Chapter 107 The Queen’s Invitation
“Queen’s Majesty sent me,” Seralis said softly, her pupils shimmering as she raised her face.
“Your queen, Sylvia?” Verafia said. It wasn’t hard to guess, after all, according to Seralis, it was the elven Holy Queen who rescued her, and it was that Elven Queen’s spirit bird, the Phoenix, that carried her from Sky City to the Holy Spring town.
She thought again of her time in the elven royal court in Sky City. When Seralis already knew that the girl was “Verafia,” she slightly raised her head, her golden moon-like gorgeous pupils widening in surprise, asking:
“Don’t tell me, it’s not because of your Holy Spring, or the Dark Elves, but because of this young lady?”
Verafia looked at the Wood Elf. Since the latter did not deny it, she asked again, “If it really is me, then is it because of my former identity… or is it also because of the Goddess of Life?”
As she spoke, Verafia recalled the envoy sent by the Elven Queen when she first arrived at Holy Spring town. At that time, the Wood Elf youth argued with the Prime Minister’s envoy, also saying that Elven Queen Sylvia wanted to see her.
However, at the suggestion of the Great Elder of the Wood Elves, such an invitation was delayed slightly, followed by the invasion of the Dark Elves… Verafia heard that he did not return to Sky City and might have perished in this invasion.
Her pupils under her eyelashes pondered for a moment, she raised them slightly, and Seralis said:
“Her Majesty the Queen does wish to see you. However, Verafia’s former identity was only told to me by Lord Mud, she shouldn’t know that.”
Seralis’ obvious meaning was the latter… It made sense, she was once Lothel, and her former acquaintances cared about her, while others were merely curious at most.
At least for this new Elven Queen, even if she was still the “Hero” Lothel of the past, it would just add one more legendary combat power, which was not enough to save her country.
“Does she also think this young lady is the choice of the Goddess of Life?”
Verafia gently extended her slender, pure white, tender little hand, raising her gold eyes: “However, Beltan has tried, and I have not inherited the will of the Goddess of Life, let alone her authority and laws. Seralis, you should know.”
Although, because she absorbed the divine power of the Goddess of Life in the Holy Spring, Verafia had also mastered part of the laws of life.
However, Seralis was a legendary powerhouse, and her laws also originated from life and nature. Verafia did not believe that Seralis would not see that Beltan’s plan to create a new Goddess of Life with her as a vessel had not been completed at all.
“I told Her Majesty the Queen,” Seralis said. “However, I received the Queen’s envoy yesterday. She still wants me to invite Veer to see her.”
No wonder she met Seralis in Little Fei’s room. So, she had been waiting here for this young lady long ago.
“Hmm, since you’ve used ‘invite,’ and it’s you, Seralis, speaking personally… This young lady can’t possibly refuse, right?”
Verafia slightly grabbed the falling gold threads with her jade hand and said, raising her head.
At least, Seralis had driven back the Dark Elves not long before. Otherwise, even if the High Priest’s goal was to abduct Irene, there was still a possibility of snatching her away. Verafia didn’t think the other party would let her go easily… not to mention, she had just incurred a favor from Seralis because of Ophi.
Of course, for Verafia herself, she was also very interested in Sylvia, the Elven Queen. Even if Seralis didn’t say it, she intended to go to Sky City “Enrol.”
“But, can we go after Little Fei wakes up?”
Verafia raised her head. She looked at the ethereal image of the young girl within the ice. She stuck out her tongue slightly, “I can’t leave her here alone… it shouldn’t take too much time for this lass to wake up.”
Seralis thought for a moment and agreed.
According to her, the Dark Elf attack had subsided, and there would be no threat of war around the Sacred Tree in the short term. Moreover, the Elven Queen did not urge her to return… Seralis herself also needed to remain in Holy Spring town to await the repair of the Sacred Tree.
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After a brief chat, Seralis got up to leave. Verafia could see that helping Ophi accommodate the Origin of Ice had consumed a lot of her energy, and after talking with her for so long, she could already vaguely see fatigue.
Verafia also did not intend to stay here any longer to disturb Ophi, who was still in a daze. She gently closed the room door and, pulling Ig’s wrist, walked out of her room.
“Well, now, let’s go find Ain. Seralis said she went to see Beltan.”
As Verafia walked, her pure white ankle boots made clear sounds on the wooden floor, accompanied by the girl’s bright and lively voice.
It had to be said that Ig, who was still a dragon girl at this moment, holding her wrist and touching her smooth skin and delicate, slender bones like a young girl, gave Verafia a completely different feeling, causing her to swell with emotion.
Various indescribable scenes flashed through her golden moon-like gorgeous pupils. Her eyelashes blinked, Verafia lightly curled her lips, and then turned her head to look at her.
However, Ig did not seem to notice her gaze. Her face was lowered, and between her brows, which were not much inferior to Verafia’s, was a slight frown, as if she was contemplating something.
“Hmm, what is Ig thinking about?”
Stopping her steps, Verafia looked at Ig and waved her fair little hand in front of her. After Ig raised her face, Verafia asked curiously.
“Ah, I was thinking about Veer.”
Ig did not hide anything and nodded. “I remember, Veer told me that Beltan intended to use you as a vessel to create their new god.”
“Yes. What’s the problem with that?”
Verafia lightly raised her chin, her gold eyes suddenly lit up with novelty, and she let out a silvery laugh: “Don’t tell me, Ig, you think I am now the Goddess of Life, but I’m pretending to be Verafia in front of you… Hmm, how about it, you fellow, take a look and see if I resemble Veer?”
After saying that, Verafia slightly lifted the hem of her skirt with her little hand and twirled in front of Ig.
Seeing the girl’s cute gesture and her triumphant uplifted little face, Ig couldn’t help but smile slightly and gently shook her head.
“Of course not… Veer played a trick on me with this prank.”
Her voice paused slightly, and Ig looked at her: “It’s just that, earlier, Veer told Seralis that you did not inherit the authority and laws of the Goddess of Life.”
