PFC Chapter 354: The Secret of the Royal Family
Chapter 354: The Secret of the Royal Family
Speaking of this, everyone finally focused their attention again. Lord Fustewin was gentle and wise, and had been silently guarding the Elf Forest for many years. No one did not like this hero.
"I don't know how much I can believe in Lord Zephirion's words, but you also know that Lord Fustwin has not appeared in the Elf Forest for a long time. This has never happened before." Worry flashed in Seran's eyes. "Lord Zephirion does have scars from the blessing of life..."
The blessing of life is a blessing that requires almost all of one's life force to be printed. It is usually only used by those who are about to die. If it is Master Fustwin...
"It must be those humans!" Aphra no longer hesitated. Thinking that the gentle White Dragon might be in trouble, she stood up with an angry face and said, "I will give you the list of people who have signed up for the investigation team as soon as possible."
"We haven't voted yet—" Seran looked at the angry Aphra and reminded carefully.
"Does anyone have any objections?" Aphra glared fiercely at the remaining ten chairs one by one. As expected, no one raised their hands when it came to Bailong. Even Mistto, who always liked to contradict her, sat still.
"Very good, good night everyone." Aphra was the first to jump off the tall stone chair and disappeared into the moonlight in a few steps.
"Anything else, Seran?" asked the elf named Mia.
"temporarily unavailable."
Seran pinched the tip of his nose with a headache and stood up with everyone else. A breeze blew by, and the ripples in the pool gently shattered the bright full moon in the pool, and the water in front of him was no longer calm.
"I really don't know what those humans and mermaids did. How could they create these void beasts again?" Mia complained softly as she accompanied Links.
"Don't worry, Links. According to records, Void Beasts are not good at swimming. How could they come from the sea? The witches and humans must have made a mistake." As the elder at the table, Links heard the voice and comforted the lady next to him. They passed by Mistto who was still staring at the pool in a trance.
The royal elf stood up after a long time and caught up with Seran in front.
"Have you visited the new distant relative?" Before he could speak, Seran asked first. The royal elven bloodline is rare, and it is rare to have new blood joining now. Many people are very excited about this, not to mention that he is most likely the descendant of the elven king.
"A pretty little fool." Mistto curled his lips in disbelief, "Humans raised him to be cowardly and stupid... How could he be the offspring of Elrohir and Zora?"
Mistto still refused to accept reality.
"He is still young and needs time to learn." Seran smiled and strolled in the night with his colleague. In the past, the Elf Forest was mostly peaceful and quiet, and everyone's pace of life was slow, so they did not need to meet often.
"Selan." Thinking of the troubles that the elves might encounter if they encountered mermaids, Mistto hesitated for a long time and decided to tell some of the royal secrets he once knew. "How much do you know about the sea god?"
"Just as it's written in the book." Seran's hand brushed over the blooming bougainvillea on the roadside, somewhat surprised by Mistto's question.
Mistto pursed his lips. The history books were not the whole story. The elves had also covered up secrets before, especially those related to mermaids...
"Do you think the things on the East Coast have something to do with him?" Seran turned his head and looked at his hesitant friend.
"...No." Mistto stopped and waited for the others to walk away before speaking softly.
"On the contrary, Seran, what happened on the east coast must have nothing to do with him. Because -"
"The God of the Sea should... have died a long time ago." Mistto said softly.
"What--"
"This is why the mermaids are at odds with us, Seran."
Mistto recalled the secret that the royal elves had once kept in their hearts. It was about the struggle between the gods and the reason for the breakdown of relations between the tribes.
"The Sea God is dead. The Mother Goddess killed him."
"--What nonsense are you talking about?!" Seran stepped back, trying to distance himself from Mistto who was approaching him, but he was suddenly grabbed by the arm.
"Think about it carefully, Seran! The many maxims left by the Mother Goddess all indicate that she does not like the existence of gods and faith. My ancestors once speculated that when she decided to leave, she was determined to eradicate the gods in this world."
Seran was stunned. Mistto was right. In history books, the Mother Goddess had indeed expressed similar words several times to inspire everyone, but -
"But, those are our allies in the holy war!" Seran's pupils trembled. The murals of Poseidon are still on the walls of various places in the Elf Forest. Now Mistto tells her that the Mother Goddess killed her former ally?
"So, the leaders and the high priest chose to keep this secret. I can understand that. We are just ordinary people. How can we understand the game between gods? Maybe the so-called comradeship is just the only way we can understand their way of getting along. Maybe for gods, there is no such emotion at all."
"No——" Seran shook his head almost subconsciously to deny his guess.
"God loves the world, but he does not need to love other gods." Mistto expressed his understanding.
"So... is this why the merpeople are against us? They accuse our god of killing their god?"
"I think so." The elves only live for 500 years, and the eyewitnesses who experienced it at the time have long since passed away. Mistto is only relying on the scattered information left by his predecessors to make his own guesses.
“Oh my god—” Seran sighed and covered her mouth. At the beginning, the three tribes continued to be hostile to each other and suspicious of each other until it became what it is now. She had always thought that the mermaids had abandoned the elves...
"Is the departure of the night elves related to this?" Seran thought of something.
Mistto's eyes wandered again, and Seran almost went crazy, staring at him fiercely -
"How much have you royal elves been hiding?!"
"What does it have to do with me? I've told you everything I know and guessed. I'm just worried that Aphra and the others might run into mermaids and get into trouble." Mistto felt a little aggrieved.
“But I really don’t know much about the night elves. I only know that they had a huge disagreement with the high priest at the time, so the entire tribe chose to leave together. That was many years after the Mother Goddess returned to the Holy Tree. It should have nothing to do with these things... right?
...You don't want to call them back, do you?" Mistto looked at Seran's expression suspiciously.
"If there is really danger outside." Seran did not deny it.
"Are you crazy? They betrayed—"
"I think we should no longer divide our ethnic groups based on different beliefs. Didn't you just mention the motto of the Mother Goddess?" Seran glanced at the male elf beside him.
Mistto was speechless.