Chapter 226: Familiar Bad Taste "I will send you to the elves...
The fragrance of flowers permeates the air in the warm sunshine, birds sing, and the shadows of trees are mottled.
Two elves with extraordinary demeanor walked side by side, but neither of them took the initiative to speak first.
Ariana looked ahead. Sonata was quietly leading her into the depths of the forest where there were no elves or fairies. She did not expose Sonata.
The elf with long silver-gray hair finally stopped.
"Elder Ariana, I have something to ask you."
The pink-haired elf looked over, and the breeze blowing through the leaves also touched their cheeks.
The noble elf glanced at her but avoided her gaze, turned his face away slightly, and seemed to be about to say something but stopped himself. He stretched out one hand to his hair, then realized what he was doing and slowly let it go.
"I……"
The silver-gray-haired elf blushed slightly and stopped talking uncomfortably.
"I……"
"I……"
Ariana's eyes were calm, waiting patiently for the question she wanted to ask.
The silver-gray-haired elf clenched her fists, finally making up her mind. She looked Ariana straight in the eye and asked, "Am I doing something wrong?"
The crisp sound was unusually loud in the forest at this moment.
Sonata was stunned, the blush on her face became even more intense, and she turned her head away quickly, feeling uncomfortable about being asked and expressing her troubles.
She has always been let by others at home, and even now that she insists on becoming a knight, the elves will basically not go against her wishes.
At least, not in front of her.
"I..." Her voice became much quieter.
"I don't understand, that human..."
"I gave in and didn't let her fight me. I just let her take my blow. She took my blow and gave in to me. Why are they all unhappy?"
Why? Why, even though she worked so hard, wielding her sword non-stop every day, training non-stop, and finally becoming a knight, her colleagues still talked about her behind her back?
Today, in front of humans, it was a similar scene to before. Both humans and fairies must be unhappy and must be secretly hating her behind her back.
Is she that bad?
"Isn't that right?" she asked softly.
Pink eyes took in her reaction, seemingly seeing through the question she really wanted to ask.
Ariana turned to face her, "This is my fault."
"I know." Sonata interrupted her, not letting her continue to apologize. "You are not worried about who should test a human with unknown abilities. We grew up together, how could I not know?"
She looked straight into the somewhat stunned pink pupils and said seriously, "What I want to ask is, if, if we put aside the temptation, did I... do something wrong?"
Arianna's face regained its composure, and she nodded: "Yeah, it's really wrong."
Sonata's light eyelashes trembled as she blinked.
She stubbornly didn't lower her head: "I don't know."
Ariana watched her for a moment, missing her completely.
"Let's go, I'll treat you to some Jinghu Yuelan Cake."
The sun gradually climbed up the sky, passed through the gaps in the leaves, and fell into the house with a comfortable temperature, casting a faint shadow.
Lunala blinked, a puzzled look on her face. Is this what humans call exploitation?
Just explaining to her the White Realm, the Red Snow, and some things that everyone knows about the Western Continent.
"What is the Holy Council?" Vifiya asked about every point she thought was important, like a studious student.
Lunala spoke in great detail about the White Realm and the Red Snow, including why the elves came to the fairy land.
Just as she had guessed, she could not escape from the red snow area during the period of red snow falling, otherwise the red snow would expand its range. She might be able to survive by running out of the red snow, but it was only a possibility.
Weifeiya suddenly felt a choking amusement. She actually sensed the malicious intent behind Hongxue. Was it to protect her own survival, or to face the monsters of the White Realm alone, without implicating others...
She suddenly thought of something.
Vifia suppressed all her smiles. She felt a sense of déjà vu, a feeling she had experienced once before in Yoko Village.
Doubt flashed in her eyes, but she suppressed it for the time being.
After all, you'll know.
She glanced at Lunala. She had tested the fairy before, but the fairy didn't hear her conversation with Ariana, which saved her some effort.
But now she was more curious about the Holy Congregation.
"It's the Simpalai Holy Order." The little fairy corrected with her hands on her hips.
"I don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky." She muttered.
Lunala flapped her wings and flew around the makeshift wooden house built by the elves for a few circles before slowly landing in front of Vifia. "The Simparai Sacred Assembly is held to express gratitude to the Goddess Lehomi and Buma Lingdare. It lasts for a month, and all alien races in the Western Continent can participate. It's held every hundred years in the Simparai ruins, and this year marks the third time."
Vifiya's eyes flickered.
Lunala's eyes were filled with worry. "The Simparai Sacred Gathering used to be fun, but this year is different."
Her brows drooped. "Because of the red snow this year, it's said that the kings of all the major races will be there. I guess there will be fewer things to see and do."
"But if Hongxue's matter can be resolved before the Simparai Holy Meeting, maybe it can be the same as the previous Simparai Holy Meeting." The little fairy became excited again.
Without waiting for Vifiya to react, the goblin said seriously, "Although I don't know exactly how you broke through the white boundary, don't worry. Until we are truly sure, the goblins and elves will help you keep the secret."
Vifiya stared at Lunala in front of her, who was unaware of anything. She looked as if everyone was thinking about her, and her red eyes gradually became deeper.
As expected, the fairy lady had a childish mind and did not realize that the fairies and elves were going to use her.
However, the decision Lunala mentioned should have been made before Ariana came to see her. She just hoped that Ariana could do what she promised her.
On the other hand, Miss Fairy watched Lunala chattering on and on about the fairy clan.
She knew that most of what she said were things known to the alien races in the Western Continent, but based on her recent observations, some of the things she occasionally said showed that alien races, like humans, also had corresponding level divisions. In other words, some things were not something that an ordinary little goblin would know. For example, what she just said about the treatment of her by the goblins and elves. Could it be that she knew this because she was also a survivor from the White Realm with her?
"Can I go to the Simparai Congregation?" she asked.
Regarding Valega and God standing by humanity, Mrs. Selulaan’s original words were: “That is not destruction, that is new hope. We didn’t understand this until the disaster struck.”
There is a great possibility that the Holy Society of Simpalai is related to what Madam Selulan said.
She also didn't intend to ask Miss Fairy for the full story. No matter what the reason was, it was not appropriate now.
She glanced calmly towards the inner courtyard.
Vifia's question caused Lunala to fall silent for a moment. After a moment, she looked up, a little embarrassed: "I don't know either. Wait for me to ask."
After saying that, she asked in a low voice, curiously: "Is this what it means to take advantage of others?"
The experience was new and novel, and Lunala had never been so openly shown the intention of taking advantage of her experience.
The fairy's eyes were clear and bright, and Vifiya couldn't help but laugh: "Ms. Lunala, taking advantage can sometimes lead to death."
The fairy was really simple-minded, and she couldn't help but tell her about the dark side of the world, and told her not to trust her too much.
Lunala looked seriously into Vifia's eyes and asked, "Will you let me die?"
The blonde girl didn't avoid her gaze, and her smile was so faint that Lunala couldn't see her eyes clearly. "I can't say for sure."
The fairy tilted her head in confusion, then suddenly smiled: "I believe you."
Because you can't. Just for a moment, your emotions told you that you can't.
Lunala didn't know why the kind-hearted human girl said the opposite, but it didn't matter, she heard her true words.
The sun climbed up to the roof, and before leaving, the fairy extended an invitation to her new friend, inviting the human girl to attend the fairy clan's farewell ceremony in two days.
Of course, she had obtained the consent of the Zatalan elders and the Prophet Vesperis.
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Torches were neatly arranged on the rough walls, but the warm orange light could not dispel the lingering smell of blood in the arena.
Osa concealed the vigilance in her eyes, placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, and followed the tiger in front of her.
Three days of observation were enough for her to discover some things, such as that she was now in the territory of the orcs, and the place under her feet was the largest arena in the entire Western Continent, and the fight she was forced to enter was a fight to punish criminals.
The shouts from the arena gradually faded away, and the bloodiness was gradually driven away by a clear smell.
The tiger had a long, thin scar running across its back, and it moved slowly, more like it was on a tour than leading Osa.
Its ears moved, keeping an eye on whether the human behind it was catching up. Maybe it should be called an elf?
The tiger was unsure, and he did not want to trouble his head; the only order he had received was to lead the way for her.
They passed through a series of heavily guarded roads. When the guards smelled a strange scent, their beastly eyes were full of alertness. The beasts were ready to attack, but when they saw the tiger leading the way, they quickly returned to normal and withdrew.
Osha's hand never left the hilt of the sword. Her whole body was calm, not disturbed by the guards' attacking tendencies.
The tiger stopped in front of an iron gate. The guard at the gate glanced at Osa and remained silent.
"Please hand the sword over to the guard for safekeeping." Tiger spoke in a deep male voice.
Osa lowered her eyes and looked at the tiger, she was motionless.
Silent rejection.
Tiger didn't look away, and his words carried a subtle warning: "Please hand your sword over to the guards for safekeeping."
Even Osa's eyes didn't change.
"Kzos, there's no need to take her weapon." A woman's lazy voice came from the room.
The tiger withdrew its gaze, moved out of the way, and the guard opened the door immediately.
“Pah.”
Behind him was the sound of a door closing gently.
A very ordinary-looking woman stood up from the desk. She glanced at Osa, sat down on the leather chair beside her, and gestured for Osa to sit opposite her.
As Osa sat down, her hand finally loosened from the hilt of the sword and dropped it to her side.
"Hello, I'm Morgana, the owner of the arena." The woman spoke first, lowering her eyes calmly. The girl in front of her had never lowered her vigilance since she came in. The hand that put down the hilt of the sword was actually in a posture ready to draw the sword at any time.
She asked, "Miss, can you tell me your name first?"
Osa was silent for a moment: "Osa Dodu."
"Okay, Miss Duodu." Morgana leaned back. "I don't like to beat around the bush. I'll be frank. You are not on the list of criminals."
Osa looked at her, quietly waiting for her next words.
Morgana's brown eyes looked straight into the pale blue sky opposite her. "I don't care where you're from or what you want to do here. I only have one question."
"Your mother is Saloha from the elf clan, right?"
Strange words entered Osha's ears, and she thought to herself that her mother would tell her about the Western Continent and the elves, but would never talk about her own identity.
They won't force Mom to mention anything she doesn't want to mention.
Osa's expression was calm, and she didn't show any significant fluctuation when she was told that she had an elf mother.
She said, "I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."
Seeing her genuine expression, Morgana frowned and couldn't help asking, "Didn't your mother tell you that blue eyes are a legacy bestowed upon your lineage by Buma Lingdalie?"
Osa had never heard her mother talk about the special meaning of eye color, but that didn't stop her from staying calm.
If what the arena owner said was true, then there was a reason why she could tell that she had elven blood.
"Is that all you want to say?" But she didn't care what Morgana said, she believed in her mother and respected her mother.
Morgana's eyes were filled with confusion, but she was soon relieved. Who would know what Saloha, who could see fate, was thinking?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. If she was not mistaken, the inexplicably missing Saloha not only crossed the giant screen into the East Continent, but also gave birth to a hybrid of elves and humans in the East Continent.
She suddenly laughed out loud. She was really worthy of being Saloha. It really seemed like something she could do.
"I will send you to the elves."
As soon as the words fell, Osa's hand instantly grasped the hilt of the sword, and a hint of coldness emanated from the bottom of her eyes.
Her mother is an elf, so it is normal for her to go to the elves' territory, but if it was another race that took the initiative, Osha would have to suspect their intentions.
Especially since my mother said that the relationship between the elves and the orcs is not very good.
Morgana waved her hand. "First, you're certainly strong, but I won't necessarily lose on my turf. You don't want to end up with neither side losing, right?"
"Secondly," she said, sitting up straight with a serious expression, "the relationship between us orcs and elves isn't very harmonious, but we won't joke about the Buma Lindale incident."
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