The Elf Journey In The Western Fantasy World-Chapter 27: The Ruins’ Revenge and an Unexpected Truth

"This is Haeryun Seojin, the third-ranked Sage among the Seven Sages. He possessed a rare foresight ability and was also a top-tier alchemist. Given that, this ruin must have been left behind by Haeryun Seojin."

"That explains it," Darius said, thinking of the stash of rare medicinal herbs. "If it was left by Haeryun Seojin, it’s not surprising. But the Seven Sages all went into seclusion more than two hundred years ago, and no one has been able to find them since."

"In any case, we got lucky," Illiya concluded in a calm tone.

Eoryun stood up, patting the dust and grass off his clothes. "Alright, alright, it’s about time for us to be teleported out of the ruins. Just thinking about my uncle’s resentful expression later makes me want to laugh."

Darius agreed. "He is definitely a man of true emotions."

Illiya chuckled along, though the laughter didn’t quite reach his eyes.

When no one was paying attention, he secretly took a small, inconspicuous fragment from the black box that had held the scroll.

The moment he touched the fragment, the Book of Elves in his spiritual sea flipped to a certain page, displaying an illustration.

And that illustration... was identical to the painting they had just seen—it was the image of the Third Sage.

A familiar dizziness came over them, but this time, it was different from when they had entered.

When they first stepped into the ruins, it was just a slight dizziness.

However, when they left, it was far from just mild discomfort.

Overwhelmed by the intense vertigo, everyone instinctively closed their eyes, their brows tightly furrowed.

After exiting the ruins and standing on the grassy outskirts, they still hadn’t fully recovered.

Illiya, Drow, and Darius were relatively fine, managing to stand on their own, but Eoryun was not as fortunate.

The moment he landed, he swayed unsteadily, looking as if he were drunk.

Barely managing to steady himself, he immediately rushed to the side, dry heaving.

He coughed uncontrollably, his eyes reddening, and even tears welled up.

Bearnard had been crouching in a corner, waiting for them to come out from the ruins.

In his mind, he had rehearsed countless ways to confront them.

However, the moment he saw his nephew looking so miserable, his emotions instantly balanced out.

Although he felt a hint of schadenfreude, the suffering person was still his nephew, after all.

Watching Eoryun cough as if his lungs were about to be expelled, Bearnard couldn’t help but feel a bit sympathetic.

He walked over and patted Eoryun’s shoulder, trying to offer some comfort.

"Hey, nephew, what happened to you in there? You look like you’ve caught some terrible illness."

By this time, Illiya had also recovered.

He wasn’t a fool—he quickly connected their current miserable state to what had happened inside the ruins.

Instantly, he was left speechless.

"This is all because the owner of the ruins is a bit stingy."

The completely clueless City Lord: ??????

Eoryun who is still struggling to shake off his dizziness, hoarsely protested, "All we did was take everything inside! Is this level of pettiness really necessary? He was the one who said it himself—he never set any limits on how much we could take!"

After finishing his complaint, he once again shut his eyes, trying to regain his composure.

The city lord still hadn’t fully grasped the situation, but based on their words, he managed to extract the key point.

Oh, so they emptied out the ruins, and the ruins’ owner threw a fit, messing with them on their way out.

Completely looting someone’s painstakingly built ruins... Well, if it were him, he might have done the same thing.

After all, as a city lord, life was tough.

Shoving aside his stray thoughts, Bearnard glanced around and noticed that everyone looked absolutely terrible—listless, completely drained of energy.

He found this unacceptable.

Suddenly, he recalled a message his subordinates had sent him earlier.

Bearnard clapped his hands forcefully, trying to get their attention.

But contrary to his expectations of an immediate response, only the blond elf lifted his head to glance at him before closing his eyes again, continuing to recuperate.

Bearnard felt a little awkward, but that didn’t deter him from speaking. "So, here’s the thing. While you guys were still in the ruins, my men sent me some news."

He deliberately paused for a moment, but unfortunately, no one reacted.

Even the elf, who embodied politeness, didn’t respond.

Bearnard: "You guys are being really rude!"

After his loud "reprimand," he continued, "The information is about why the dark elf Drow was captured."

That finally got their attention.

Even Eoryun, who had just wished he could drop dead on the spot, shifted his gaze toward Bearnard.

One particular stare was especially intense, as if it could burn through him. freēwēbnovel.com

Bearnard didn’t need to think hard to know who it was.

Of course, it was none other than the dark elf Drow, who had been socially humiliated multiple times.

Even if it meant getting beaten up and stuffed into a sack later, Bearnard was determined to get this matter cleared up today.

"You guys would never guess how it happened. Drow being sold at an auction was purely an accident. Do you remember what item they used to replace him in the auction after he was rescued?"

Illiya had a good memory. After a brief recollection, he answered, "Elemental crystals."

Bearnard nodded. "Exactly. Elemental crystals. That’s where the problem started."

"According to the criminal’s confession, he had originally set out to find some rare medicinal herbs. Instead, he stumbled upon a scene where a dark elf was fighting a ferocious spirit beast. Although the dark elf managed to drive the beast away, he collapsed from exhaustion afterward. When he passed out, he dropped what he was holding—an elemental crystal. The guy only wanted the crystal and had intended to heal the dark elf as well. But at that moment, some absolute idiot in his family egged him on to sell the dark elf instead, spouting all kinds of inhumane nonsense. And being a complete fool, he actually went through with it."