Chapter 76 Irene
Thinking of that possibility, Verafia was extremely shocked, but she only gently clenched her fingers, showing no sign of it on the outside. Like always, she was novel and lively, still occasionally grabbing Ig with her little hands and acting spoiled in a youthful voice.
Returning to their residence, Ig had just sat down when suddenly, Verafia appeared before him, her small body pouncing into his embrace.
“What’s wrong, Veer?”
Ig caught the girl’s small, light body and looked at her with some surprise. Mmm, in Ig’s impression, after becoming a child again, although this little girl was very clingy to him, she would always do it secretly, and would even show a very shy and angry expression when pointed out.
To be so directly pounced into his embrace, at least in Ig’s memory, this young lady, even after becoming a little girl, remained proud and stubborn, and it seemed like she had never done this before.
“Woo, Ig…”
In her soft and tender voice, the girl’s shyness was contained in strands. Verafia’s pure white delicate face had strands of blush on it. Her golden eyes were moist and lingering, and her two little hands grabbed his arm and kept shaking it: “I want to eat honey cake from Miss Romina’s house.”
Ig thought for a moment. He remembered that this was a cake shop that Ena had taken Verafia to a few days ago. Ig had also tasted a few slices, and the cake made by Miss Romina indeed tasted good.
But why didn’t this little girl say it when they were still on the street, and instead wanted to eat cake right after returning?
Ig looked at the small girl who was shaking his arm non-stop with some suspicion.
“Woo, whatever, Veer just wants some… Ig, can you buy some for Veer?”
Her golden big eyes gazed at him affectionately, and the girl’s delicate sweet voice kept coming. Ig found that although he quite liked teasing this little girl, he had no resistance to her acting spoiled.
Therefore, Ig could only shake his head and smile, pick the girl up and put her on the bed, pat her little head, and then get up to go out to buy cake for her.
“Wait, Ig!”
Verafia’s voice rang out, her feet in small socks landing on the wooden floor with a “pata” sound. She held End, which was almost as tall as herself, with both hands and lifted it with all her might, handing it to Ig. “You forgot to bring your sword.”
“It’s just going out to buy cake, there’s no need to bring a sword. How about letting Rufina accompany Veer?”
Ig originally wanted to say this, but seeing the girl’s expectant, sparkling big eyes, and her look of wanting praise, he had no choice but to refuse. He gently stroked her hair, teased the girl, and then turned to leave.
As the young man’s figure disappeared, she sat back on the pure white large bed. Verafia’s little hands gently touched her constantly rising, tender chest. She let out a sigh, and the sweet, youthful face that had been deliberately acting spoiled and cute slowly faded.
“Finally got this guy out of the way.”
Grabbing a strand of soft golden hair, Verafia softly murmured. She sat on the soft bed, her gaze shifted, and through the glass, she saw Ig’s figure walking out of the Great Hall.
The act of acting spoiled and cute just now was naturally to get rid of Ig. Of course, Rufina, who was Ig’s eyes, could not be left behind, and she had forcibly stuffed her into the young man’s hands.
Verafia recalled the possibilities she had thought of at the time.
“Beltanen, he only needs one Life Goddess, and it doesn’t even have to be Shiloseris.”
Verafia’s golden eyes fixed on him, and her lips softly murmured, “No wonder, this young lady was a bit confused before, why wasn’t he worried that I couldn’t awaken the Goddess… If this is the case, did he want me to be the vessel for the Life Goddess?”
The emerald green gemstone of the “Life Primal Stone” was taken out and held in her hand. This was the condensation of the Life Goddess’s spiritual fragments, containing fragments of Shiloseris’s laws.
As Ig said, after refining it, she could easily bear the Life Goddess’s laws and spirit. According to Beltanen, this would allow her to touch the Goddess’s spirit through the law of life… But conversely, why couldn’t it be that she was enough to bear the Life Goddess’s spirit and laws?
Verafia’s golden eyes flickered.
She remembered Beltanen’s peculiar gaze on her at the very beginning.
“I was still worried that he recognized me, my former identity as Lothzell. Now that I think about it, that old guy might have seen me as a vessel that could carry the Life Goddess’s power from the very beginning?”
She spoke in a childish voice, and Verafia’s fair fingertips clasped together.
However, even though she guessed this, she couldn’t get away at all. If this were true, why would Beltanen let her escape so easily?
As a legendary powerhouse, Beltanen treated them with courtesy now, but if they fell out, she and Ig combined would not be a match for such a super expert over two thousand years old.
Therefore, Verafia deliberately kept Ig away.
Otherwise, if Ig knew that she might be Beltanen’s target, with that guy’s feelings for her, how could he possibly remain calm?
Verafia’s delicate eyebrows lightly furrowed on her small face. She suddenly let out a sigh and shook her head.
“These are all just my own speculations. There are still many unproven problems and points of suspicion that are purely guesswork…”
Verafia softly voiced her thoughts. She suddenly jumped down from the bed, slightly lifted her skirt, her young lotus-like feet slipped into her small leather shoes, and she pushed open the door and walked out.
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The Great Hall of the Life Holy Tree was where the Wood Elves entertained distinguished guests. Built into the trunk of the Holy Tree, the hall was decorated with gold and silver carvings, spacious and bright, exuding an atmosphere of elegance and luxury.
Standing in front of the door, the girl’s golden eyes scanned her surroundings.
There were not many elven guards, let alone Beltanen’s informants.
“I wonder if it’s out of guilt on the part of the Great Elder, or if he is completely confident that this young lady cannot escape his control?”
Verafia shook her head and gave a self-deprecating laugh, collected her thoughts, lifted her skirt, and began to run down the corridor.
Ofilis’s room was on their side.
Verafia paused in front of the door and lightly shook her head with her raised golden eyes. This idiot Ice Dragon, so naturally slow-witted, what could she possibly know?
Therefore, Verafia’s target was naturally not her.
Her slender, delicate legs stepped out with the sound of small leather shoes on the floor. She walked to another door, raised her head, then extended her finger and knocked forcefully.
The door was pushed open, and what appeared before Verafia’s eyes was a Silver Moon Elf with soft silver hair.
“Is that Miss Verafia?”
Irene saw the golden-haired little girl standing at the door. her silver pupils rose, and she did not see the black-haired young man beside the girl: “However, only Miss Verafia? Isn’t Mr. Ig by your side?”
“It’s just this young lady alone!”
Verafia followed the Silver Moon Elf into her room, her gorgeous golden eyes raised. “By the way, Irene, can I ask you some questions?”
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Writing so slowly, I kind of want to give up…
