the Elven Forest. Although it doesn't enhance attack power, it has a smooth surface, making it one of the favorite swords for female elves. It's very expensive.]

"I genuinely don't understand what you're talking about. I'm just a regular villager visiting here for tourism."

Without her sword, Lureia felt even more powerless. Although weak, she wasn't dumb. In the current situation, surrendering seemed the right choice.

"I knew it from the beginning. I just wanted to test your reaction."

Opening her eyes, Lureia quickly stepped back, trying to act as if nothing had happened.

"Please return my sword, Mr. Villager. It's not worth much. If I don't return home soon, my mother won't let me in."

A brief surrender was necessary. Based on what she witnessed, Lureia was certain that the young man before her was the heir to the Demon King.

Once she escaped from his grasp, she could gather reinforcements to capture him.

She squinted her eyes, taking a closer look at Xia Mi, memorizing his features as if she wanted to eat him up.

"But some things, once seen, cannot be unseen. What has happened cannot be changed."

Xia Mi sighed. He wasn't a fool.

Although Lureia had surrendered, her previous words made it clear that she had witnessed everything.

Letting her go now would be like releasing a ticking time bomb.

"I... I really didn't see anything. Everyone knows elves are nearly blind with over a thousand-degree myopia. And you accuse a near-blind being of peeping..."

Lureia began to sob, her eyes watery and her face spelling injustice.

"Don't add attributes to elves that don't exist!"

Her act of playing the victim couldn't change Xia Mi's mind.

Yet he didn't want to kill her. Setting aside the consequences of killing an elf, he wasn't even sure he could do it.

After all, this elf was at Elven Energy Stage 3. The last being he knew at that stage was already an emperor. This flat-chested golden-haired elf might well be the protagonist.

What if attacking her triggered some bizarre elf protection mechanism, bringing several powerful elves through time and space to confront him?

Moreover, even as the heir to the Demon King, Xia Mi would feel guilty about killing this seemingly naive elf.

He began to seek other solutions.

"What's your status within the elf community?"

"Huh?"

"Answer quickly."

"The universally recognized next-generation most beautiful young elf?"

"Who's in your family?"

"Mom and dad."

"What's their status?"

"The parents of the universally recognized next-generation most beautiful young elf?" Lureia responded cautiously.

"..."

Xia Mi took a deep breath, rubbing his forehead.

Nevermind.

He had hoped to find out if this flat-chested elf was a princess or something. But based on her intelligence, Xia Mi had pretty much ruled that out.

If the princess of the elves was this dim-witted, they might as well be extinct!