I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 811

In ancient legends, the Goddess of Life planted the seeds of the sacred tree on the earth, which brought forth the sweet sacred spring, origin, and life, and thus the Emerald Forest was born among the trees.
In the era of the Sky City of the World Tree in the Golden Age, the sacred tree that represented life, and the Moon Well of the Sacred Spirit Mountain Range, in the eyes of the elves, were symbols of the Goddess… In Fatter’s eyes, the Goddess of Life was hidden within the sacred tree.
As for now, not only has the World Tree withered, but for the elf kingdom, which has lost more than half of its territory and the faith of the Silver Moon after the Tide of Dark Moons, the meaning represented by the current sacred tree of life is beyond doubt.
The dark moonlight sprinkled, and in the silent night sky, one could faintly hear the sound of wheels turning, and the light sound of flapping wind hitting the armor. The elf knights guarding around had their spiritual power flowing, ready for any danger.
The voice of the Sacred Tree Knight, Lorinta, echoed. Igert wanted to speak, but when he raised his gaze and saw the earnest eyes of the elf maiden, he couldn’t help but hesitate.
“Hmm, I always feel like the elves’ current situation is quite bad…”
A delicate and soft voice came softly. Verafia slightly propped up her golden eyes, her little hand supporting her cheek, and whispered between her lips and teeth.
The last time Verafia visited the elf kingdom was over a hundred years ago.
Although the elves at that time had long lost the glory of the Golden Age, they were still an ancient and beautiful kingdom, attracting countless merchants and adventurers with their knowledge and wealth.
Verafia, who had only recently hatched, knew about the current elf world mostly from Igert and her observations of people along the way, but she could completely feel the plight of this ancient race.
Shaking her head, Verafia raised her eyes and said, “However, Lorinta wants me to go to the sacred tree because of your Goddess of Life, Silusilis?”
This was not difficult to guess at all. After all, Silusilis was the goddess of the elves, and Verafia did not forget the surprised and hesitant expression on Lorinta’s face when she first saw her.
“Yes. Just as you thought,”
Lorinta said softly, “Your Highness Silusilis is our deity. Throughout thousands of years of history, the Goddess has not only brought life to the forest but also guided us and blessed us.”
She gently raised her face, “Unlike religions among humans, the existence of the Goddess Silusilis is supreme in the hearts of all elves.”
Verafia nodded.
She had visited the elf kingdom before. Although she had not had the chance to meet the Goddess of Life, she had participated in the Goddess of Life’s ceremony with Raflunos, Ain’s sister.
It was said that when the Demon King invaded, it was precisely by the will of this Goddess that the elf kingdom opened its borders and joined the war that swept across the entire continent.
“But, I will not hide it from you. Miss Verafia, do you know about the Tide of Black Moons that happened thirty years ago?”
“That disaster almost caused the entire elf kingdom to fall apart. If it weren’t for the appearance of Queen Sylvia, the sacred tree of life would probably have been submerged in that tide… And what disappeared in the Tide of Black Moons was not just a silver moon, but also the Goddess Silusilis has never appeared again.”
Lorinta’s voice came, her slender fingers twisting in her armor. In her beautiful voice, there was a hint of sadness.
As a Saint Rank, she had a lifespan of decades, but in terms of elf years, she was just a very young maiden.
Verafia’s eyelashes blinked gently.
This was not difficult to guess… For decades, the Goddess of Life had disappeared, not only making new elves like Ain feel a sense of unfamiliarity with her power, but in Fatter’s words, her appearance was also greatly rejoiced.
“So, Lorinta thinks that the Goddess of Life reappeared because of me? That’s why she invited me?”
Verafia slightly raised her face and said to the elf maiden.
“Please forgive me,”
Lorinta lowered her face, “but that truly is the first time the Goddess has reappeared in the eyes of the world after so many years.”
Verafia did not answer immediately. She exchanged a glance with Igert, who sat beside her, then tilted her head to think, and finally raised her golden eyes.
“But I am not an elf… It is not necessarily related to your Goddess Highness. If you place your hopes on me, you might be disappointed.”
“Miss Verafia, we know what you said. But, no matter the reason, the appearance of the Goddess must have had something to do with you.”
As if worried that the girl would refuse, Lorinta eagerly raised her face, “Moreover, although you are not an elf… you are a phoenix. When you hatched from the phoenix egg, I also felt an extraordinary divine power of life.”
Igert, on the other hand, raised his eyes. He remembered the last time Lorinta said similar words to him. At that time, the Sacred Tree Knight had witnessed Verafia’s hatching and invited them to the Sacred Tree.
At that time, Igert was still worried that this elf knight from the Sacred Domain would covet the divine spark that had condensed into the girl, but now it seemed that perhaps Lorinta had already thought of the Goddess of Life from Verafia.
Seeing the girl slightly lower her small face, Lorinta said, “Although I know that perhaps I should not force you. The Goddess Highness reappeared because of you, and perhaps, soon, the envoys from Sky City and the Queen will also find you…”
“But, Miss Verafia, please believe us, we are just begging you to help us.”
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After a long time, Lorinta got up and said goodbye to the two of them.
A soft knocking sound echoed in the carriage. Verafia slightly stretched out her small hand, then leaned her small body against Igert beside her.
“The elves’ current situation is really not good at all. They have reached the point where they can only beg for deities and place their hopes on me, an outsider.”
Held by Igert, sitting in his warm embrace, Verafia swung her small feet wrapped in milky white stockings, her eyelashes slightly covering her golden eyes like a contented cat, and grumbled softly.
“Perhaps, the Goddess of Life, for the elves now, is one of their few choices. They would certainly not miss even Veer.”
Igert smiled. He used his finger as a comb and gently smoothed the girl’s delicate golden hair, “However, Veer still couldn’t refuse Miss Lorinta.”
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There’s only a little bit left…