At that moment, a pure energy emitted a green light.
As if infused with this power, drawn in,
The sacred spring of the moon rises slowly.
The blue lake water drifted towards the sky, creating a shimmering silver stream that flowed through the forest and soared into the heavens.
Vinya watched this scene, shocked yet filled with immense curiosity.
"This is……"
What is he trying to do?
Upon seeing this, Cocotte's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have a guess in his mind.
Victor, hands in his pockets, said calmly:
"You can go back now."
"What is about to happen will change the fixed mindset of your elven race that has lasted for thousands of years."
...
Leon sat on a huge patch of charred tree roots.
She stayed there to look after the elves.
If they ever try to do anything extreme, Leon can take out the weapon that Lia gave her to intimidate these poor elves.
Incidentally, she also had to take care of Victor's strange one-eyed raven.
She placed one hand on her lap, combing the feathers of the crow that had collapsed onto her thigh.
Vega lay slumped on Leon's lap, motionless, only her small body rising and falling slowly with her breath.
Leon looked up at the sky.
The natural disasters caused by that behemoth that could only be called a 'calamity' have ceased.
Yet that natural energy continues to flow continuously to this continent.
The elves were filled with mixed emotions, some joyful and some sorrowful.
They are still immersed in the return of natural energy.
Among those present, only one elf stood apart from the rest.
That was Leon.
She had absolutely no feeling about whether the sacred tree was alive or dead.
Even after the divine tree died, she didn't receive any of the natural energy that erupted from it.
She cannot create natural energy, nor can she absorb it.
She could only sit there quietly, watching the remaining elves express a variety of emotions, both joyful and sorrowful.
My heart is as calm as still water, like the sacred spring of the moon.
It seems that the hatred they once harbored for the elves has been let go.
She finally understood.
These elves have no independent thought; they simply and fanatically worship the sacred tree.
Under the influence of the sacred tree, they would naturally reject her, this "outcast" without a surname.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Aside from sharing elven characteristics with them, Leon never even considered herself a true elf.
But she has an even more important identity.
She was Lia's subordinate and a retainer of the Clavner family.
Now, her last name is Clevina.
At that moment, the crow on her lap rolled over.
"That's absolutely insane."
"This is the first time I've ever experienced feeling completely drained."
Leon suddenly froze, lowered her head, as if she had seen something incredibly shocking.
Emerald's pupils trembled as it stared intently at the crow on its lap.
The crow spoke?
The crow slowly rose from her lap, preened its feathers, raised its head, and stared at Leon with its single eye.
"Little girl, you seem very curious?"
Vega suddenly revealed a wicked smile and chuckled:
"A spirit that cannot draw upon the energy of nature."
"I've been interested in you for a long time."
Leon stood there stunned, but her eyes were extremely serious.
"What...are you?"
Do you want to know the reason for your condition?
The raven's seductive cawing gradually filled Leon's ears.
Leon sat on the tree root and, upon hearing its words, even her breathing became a little more rapid.
"Do you know why I..."
"Shhh."
Vega looked at Leon with a smile and said casually:
"If you want to know more, we can talk about it later."
"Now, let's watch a good show."
As if to confirm the raven's words, a silvery-white holy spring, accompanied by green energy, swirled down from the sky.
It cut through the quiet yet restless air, drawing an extremely mysterious arc in the sky.
It seemed to transform into a gently swirling dragon, gradually drifting down.
The elves were stunned and bewildered as they stared at the silvery-white spring that appeared out of nowhere.
"Is that the Sacred Spring of the Moon!?"
"How could this be? How could the Sacred Spring of the Moon appear here out of thin air?"
The holy spring flowed over their heads and gradually fell onto the burned ground, irrigating the deep soil.
Soon, a new green shoot broke through the soil, stretching its fragile yet vibrant body.
Under the astonished gazes of countless elves, the new shoots grew rapidly.
Countless thick vines suddenly rose from the ground, completely submerging that touch of tender green and sending it high into the clouds.
The moment the green buds were lifted up, they transformed into a tall tree canopy.
It extends out sturdy wooden branches, which slowly merge with the vines beneath it.
The elves were completely bewildered:
"The divine tree has come back to life!?"
Leon was also stunned and stood there.
However, the reason why the other elves were shocked was different.
The moment the giant tree grew, a black magic circle, invisible to the naked eye, was constructed from the ground, rose up, and attached itself to the divine tree.
Leon noticed all of this.
It was as if... it was intentionally made her notice.
She lowered her head, looking at the black crows.
Similarly, a glint of darkness flashed in the crow's single eye.
That eerie voice rang in her ears again:
Did you see that?
Hehehehehehe—
An extremely sinister laugh echoed in her ears.
At that moment, a sharp pupil flashed through Leon's mind.
It was as if he had completely peered into his own soul.
Only one voice remained, gradually echoing deep within her heart.
"Keep it a secret for me."
"This story is due for a completely new ending."
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