chapter 184 The Young Girl’s Mood
“The divine spark of the Silver Moon Goddess?”
Verafia’s gaze flickered slightly. She couldn’t help but touch her palm. Although the Moonlight divine spark was contained within the space opened by the divine power of life, not in her hand, Verafia still seemed to feel the cool, crystal-like touch of that ray of moonlight.
After the Moonlight Divine Realm withered, Verafia plucked the divine spark of moonlight from the returning dim sky. Although most of its laws and divine power were absorbed by the World Tree, almost depleted, it still represented the supreme divine position of moonlight, which was comparable to life.
Verafia looked at Irene, who had lifted her face. The elf maiden’s pupils did not show any craving for the divine spark. Instead, after some hesitation, there was a look of determination.
She suddenly understood the maiden’s wishes. Her slender eyelashes twitched slightly, and she instinctively shook her head and refused, “No.”
Upon hearing Verafia’s words, Shiel, standing beside her, frowned slightly.
“Why?”
A hint of urgency appeared on Azeria’s face. “Vera… Goddess Princess, please believe me, I am not coveting Eluxia’s authority, nor do I want to use this to resist you. I just want to—”
Verafia naturally understood her meaning. Including Shiel, these two elves were actually thinking of the same thing.
The Dark Elves originated from the split of the Black Moon Tide. Currently, the Goddess of Life could not purify the eternal erosion brought by the Abyss. The differentiation of the Dark Elves was irreversible. Shiel naturally thought of creating a new Dark Moon Goddess to reduce the resistance of the Dark Elves and to achieve the most peaceful unification of the elf race.
Since Eluxia granted half of the moonlight, and Azeria, who was once of equal status to the Dark Moon Goddess, was naturally the only choice. Shiel also knew that Irene had killed Sylvia, but she hesitated because of the relationship between the Silver Moon Elves and Verafia.
However, just as Verafia could not purify the corrupted Dark Elves, Eluxia’s divine spark was also eroded by the Abyss, and even integrated into her deep sea by Eluxia.
If Irene were to truly integrate this divine spark, she might reach the level of her sister Sylphise, but for herself, it would be equivalent to giving up everything she possessed, erasing her current self, and becoming a Dark Elf she resisted.
“No. The divine spark of Goddess Eluxia has its own uses, Miss Verafia. Of course, I can’t give it to you, Irene.”
Since she had refused Azeria from the beginning, Verafia did not feel the need to hesitate. She shook her head and firmly refused.
“But…”
Azeria was anxious. Just as she raised her cheek, she saw Verafia shaking her head, her bright golden eyes looking at her, and said seriously:
“I don’t want Irene to do something she doesn’t want to do because of me. Besides, Irene is just accompanying me back to my hometown. If Irene really becomes the Dark Moon Goddess, I won’t be able to explain it to Shiel.”
The Silver Moon Elf became silent again. She scratched her palm slightly, and the color in her silver eyes dimmed. She forced a smile and said, “I see. Thank you, Miss Verafia, for thinking of me. Then… please allow me to leave first.”
After speaking, Irene turned and walked out of the World Tree with a touch of loneliness.
Laphronos looked up at Verafia and said, “Goddess Princess, let me accompany little Azeria.”
Watching the backs of the two elf maidens leave, Verafia messed up her hair with her small hands. She felt an indescribable blockage in her heart… as if she had done something wrong.
Igret also put away his smile and walked up to her, gently holding the girl’s tender hand.
“Why are you here, you guy…”
Verafia’s cheeks puffed up slightly. She glared at Igret with some dissatisfaction, but she didn’t break free from his palm. Instead, she leaned her delicate body against him. She tilted her head slightly and saw that Shiel was still standing beside her. The slight frown on her brows had eased, and she shook her head with disappointment.
Seeing the wood elf’s expression, Verafia quickly looked up and said, “Shiel, Queen Sylvia, I am very sorry. But this really cannot be blamed on Irene…”
“I know what Veer said.”
Shiel smiled slightly, interrupting the girl’s words. “Sylvia was already resigned to sacrifice herself. It’s just that she didn’t get to truly see Goddess Siruseus, which put Veer at risk. The one who truly killed Sylvia was because of me. Of course, I shouldn’t blame an innocent person who was manipulated.”
Verafia looked at her. Although Shiel’s voice was calm and gentle, and she smiled softly, it was not difficult to feel the sadness in her heart.
“But, about Veer’s words…”
Shiel couldn’t finish her sentence. She suddenly sighed, “Alright. Veer is our goddess, and Veer saved us. Since you have already made your decision, I should not disobey you. However, please allow me some time to stabilize the elf situation for you.”
After speaking, Shiel showed a slight smile, reached out and gently rubbed her little head, then stood up to say goodbye and left the World Tree.
Seeing Shiel also leave, Verafia felt even more lost. It was a happy occasion to return safely, yet she felt a sense of loneliness that made her heart feel uncomfortable.
She couldn’t help but tug on Igret’s hand and look up at him, “Igret, do you think I, this young lady, have done something wrong?”
She actually understood everything. Shiel wanted to do this for her own good.
Moreover, making Irene the Dark Moon Goddess would not only benefit herself but also greatly split the Dark Elves internally. Coupled with her identity, it would be enough to resolve the hatred between the Elves and the Dark Elves… The only sacrifice would be Irene alone, and it wouldn’t even be considered a sacrifice. It was also Irene’s personal opinion that would make her a new goddess.
“Veer just doesn’t want others to get hurt.”
Igret held her small hand, gently smoothed the girl’s messy hair, and looked at her raised, gorgeous golden eyes. “You don’t want Miss Irene to do something she doesn’t want to do because of you.”
“Don’t want others to get hurt… Hmm, but perhaps this will cause more people to die, just because I ‘don’t want to’. Is this also selfish?”
Verafia said. She suddenly thought that if Lancaster, or any monarch from ancient times, were in her position, even those famous for their benevolence and wisdom, this would not be something to hesitate about at all.
This was for the sake of the vast majority, for the sake of the world. It was just asking Irene to make a sacrifice, and who would refuse?
Not to mention that Irene herself was willing, even if she was unwilling, there would be enough people to coerce and entice her, to reason with her… Shiel was willing to play such a role for her.
However, Verafia always felt that she couldn’t accept it. Compared to the past, she was now an indecisive and sentimental little girl.
The girl stomped her little feet, messed up the golden threads that Igret had just smoothed out, and sighed, “As expected, I knew that this young lady now cannot be a qualified goddess.”
“That’s why Veer is the Goddess Princess, not a secular monarch. Of course, Veer could have withdrawn, but she couldn’t let go of these elves in her heart, so she blames herself.”
Igret smiled, took her hand, “However, this is the Veer I like too.”
“Wuwu, you hateful Igret…”
Verafia stomped on the boy’s foot, then suddenly grabbed his hand and leaned against him, “No matter what, this young lady is the goddess of the elves. Igret, you have to help me.”
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I’m getting confused writing this myself.
