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Selma Payne’s POV:

The moonlight became dim and weak, and Julie’s manic soul became unstable again.

Julie struggled painfully in the cage, trying her best to stay awake, but she could not resist the arrival of chaos. She only cared about one person, Sisley, standing in the corner like an invisible person.

She was still looking at him until the last second when she lost her mind. Her eyes were so sad and gentle, like a mother who had lost her child and was crying to her child’s photo.

Finally, the sober Julie disappeared, leaving only a violent and confused soul in the cage, painfully trying to find a way back in the fog.

Master Kevin had returned to the room at some point. He said in a deep voice, “Please leave the rest to me. Julie is not safe now. Please leave, for now, Your Highness.”

I was a little worried about his condition. “Don’t force yourself. We’ve all heard too many facts tonight. Why don’t we let the assistants take over the follow-up?”

Master Kevin shook his head as if he didn’t understand what I meant. “There will be a few more confidentiality agreements. A piece of light paper can’t guarantee that a secret will always be a secret. Please let me do it, I’m really… 1 have complicated feelings, but work always calms me down.”

I could only agree and requested the guards to take care of him.

After leaving the Sorcery Research Association, I thought I couldn’t sleep tonight. I must sort out my thoughts and figure out the truth behind Layla’s death.

Before that, 1 sent someone to send Sisley back to the family cemetery. He had no objections to the sudden doubling of ‘escorts’ and left quietly and obediently.

It was already early in the morning when we returned to the palace. My mother had gone to bed with the children while my father was still working. He didn’t usually stay up this late unless he was waiting for urgent news like what I brought back tonight.

“I’m also a little confused and have some guesses. 1 must organize my thoughts before I can tell you everything, Father.” Holding the steaming berry tea Kara poured for me, I imagined that the sweet steam would help me melt the chaotic thoughts in my mind.

“There’s no need to force yourself, Selma. It’s already very late today. You can go back and rest first. A tired brain won’t work well.”

“But you’ve waited for so long…”

“Haha, thank you for your thoughtfulness, darling. But it’s a father’s responsibility to leave a light on for his daughter who comes home late, and I have work to deal with.”

Only then did 1 notice a few stacks of documents on my father’s desk. Most were printed with a familiar logo – they belonged to the elves.

This was really strange. Since the pointy ears in the north started to fight among themselves openly, they had no time to care about our furry neighbors. The last time 1 saw a more official document from the elves, it was about extending the duration of exchange students.

“What happened?” During this time, 1 was buried in the investigation and didn’t pay much attention to anything else. “Why are there so many official documents from the north suddenly? And with the same seal? The elves shook hands and made peace?”

Ever since the divided forces became queens, the ‘leaders’ of the elves began to use all kinds of titles and seals as if they were buying one for free in a mall.

At the mention of this, my father sighed and handed Aldrich and me several different documents with the same seal.

“They all come from the elf race, but the one who sent them out is not the same person. In fact, I’m also confused as to why so many independent forces would suddenly contact the werewolves simultaneously. Moreover, most of them are talking about the same thing.”

I looked at the few documents in my hands and exchanged them with Aldrich. I realized that these documents were basically talking about the same thing.

It was about the exchange students of the elf race.

In fact, this wasn’t the first time this exchange student had such a strange problem. As students who had been exchanged to the werewolves, these elves seemed to have a different label from the beginning.

And now, the problems mentioned in these documents surprised me even more.

“What’s all this? Are they suffering from schizophrenia?” I looked at the same seal on the document and the signature that seemed to be from the same person. “If 1 remember correctly, Yaqi the Sixth. Isn’t that the honorific title of the current Elf King?”

Yes, these documents were nominally from the hands of ‘Yaqi the Sixth’, the sleeping Elf King. However, since he was currently in a deep sleep, it was very problematic for these documents from different forces to use the name of the Elf King suddenly.

The Yaqi the Sixth couldn’t have suddenly woken up, waved his arm, and united the elves who had been beaten into a pot of soup in three days, right?

Moreover, the requirements of these documents were contradictory.

Some ‘Yaqi the Sixth’ hoped the exchange students would be sent back to the elves as soon as possible, and their destinations varied.

Some ‘Yaqi the Sixth’ either openly or secretly didn’t want the exchange students to return so soon. Some documents even hinted that it would be good if the exchange students could never return.

What exactly did these pointy-eared students have to cause such a huge uproar among the elves?