I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 833

chapter 73 Protection and Dependence
“You’re asking about this?”
Looking at the girl’s golden moon-like eyes, Leisa didn’t know how to answer.
She was just a probationary novice nun of Gold Rank, so of course, she couldn’t get a definite answer.
“Well, in everyone’s opinion, since the Goddess herself appeared because of you, it’s impossible that there’s no reason. Perhaps the Goddess has chosen you… that’s why the Grand Elder believes you might be able to awaken the Goddess.”
Leisa spoke after thinking for a long time. Verafia nodded, but her golden eyes under her eyelashes didn’t change. She wasn’t surprised by this answer, or rather, she had guessed that the young girl would say this.
Seeing the girl’s expression, Leisa thought she was disappointed and quickly added:
“However, Miss Verafia has a very strong life aura on her! At first, everyone thought you were an envoy of the Goddess, and perhaps, Miss Verafia could become our Saintess!”
“Envoy, Saintess?”
Verafia raised her golden eyes in surprise. She didn’t remember the Saintess of the Elf race being held by an outsider. A slight smile formed at the corner of her tender lips. She knew that this little elf nun was trying to comfort her.
However, as for the life aura that Leisa mentioned, Verafia had absorbed much of it from the Spring of Life when she hatched. But in essence, it originated from the Creation Divine Spark and her flames.
Of course, such a distinction would be difficult for a young elf girl who was still at Gold Rank to differentiate.
I feel like there are some issues. Me, the Life Divine Power, and the Goddess of Life… For Grand Elder Beltenan…
The girl’s thoughts paused slightly. She seemed to sense a problem she had thought of before, but couldn’t quite grasp it.
Seeing the faint smile on the girl’s lips, Leisa couldn’t help but smile joyfully as well.
Shaking her head, Verafia felt there was no need to dwell on it. She pulled Igert, found a place to sit, and with her small body, raised her head. Her golden eyes shimmered with faint light as she looked at Leisa and smiled sweetly, humming a tune.
“By the way, Miss Leisa.”
Igert’s voice suddenly sounded. He propped his chin with both hands and looked at Leisa. Leisa raised her face: “Lord Beltenan is trying to awaken the Goddess. What do you think, Miss Leisa?”
Leisa’s beautiful face instantly showed disbelief. Leisa never expected Igert to ask such a question to someone who was merely a probationary nun.
“This, I don’t know… Even if Grandpa Elder and the others don’t say it, we all know that without the Goddess’s protection, our current situation is very dire. Not only the fallen ones, but even we ourselves are suspicious of each other and divided.”
At this moment, Leisa clasped her hands in front of her chest. She was not as cheerful and lively as before, and her voice was soft and delicate, clearly conveying a lot of the elf girl’s emotions. “Many people, including the Grand Elder, believe that only by awakening Sir Shiloselis can we be saved.”
Verafia slightly raised her golden eyes. The elf girl before her still looked like a naive and innocent young nun. Leisa’s words were somewhat beyond Verafia’s expectations.
Just as she had thought before, the Elf Empire needed the Goddess’s return, not only to receive her protection but also to hope that her existence could suppress their internal divisions… In Verafia’s opinion, the latter was perhaps even more important than the former.
“But…”
A hesitant voice emerged, and Leisa raised her head. Hesitation flickered in her eyes: “Although I am only a maidservant of the Goddess… um, still a probationary one, I actually think we shouldn’t rely on the Goddess for everything.”
“Sir Shiloselis loves every living being; this is beyond doubt. However, in the ancient texts I’ve read, neither the Goddess nor Highness Eluxia interfered much in the empire’s national affairs… Both these Goddesses want us not to rely solely on them.”
The look in Leisa’s eyes gradually became firm. She gently clenched her fist and raised her face: “If we let the Goddess block disasters for us, or even get injured for us, then if the Goddess truly leaves, who will we have to rely on?”
Verafia’s golden eyes turned to surprise as she looked at Leisa.
As if emptying her accumulated thoughts in one go, Leisa took a slight breath, and a few blushes appeared on her fair face. She suddenly noticed that the golden-haired girl sitting beside her, with her big eyes slightly widened in surprise, was looking at her. She quickly said:
“Um, Miss Verafia, I forgot you were here. I said something presumptuous in front of you.”
Verafia shook her head. She remembered the prophecy of the Goddess of Life she had just seen.
The Goddess of Life did not expect the elves to rely on her for a long time, but whether it was compassion or other reasons, she had never completely let go. For tens of thousands of years, the Elf Empire had always been regarded as a “nation where deities reside” on the entire continent.
Compared to the God of Light, who occasionally bestowed holy spirits and revealed divine revelations, the Elven Goddesses had long protected their citizens.
Compared to human nations, the Elf Empire was prosperous and peaceful. The elves did not need to worry about livelihood, and had more time to delve into the mysteries of magic and indulge in art and literature. For thousands of years, even during the Golden Era and the wars against the Orcs, the flames of war had never entered the Emerald Forest.
Even during the wars that swept the world, the Elven nation, with the Goddess’s protection, had always been a peaceful sanctuary.
In fact, Verafia also knew that whether it was the hero who, according to legend, slew the “Tree Devouring Serpent,” or the Elf King who sacrificed himself to seal the “Tide of the Black Moon,” the elves were not lacking in courage. However, if they no longer had the Goddess’s guidance?
“Accustomed to the Goddess’s protection and guidance, the Elf Empire became increasingly weak.”
This was the evaluation left by the Pope of the Holy See when the demon legions swept the continent a hundred years ago and sought aid from the elves. For Verafia, it was only because she persuaded the two Elven Goddesses that the entire Elf Empire chose to join the war.
“Miss Leisa’s words are not wrong.”
Igert, standing beside her, smiled and answered the elf girl on behalf of Verafia.
Resting her chin on her hand, Verafia looked at the slightly flushed little face. Her golden eyes blinked.
Regarding Leisa’s words, if the one standing in front of her were a seasoned elder or a thoughtful scholar, Verafia would not be too surprised.
After all, in such a vast Elf Empire, there must be people who realized such problems… However, Leisa was just an ordinary little nun, and didn’t seem to have ventured far from this small town.
“Well, this shows that this little elf girl is not so ordinary, at least…”
Perhaps this little girl, Leisa, as a maidservant of the Goddess, was very close to the consciousness of the Goddess of Life?
Verafia nodded logically.
A serious expression suddenly appeared on the girl’s childish face, making Igert chuckle. He reached out and rubbed her head, “But Veer, you’re still a child.”
“Humph, you idiot Igert!”
Being teased for no reason made Verafia blush and jump up. However, she realized she was in the Church of the Goddess of Life and had to swallow her voice aggrievedly, stomping her little feet on him in a huff.