Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

“I don’t understand. Maybe because I hadn’t lived with my parents for the past eighteen years, some invisible changes happened.” I hid under the blanket. “That’s the only explanation I can think of. I can’t possibly not be my parents’ child, right? You can’t lie about blood relations.”

Dorothy patted me through the sleeping bag to comfort me. “Don’t worry. When everything is over, we’ll discuss this. The werewolf grandmasters have all kinds of specialties. Someone must have a way.”

The next morning.

It was just five o’clock when the members at the witch clan ruins woke up. The team members cleaned up the mess from last night in an orderly manner.

Dorothy and I continued our exploration. This time, we were careful. We moved luggage, cabinets, beds, and other mobile items away from their original positions, hoping to find some hidden rooms or secret passages.

However, we still found nothing. Other than dust and some small pieces of toys, there was nothing.

“Does Mullwica live in the sky? This is the last house on this street, and we still haven’t found any clues.”

I was a little discouraged after working for nothing the entire morning.

Dorothy was also confused.

“Mullwica’s home must be here. Dreams don’t lie,” she mumbled.

At this moment, a commotion came from outside. Aldrich and the others had arrived.

I excitedly went out to welcome him, “Hey! You guys are finally here.”

Aldrich hugged me tightly. “I’m sorry I’m late. I had some urgent missions to deal with.”

I didn’t ask what the mission was. It was better to follow the confidentiality regulations in public.

The addition of more warriors made our exploration more efficient. By the time the sun set, we had completed the fourth comb of the witch clan’s ruins.

Without a doubt, we still found nothing.

With the experience of almost being wiped out yesterday, the werewolf grandmasters thought about it again and again and decided to give up on the ritual.

I volunteered. “I can be responsible for absorbing the Quicksand Fog. You saw it last night. It does not affect me. Without the Quicksand Fog, there would be no human shadows, and the ritual would be safe.”

“The Quicksand Fog and the human shadows are just one of the influencing factors,” Master Hayley explained. “The real problem is the remaining interference spells. It’s very well hidden and has deceived us, and we can’t think of a reverse spell to crack it in a short time.”

Well, it seemed that the witches 300 years ago paid much attention to protecting their privacy. The interference spells were so powerful that they faithfully performed their duties even 300 years later. Perhaps those shadows appeared under the influence of the interference spell. The witches who had experienced the ‘hunt’ knew how to fight back the intruders who tried to spy on them.

We were at a stalemate.

We gained a lot from this trip. Just the large amount of historical documents and books, as well as spells, runes, and arrays, could be considered priceless treasures. However, the fundamental mission that facilitated this trip had not yet been completed. There were no traces of the devil’s seal or Mullwica. This was not good news for Dorothy, who had a little more than two months left.

“Maybe we should take the initiative to attack,” I muttered.

Everyone looked at me.

“If the mountains don’t come to me, then I’ll go to the mountains.” The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was a good idea. “If fixed clues can’t help, why don’t we go to the moving clues? For example, the legendary pine forest. I don’t think that such a powerful demon could only create a pine forest to bewitch people. That would be too inefficient.

“With the speed of the pine forest’s movement, it’s hard to find a single person in this place covered with mountains and plains for a hundred years. So, there must be other pine forests in the Rocky Mountains, and they shouldn’t be too far away from the ruins of the witch clan. After all, in the legends, isn’t the demon sealed near the witch clan?”

Everyone’s jaws dropped at my whimsical idea.

“No offense,” Dorothy said dryly. “But are you sure we’re going to look for clues and not serve the devil food?”

“I promise it’ll be safe. After all, demonic shards are quite delicious. I’ve always wanted that fragrant taste.” I nodded proudly. “This is what I think. When we find the core of a pine forest, I will pretend to try to devour it and then deliberately reveal some flaws to let it go. It’s an instinct for the shards to return to the main body. Perhaps we can use this method to find the location of the devil’s seal. Mullwica is guarding the devil’s seal. Once we find the seal, we’ll be able to find her!”

Everyone was silent.

“This is a good idea, but what if the pine forest decides to fight us to death?” Aldrich asked after a while.

“Then, I’ll completely devour it.” I shouldn’t be arrogant, but I couldn’t help showing off my ability. “What can the food do in the stomach?”

In short, this slightly immature and arrogant idea was unanimously agreed upon after everyone’s discussion.