Chapter 657 Conjecture

When we got home, the proprietress and the others had all returned and were sitting around the coffee table, eating snacks and chatting with Fenghuang and the others.

Remi was floating in the sky happily, while Analita was like a child, eating snacks and chasing Remi, laughing happily from time to time.

Taylor was drinking by himself, like a lonely drinker.

I stepped forward, picked up a cup, poured myself a glass, took a sip, and praised: "Hey, not bad, they are all good wine!"

Taylor lowered his eyelids, glanced at me, and said, "Are you bragging? You bought the wine, and you don't know whether it's good or bad?"

I rubbed my hands and said hehe, "Look what you said, isn't this just to enhance the atmosphere~"

Taylor fell silent and continued drinking.

"What's wrong, old man? I see something wrong with your expression. Is there something bothering you?"

Taylor sighed and said, "What's bothering me is not because of that little girl Analita's old injury."

"What's wrong?" I scratched my head and said with a confused look on my face: "Didn't you say you could heal her old injuries?"

"There's no problem with healing, it's just..." Taylor fell silent and winked at me.

I understood, carried the wine box, and followed him upstairs. Cagalli's voice came from behind me: "Don't get drunk."

I responded and quickly followed.

I came to the well-soundproofed room, closed the door, poured wine for both Taylor and myself, and asked, "What's going on? Tell me."

Taylor sighed and said, "While treating old injuries, I made a discovery."

"What did you find?" I leaned over and asked nervously.

"Her old injuries contain traces of magic that have not completely dissipated," Taylor said.

"Are there traces of magic?" I thought for a moment and said, "In other words, her brain injury was caused by magic?"

Taylor nodded.

"It's nothing," I said. "The deeper you go into the dungeon, the more monsters you know how to use magic. Naturally, it's not uncommon to be harmed by magic."

"It would be nice if it was as simple as you think," Taylor said: "These magical injuries are not the kind of simple magic that dungeon monsters can release, but contain a power that I am familiar with."

"A power you are familiar with?" I asked in confusion: "What does that mean?"

"It's hard to explain in a sentence or two, but I can tell you responsibly," Taylor said seriously: "The person who caused Analita's severe head injury was not a monster, but a human being."

"Eh?" I said with a surprised look on my face: "According to you, someone wants to murder Analita?"

"Judging from the extent of the damage, yes."

"Who could that be?" I guessed: "Could it be a conspirator from another race who wants to cause civil strife among the elves?"

"It was not done by other races." Taylor frowned and said, "This kind of damage was caused by the elves."

"Eh?" At this time, I was really shocked. "What do you mean? Are you saying that Analita's trauma was caused by the elves?"

Taylor's face was as dark as water and he said: "Yes."

"Is it possible that the Elf Queen did it?"

My mind suddenly recalled the Queen's care and love for Analita in Analita's eyes. Could this be considered a kind of atonement, to make up for the mistakes I had made before?

Taylor pondered for a while and said: "I don't know about this either. Maybe only by healing Analita's old wounds and helping her regain her lost memories can we get the truest answer."

Thinking of this, Taylor asked me: "Anasta, how did she behave when you mentioned Analita?"

I thought about it for a while and said, "The Queen seemed very conflicted, but after making several decisions in a row, she still agreed to keep Analita here."

Taylor nodded and said to himself: "That's good, that's good."

I picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "Old man, are you right or wrong in saying that we treated Analita without permission?"

Taylor shook his head: "I can't say this, but since it has been done, it must be done well. As for whether the result is right or wrong, we can only see the future impact."

"Well, that makes sense," I said, "I hope the result is good."

The next day, we went to the dungeon to spawn monsters as usual, leaving only Taylor to heal Analita.

However, in order to prevent accidents from happening, I asked Remi to send a request to the tree house to make the room as strong as possible to prevent outsiders from breaking in casually.

Remi can communicate with all the plants and animals in Moonlight City. I have already got the answer from the leader of the elf clan, Remi's grandmother. It seems that all the elf clan have this talent, but only the elf royal family can assign plants and animals. Do something we never expected.

For example, the doors and windows of the room were completely reinforced, even to the point where even Loki's fire blunderbuss could not damage them.

With such strong protection, coupled with Taylor's own strength, even if a group of people with evil intentions launched an attack together, it would be in vain.

We went to the dungeon with peace of mind, and everyone worked together to defeat the monsters for a long time. In the second half of the day, Phoenix and the others continued to chat with the female elves, while our male compatriots dedicated themselves to them with miserable expressions on their faces.

Fortunately, the time to spawn monsters in the afternoon was not long. After Phoenix and the others said goodbye to the female elves, we went straight to the Elf Palace to watch me being brutally tortured by Emily.

Although it is said to be violent, it is not necessarily true. My strength is also growing by constantly fighting monsters. Although I still have not upgraded, I feel that it is getting closer.

Maybe after a period of experience, I will be able to withstand Emily's crazy hacking and stabbing.

When I got home, Taylor was watching Analita playing there. I asked Taylor: "Old man, have you eaten?"

Taylor shook his head: "We settled the breakfast outside. I didn't eat lunch. Now I'm waiting for dinner."

Phoenix and the others were washing themselves and getting ready to cook. I asked Taylor, "How long has the second princess been playing like this?"

"It started around three o'clock," Taylor thought for a while and said, "After all, he is a child, so it is normal to play more."

"Hey, please, don't really treat her like a child. She is only like this because of a head injury. Her physical development level and so on are all adult standards."

"But in my eyes, she is still as lively and cute as a child." Taylor showed a doting look that only grandparents can have.

That's right, Taylor is of the same generation as the Elf Queen's grandmother. Even Analita's parents are still like children in Taylor's eyes.