Chapter 511 Support and Insults
In Andalia, almost ninety-nine percent of the elves overwhelmingly support Alicia.
"Alisa is a pure-blooded elf. Her noble royal blood is a symbol of glory for our elves!" An elderly elf waved his arms and said excitedly, "She also has an extremely rare bloodline regression phenomenon. What an honor! She is destined to be born different!"
"That's right!" a young elf nearby echoed, "Over the years, Alysia has made so many contributions to the Elf Forest! She has led us to establish a deeper connection with nature, making the forest more lush and our lives better. Who else is more suitable for the position of the Moon Saint than her?"
"That's right. Her wisdom, kindness, and adherence to our elven traditions are all impeccable." Another elf responded loudly, his eyes full of admiration and support for Alicia.
But when it came to Stacy, the elves looked confused and puzzled.
"Stasi? I've never heard of this name. Who is she?" an elf asked with a frown, looking puzzled.
"Yeah, I have no impression of her at all. How can she compete with Alicia for the position of Saint?" Another elf crossed his arms and said with disdain, "Alicia is a well-deserved candidate for the position of Saint in any way. What's the meaning of this Stacy suddenly appearing?"
"Humph, maybe he is just an ignorant fellow who thinks he can covet the position of Saint with a little trick." An elf curled his lips in contempt, "Don't you even look at your own status? How can you be compared with the noble Alicia?"
"Yes, the saint of our elves must be of pure blood, virtuous and talented like Alicia. How can we let an elf of unknown origin defile this sacredness." Many elves nodded, full of doubts and rejection of Stacy.
In the elf tribe, Stacy has always been a hidden existence.
Her identity has never been widely circulated among ordinary elves because of the deliberate concealment of Isabella's family.
After all, Stacy's half-elf background is like a deep mark of shame beneath the glamorous appearance of the elves, especially the major event caused by her mother that shocked the elves, and its adverse effects have not yet dissipated.
However, on this day of sudden change, Stacy's true identity was revealed from nowhere, like a sudden storm, instantly causing huge waves among the elves.
"Have you heard? That Stacy is actually a half-elf!" An elf with pointy ears widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief and disgust.
"What? Half-elf? Isn't that even lower than low-level elves?" The elves around were immediately in an uproar, whispering to each other, with contempt written all over their faces.
"Humph, what's worse is that her mother is the notorious shame of the Isabella family!" An elderly elf was shaking with anger, "The saint who betrayed the glory of the Star God back then actually degraded herself for a human and gave birth to this evil child!"
"That's right! Her mother's behavior is a blasphemy against our entire elf race!" An ill-tempered elf waved his fist and cursed loudly, "Now her daughter is actually trying to covet the position of the Moon Saint. It's simply a foolish dream!"
"A half-elf dares to compete with the noble Alicia? She is not worthy at all!" A slender elf put his hands on his waist, his eyes full of contempt, "Alisa is a pure-blooded elf with royal blood and the divine honor of returning to her ancestral bloodline. How can this bastard compare to her?"
"That's right. The Moon Saint represents the dignity and glory of our elves. How can we let a half-elf tarnish this sacred name!" An old elf was so angry that his beard stood up. "Isn't the sin committed by her mother enough? Do we want to let this evil offspring smear our elves again?"
"I think she just wants to take this opportunity to get close to us elves and bring some glory to her lowly status." A mean elf sneered, "She dares to dream without even looking at what she is!"
"Yes, we must not let her succeed! The Moon Saint must be Alicia, and this half-elf should go back to her world of inferior humans!" The elves echoed one after another, with vicious curses rising one after another, as if to completely drown Stacy in this endless malice.
"Her mother's behavior in the past made us elves lose face in front of other races. Now her daughter is causing trouble again. This is simply unforgivable!" An elf was so angry that his face turned red. "If we let this half-elf become the Saint of the Moon, how can we face other races?"
"Humph, what has she done for our elves? How can she be as dedicated as Alicia is to our elves!" An elf curled his lips in disdain, "She is not even qualified to be compared with Alicia. She even dares to compete for the position of Saint. She is so shameless!"
An elf frowned with disgust on his face, "What a pity! We elves are not so easy to fool. Her dream of becoming the Moon Saint is doomed to fail!"
Merlin sat quietly on the slowly moving deer cart, his eyes always fixed on the lost-looking Stacy opposite him.
The bumps of the deer cart seemed unable to break the slightly dull atmosphere.
Finally, Merlin couldn't help but stand up, and walked gently to Stacy's side. He gently lifted the strand of hair that blocked her view, and asked with concern in his eyes: "Stacy, are you okay? Did those harsh words make you feel uncomfortable?"
Stacy raised her head slightly and tried to force a smile, although the smile was somewhat forced and bitter. She said softly: "President Merlin, the moment I made up my mind to become the Saint of the Moon, I had already anticipated facing such a scene. It's really okay, I... I'm used to it."
Merlin felt a pain in his heart when he heard this, and hurriedly comforted her, "How can you say you're used to this? Stacy, don't worry, as long as I'm here, the position of Moon Saint will definitely be yours. I promise you!"
Staci nodded slightly, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "Well, I believe the president, I just didn't expect that all my compatriots would be so against me."
Merlin shook his head quickly and said seriously, "Not all elves are against you, Stacy. In fact, there are many who support you."
Stacy smiled bitterly and said, "President Merlin, you don't have to comfort me. I understand everything in my heart. My identity in this tribe is too special, and it is difficult to change everyone's view of me."
While the two were talking, the deer cart slowly drove into Crescent City and stopped steadily.
Merlin showed a confident smile on his face, looked at Stacy and said, "Stacy, I am not trying to comfort you. Everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, come with me and see."
After saying that, Merlin stretched out his hand to open the car door and was the first to get off the stag cart.
He turned around and extended his hand to Stacy. His hand was firm and powerful, as if conveying endless courage and support to Stacy.
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