It turned out they were wrong about the humans. They had been travelling for over a month now since her Father has woken up from his injuries and had yet to encounter them again.

The group had managed to escape the elves attention too, she was not sure if it was assisted by Magic but they had barely encountered anything since their last meeting with the humans.

They only saw a few weaker magical beasts that ended up serving as their food during all the travelling.

Contrary to the stereotype elves are plant-eaters, they actually eat a varied diet of the forest they live in, her teeth were much sharper than when she was human, it tore through tough meat with ease and she was able to enjoy magical beast meat plenty.

Elves were very good hunters, but had a strong love of nature, believing in looking after the forest and its denizens, which is why they only hunted an appropriate amount for the tribe to survive on and were careful to harvest plants, herbs ensuring to maintain its roots so that it will regrow once again.

It was why Ava found it strange that such a race had the Royal Clan as its leaders, the tribe she lived in all strived on working together as a community, yet the Royal Clan presented themselves as self-serving narcissists, or at least Kais and that cold elf did.

She had no idea what to believe in anymore, after all she was only an insignificant child in the grand scheme of things, she had potential but that counts for nothing if it isn’t turned into strength, she would need to grow to a level where her abilities command respect to get any answers about this whole thing.

It is the main reason why she hoped Arwen was right about the Academy being the right place for her, she was desperate to work on her growth so she would never once be put into a position of such powerlessness again.

Eventually they had reached a point where Arwen gestured them to stop so he could inform them they were getting close to the borders of the barrier between the elven and human lands.

They had moved much quicker than when she had been travelling with Kais, Arwen in his bear form was able to carry them with ease and moved at a pace they were unable to match.

Even her Father at Tier 5 wasn’t able to match his pace, Arwen obviously couldn’t go at his max capacity with her on his back, since her body would be unable to handle it, so if her Father was to sprint he would likely be able to move at a similar speed, yet Arwen had endless endurance in this form he could keep moving at this pace for hours.

Cense informed her Druids are a rare and powerful class, they held the strengths of the intelligent and beast races combined, however they were also limited like a Magical beast by the potency of the bloodline of the creature they held.

A Fiend Bear is Arwen’s magical beast form and is a strong magical beast known for being durable and powerful for its Tier. It is a much stronger magical beast than the Giant Horned Boar even if both were at a similar Tier a Fiend Bear would trounce it one-sidedly.

It would even be considered above the Forest Wyrm she saw previously but would be viewed as weaker compared to stronger dragon-type beasts such as Wyverns.

The Wyverns the human tamed were on the weaker side, however if they shared a similar level of cultivation Arwen had it would be difficult to say who would win, especially in an environment where the Wyvern could abuse its flight.

Now that they had finally reached the destination Arwen wanted them to, they were at the edge of the elven territory, in full view she saw the large mountainous region that served as a natural border separating the lands. They were fairly high up a hillside by now and she could see the lands in it’s full glory.

The landscape was beautiful. It felt picturesque, the land was so magnificent she could see why the humans were so upset they lost lands holding such natural allure.

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Everyone else in the group apart from her has saw this before so have been able to hold back their gasps, however she couldn’t wipe the look of wonder on her face.

Her Father smiled at her reaction as he said, “I can’t hold back looking at it with amazement every time too, I’m glad you can see your Father wasn’t bluffing about it now too!”

Ava nodded as she smiled at her Fathers words, she could recall him telling her stories of how beautiful the lands were and how he needed to leave to protect the humans from their home.

It was just a big shame her Mother couldn’t see this, she spent all her life in the small tribe grounds believing she owed everything to the Royal Clan, yet in the end they threw away her life like nothing because she was deemed useless to them.

Maybe they were the fools to believe the Royal Clan would let a non-cultivator into their walls behind the Capital.

Either way it was time to leave here, she promised she would not return until she had the strength to walk back here unhindered, where she can demand an explanation from the Royal Clan starting with Kais head.

Her Father stared at his daughters chuckle and grin with a big smile, believing his cute innocent daughter had cheered up finally seeing the fantasy-like lands he talked to her about in stories, he was completely oblivious that the biggest grin on her face was from her murderous thoughts about beheading a certain elf.

Arwen decided it was time to speak, “Now usually this method does not work; you see the Royal Clan had built in a powerful formation that used the mountains as a natural-formation, it all focused into Fort Casden as its figure point. It prevented cultivators entering through flight, the barrier it formed was able to keep out any expert cultivators who attempted to break through among the four continents for years, keeping this place protected since it also stopped the use of teleportation talismans. Powerful tools created by space mages, they are expensive and rare, that would teleport you a certain distance through space ignoring all physical barriers between you and that location, the Royal Clan somehow disrupted space with the power of this formation inside these lands, making them unusable here, until now that is.”

“You’re insinuating the humans has taken down this formation? And I’m guessing you may have one of these talismans.” Her Father asked in a questioning tone to Arwen’s delight.

“Yes! The Royal Clan needed to have a centre point that connected the mountains to power this formation, despite critiquing them those elves behind the work of this formation are incredible. Their work on formations are leagues above the humans outside, and even at the Rarmose Academy, an academy at the top among the four continents I doubt you’d find a formation master there that can compare to them, yet the formation remaining unbreakable all laid on Fort Casden never being taken by an enemy. The Royal Clan never believed it would be taken, yet the humans somehow did it, taking down the formation, making it redundant.” Arwen explained to her Fathers amazement.

‘Ha unbreakable! The cultivators here are just too weak, a sufficient amount of strength can tear down any formation. However formations, especially natural ones like this, when giving a formation master sufficient time to prepare can allow them to stop cultivators leagues above them in strength. This formation is delicate work, it seems the Royal Clan has some very capable formation masters, it seems they were caught underestimating the humans, paying the price, however if they have the means to set something like this here, then I imagine the foundations of their dwellings to be beyond the means of those humans to break though.’ Cense said making Ava realise the arrogance of that cold elf from the Royal Clan when talking about the humans may not be unfounded after all.

Althaea on the other hand seemed to grow bored at Arwen’s winded explanations as she said, “Just hurry up and use the talisman old man, your deep need to go into a whole speech for these things is keeping me from finally being able to relax in comfort after trudging through this forest for weeks on end!”

Althaea seemed to turning a stir crazy from those endless nights sleeping on the forest floor, Ava felt the mage was not use to so much exercise despite mostly being sat on Arwens back.

Althaea seemed to detest exercise more than those students who would do anything to avoid PE lessons back in school, and that was despite being blessed with a much stronger physique than the average person just from being a Mage who constantly absorbs Elemental Qi into her body.

Arwen seemed to ignore Althaea as he continued on his rant, “And now I present you a Teleportation Talisman. You know there was a long story how I got my hands on this and it goes…”

Arwen stopped when he saw the dangerous gleam in Althaea’s eyes as he was about to go in on his story decided to say, “Well… it’s simple how you use them to teleport a group of a suitable size, is to maintain contact like this, then just crush it like so and…”

Ava felt the world before her disappearing, as her vision was briefly clouded by blackness before she found herself appearing in a completely different environment.

Ava already knew where she was without having to think further, they had finally arrived in human lands.