Chapter 625 Before Blasphemy
When Rand arrived at Vanilla's tent.
I saw an old elf being dragged out, and soon I heard screams.
It seems that he was executed for offending Vanilla. Vanilla has now become ruthless and cruel.
Then, enter the tent.
Rand could hear an elf saying, "No, no, Elder XX is a close minister to him."
And Vanilla, who was sitting on the main seat, was sitting upright, listening to the persuasion impatiently.
This tent was built temporarily, but its furnishings were already somewhat complicated, something only a patient race like the elves could have.
On the exquisite wooden chair sits Vanilla, who has a cold expression, noble manners, and the demeanor of a queen.
Vanilla didn't take these advice seriously or care about it.
She waved her hands to indicate that she understood the reason, but she just wanted to do it her own way.
Vanilla's meaning was very simple. In order to integrate combat power and fight a decisive battle with the Royal Court faction, she had to adopt relatively gentle measures before, but now, the situation is completely different.
There are many elves eyeing the fruits of victory. Vanilla suggests that these old guys should be more obedient, otherwise all their previous efforts may be in vain.
Noticing Rand's arrival, Vanilla's eyes lit up and she coughed twice: "Ahem, I have something important to discuss. You guys can leave first."
"But……"
"No buts." Vanilla snorted coldly.
The elders and generals who were trying to persuade him said nothing more and left the tent.
After the annoying flies left, Vanilla changed from its tired and indifferent appearance back to its normal state.
Vanilla stood up from her seat and saluted to Rand and Lysa: "Your Majesty, Lady Lysa."
Afterwards, Vanilla did not sit back in her seat which was somewhat like a throne, but stood next to Rand and Lysa.
Vanilla did not want to offend Rand's authority in the slightest, because Rand's authority was what Vanilla wanted to maintain as a subject.
"So there are elves trying to persuade you to do something?" Rand already understood what had happened.
"Yes, their desire for power has made them lose sight of themselves."
"When are you going to ascend the throne and become the queen?" Rand asked, "If you have any difficulties, just tell me directly. The Sanctuary will certainly help you."
"There aren't any difficulties. My support rate among the elves is very high. There's no problem with resources either. It's just... Your Majesty, I'm worried that I won't be a good queen and will let everyone down and let you down." Vanilla said with some sadness.
To be honest, this expression looks a bit inconsistent on Vanilla's cute face with a little baby fat.
At this time, Lisa was also looking at Vanilla.
Only Rand and Lysa came to the tent. After returning here after dealing with the Son of God, Elsa slipped away.
She still hasn't digested the fact that the perversion she has always known is the god she once revered and worshipped.
Such confusion was really hard for her to understand.
But for Rand, who is not an indigenous person, this kind of thing is just a "shock" rather than a collapse of his worldview.
Lysa thought the Elven Forest would be boring forever, but since the elves had a leader like Vanilla, Lysa felt that the elves were not such a failure. Maybe they were successful. "Just do it. If you don't do well, I'll deduct your performance, but I'll cover for you. Don't worry." Rand said in the tone of a big boss.
Hearing that Rand would help her out, Vanilla felt a lot more relieved.
Vanilla even wanted to go a little further.
Vanilla opened her pure eyes wide and tried to make herself look a little pitiful.
She came up behind Rand with some skipping steps, clenched her fists, and tapped Rand's shoulders lightly.
"Can you send some officials to the Elf Forest to help? The administrative model of my group of elven officials is too old-fashioned and inefficient. I really can't stand it."
Vanilla now has a bit of the attitude of a cunning jester.
"It's no use trying to please me. It's up to you to change. I can only send a few agents to do the work. If there are a lot of humans here now, it may intensify the conflict between humans and elves, so don't expect it." Rand said with a smile.
Vanilla's face fell a little.
The job of Queen is not easy. It was difficult during the initial stages of development, and it is also difficult now when we are about to taste the fruits of victory.
The interests and future of the elves depend on the Elf Queen.
Vanilla is aware of this difficulty, so she needs help from the employees of the Sanctuary. Compared to the old elves who are accustomed to the political model of the old era, the staff of the Sanctuary are much more hardworking and intelligent.
It seems that His Majesty Rand does not intend to assign many people to her.
Vanilla did not stop massaging Rand's back, but her brows were furrowed as she thought about her future work.
After a while, Vanilla's eyes lit up quickly: "Then what about the future? My future policy will definitely be to try to get closer to the outside world, that is, humans. When trade, academic exchanges and even tourism develop, the elves' acceptance of humans will inevitably increase. At that time, can we have more people to help?"
"That depends on the situation." Rand was somewhat helpless. "Increasing acceptance of humans and increasing acceptance of humans participating in internal politics are two different things."
Vanilla's ears, which had originally stood up, drooped again.
It is indeed difficult.
Vanilla touched his chin. It seemed that the first priority was to send people to the human world for further study, especially those elves who were qualified to inherit power. These elves needed to be trained first.
Just as Rand's church school trains human aristocrats, those human aristocrats will naturally have a similar way of thinking as Rand.
And when this way of thinking brings them benefits and gives them an advantage in power struggles and other aspects of life, they will naturally be assimilated.
Vanilla does not necessarily require human staff to intervene in the politics of the Elf Forest, but Vanilla believes that if the Elf Forest cannot truly let go of its prejudices with the Moon Kingdom, then it may really taste the bitter fruit of losing the protection of the World Tree.
And if you are willing to obey the will of His Majesty Rand, and even acknowledge that the Moon Kingdom and the Elf Forest are one, then His Majesty Rand's protection will inevitably be more powerful than the World Tree.
Vanilla thought for a while and didn't ask for more. After trying to press Rand's shoulders, Rand prepared to leave.
"I also have things to do, so I won't bother you too much here. However, I will probably stay in the Elf Forest for a while. If you have anything important, you can try to contact me. Bye." Rand stretched his neck. To be honest, Vanilla's skills were okay, but it was a pity that it was difficult for him to feel physically tired, so he couldn't enjoy the real effect of the shoulder massage.
Wait until Rand and Lysa walked out of Vanilla's tent for a while.
Lysa blinked her golden eyes.
"Is it finally time for our break?" Lysa's voice reached Rand's ears.
"Indeed, it's time to take a break. It's been very busy recently. Fortunately, the result is not bad." Rand chuckled.
Lysa tapped the floor with her emerald green boots as she half-followed Rand.
The white hair flutters gently, like willow branches covered with snow swaying in the winter breeze.
The Elf Forest is undoubtedly nature's favorite place.
In fact, it is around the Golden World Tree which is the core area.
As the golden leaves cast their light, the spring water in front of the World Tree gurgled out like the essence of moonlight.
Time and space will become dreamy.
It is as if eternal time has condensed here, eternal.
Now the World Tree is gone and the land is in ruins, but as long as you stay some distance away from the core battle zone, you can still enjoy the dreamy elf-style scenery.
It's summer now.
The tall leaves of the trees block out the hot sunlight.
The mottled shadows that shine through the leaves will sway on the ground like ripples on the water.
Above the soil are leaves, yellow, emerald green, orange, indigo, leaves of countless colors turn into beautiful clothes for the earth.
Rand led Lysa through the woods and came to a small cabin.
"I've asked around before. There's a wooden house here that was once used by forest rangers. Of course, it's abandoned now. You can use it to rest."
Lysa followed Rand to this wooden house which looked abandoned but not unsuitable for living.
Lisa flicked her fingers lightly, and some of the unstable structures of the wooden house were reinforced with green branches. Beds, tables and chairs made of soft branches appeared in the house without furniture.
"What a convenient ability." Rand rubbed his chin.
"You can also try it. The blessing I give you also contains this kind of power, but it may take you some time to master it." Lisa said with a smile.
"No hurry." Rand found a bed made of green vines and lay down.
The wooden house is located under a towering tree. Under the protection of the tree's shade and the shelter of the house, the air inside the house is relatively cool with good circulation.
Lisa also found a bed to lie on.
"How did you stay in this world? It is impossible for a god to come to this world." Rand was curious about how Lysa could go against common sense and stay in the mortal world.
"Because I'm smart." Lisa chuckled. "Anyway, I'm keeping an eye on it. It's really complicated to explain in detail. I'll need to wait until you have a better understanding of power. Anyway, it's hard for other gods to do what I do. Of course, times have changed now, so we still need to be vigilant."
"I don't have any problem." Rand closed his eyes slightly.
Now I can finally take some time off.
Ever since learning that something might happen to the Golden World Tree, Rand has been working overtime for a long time. Although his body can hardly feel tired, he still needs rest to relieve the mental fatigue.
And in fact, Rand's body and soul do need to be adjusted. After all, the power to change the world tree is emitted through Rand's body.
Lysa had no intention of disturbing Rand's rest.
After going through so many things, even though she is a god, she actually needs to rest for some time.
Lysa came over to lie down next to Rand.
Rand half opened his eyes and glanced at Lysa.
Under the sunlight, Lisa's white hair appears to be moon-white. Her long moon-white hair makes Lisa look like a goddess in a fantasy storybook.
Rand put his arm around Lysa's shoulders and closed his eyes again.
Lysa closed her eyes in satisfaction.
Just as Lysa knew that Rand did need rest, Rand knew that Lysa probably needed rest too.
Forcibly change the life structure of the World Tree, purify the evil forces, and use the impact generated when the evil is purified to destroy those evil creations while protecting the elves from being hurt.
Ryza actually did a lot of things in the world where the world tree was destroyed.
Obviously, since Lisa was able to come into this world, it must be impossible for her to retain all the power of gods, so rest is very necessary.
And Rand just happened to need a rest, so the two of them could rest together.
It's summer now, so the weather won't be too cold after the sun sets in the evening.
Rand didn't expect that he would sleep like this for nearly a week.
Rand didn't expect that he would rest for such a long time.
Fortunately, the matter of the World Tree has come to an end, so it won’t have any impact if I take a longer break.
At this time, Lisa also became agile from her quiet state.
"I used to lie like this when I had to endure boredom," Lisa explained. "Now I don't have to be bored anymore."
Lysa's eyes scanned Rand's body.
After confirming that Rand was no longer in any condition.
She raised the jar in her hand and said, "So it's time for fun now?"
Rand's eyelids twitched.
Although he had always had various doubts about Lysa's identity, at least in the past, Rand had still been able to take action against Lysa.
But now…
Rand had heard about the Elf Goddess's past deeds, and when he heard about her great achievements, he couldn't help but admire her.
A great god from ancient times, knowledgeable and powerful.
But this great, learned, powerful god is Lysa.
She is indeed very good-looking, but if she really does the things she did in the past, wouldn't that be blasphemy against God?
Well, it seems more exciting.
Lisa smiled slyly.
She certainly knew what impact her identity would have on Rand.
That would make things interesting wouldn't it?
The noble gods were pinned down and bullied by ordinary mortals.
Isn't this kind of drama much more interesting than the ordinary plot of nobles bullying commoner girls?
Anyway, Lysa was very interested in it.
And Rand had already grasped Lysa's arm.
Rand grabbed Lysa's wrist and pulled her closer.
At this moment, Lisa's expression changed very flexibly, becoming cold as ice, and becoming noble and inviolable.
"Bold mortal, what do you want to do!"
(End of this chapter)
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