Chapter 1329: Holy City
What kind of bloodline is it that makes the depths of the Elven Forest feared by the existence of a hero whose strength overpowers that of legendary heroes?
I asked my doubts curiously.
The High Priest said slowly, "Of course, it's the bloodlines of those who drove and hunted them in the first place. β
"Do you mean goblins, or elves?"
"Goblin," said the High Priest.
Hearing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's a good thing that Akahavi's plan to slaughter the elves didn't succeed last time, otherwise it would have been bad." β
"You're right, child," said the High Priestess, "I have seen the plan of Akahavi to slaughter the elves in the Eye of Light, and sent a warning message, but just as the Eye of Light showed me the future, the letter was seized and the slaughter took place as usual, but for some unknown reason, the elves who were supposed to be slaughtered by the whole clan escaped the catastrophe and fled into seclusion in the Elven Forest, which I did not expect. β
"You're saying that the Eye of Light didn't foresee this matter?" I stared at the glowing diamond and smiled, "It seems that it is not accurate~"
The High Priest shook his head: "There is not only one future that the Eye of Light showed me, this is also what I found out later, which coincides with the future that the monsters in the depths of the Elven Forest of the Zephyr Continent are completely occupied by themselves, and there is another future phantom, that future tells me that the elves only sacrificed a small part, and most of them escaped into the Elven Forest to avoid being killed. β
I spread my hands regretfully: "I thought the Eyes of Light would be wrong." β
The High Priest smiled: "Child, you should not be preoccupied with the Eye of Light, it is a weapon with divine powers, it is never mixed with any personal emotions, therefore, it will demonstrate all possible futures, but it will never go wrong. β
It seemed that I was looking forward to it in vain, and pursed my lips in disappointment, and I asked a second question: "High Priest, can you also dig up those historical civilizations that have been buried for a long time through the eyes of light?" β
The High Priest glanced at me, "Are you going to join the archaeological team?" β
"No, no, no," I waved my hand repeatedly, "Do you think I look like someone who can join the archaeological team?" β
"No," said the High Priest truthfully, "you don't look like a well-rounded scholar or professor." β
"That's right," I continued, "Actually, I wanted to ask you about the ancient tombs. β
"Are you trying to rob the grave?" The High Priest asked suddenly.
"Hmm" I nodded, "I have this idea, but there is also a part of the reason why I was forced. β
"Tell me why I was forced."
I thought for a moment and said, "Actually, the Elven Empress asked me to explore the ruins of the ancient tomb after the wedding. β
She looked at me suspiciously: "Wedding? β
"Yes," I said, "more than half a year...... Maybe I can put it off for a year, and I'll have my big wedding in Dasai, oh, I mean the capital. β
"Now is not a good time to get married," said the High Priest, "war will only add blood and flame to your wedding." β
"I know, but I've already promised them" I spread my hands, I was a little helpless: "A man's promise should not be repented." β
"Of course, but the elder's request cannot be refused," the high priest smiled slightly, picked up a string of bells, and shook them lightly.
The melodious sound of the bell instantly spread throughout the small black room, and with a click, the door was pushed open, and the man guarding the door strode in, and when he was still five meters away from the table, he fell on one knee and said humbly: "Lord High Priest, please command." β
"Inform the child's fiancΓ©es that a banquet will be held in the dining room at dusk tonight, so that they don't have to care about their attire, just when they arrive."
"Do your will."
The man did not raise his head, got up, stepped back, and waited until he exited the small dark room before raising his head and closing the door.
I turned my head to the high priest and said, "What do you want?" β
"It's just the willfulness of an old man," the high priest said, "and it won't affect your future." β
Then, she poured another cup of tea and said, "Let's put the topic back to the question just now, the elven queen wants you to help rob the tomb, is there a plan?" Well, let me think about it, Moonlight City has a lot of treasures, and it shouldn't be for jewelry and money, so it must be for the sake of getting a weapon with the power of the God of Creation. β
"Perhaps," I said, spreading my hands, "but what does she want to do with that?" I really can't understand what a woman with both power and wealth is longing for. Is it supreme beauty? Or is it eternal youth? β
"I don't think so," said the High Priest, "Divine weapons do not have the function of perpetuating youth or giving supreme beauty, they are only used to fight against powerful enemies, and besides, if they really have these two magical functions, then why would my lord die?" β
"Well, you're so right," I said, pouting, "Then why do you think she still wants those weapons?" β
The high priest thought for a moment and said, "Although there are many kinds of future for this child of the Elven Empress, I can clearly see almost every one, that is to say, ......"
"That is?"
"She doesn't have that inflated ambition, nor does she desire power to destroy others," the high priest said, "and she may have been bewitched." β
"Who can bewitch her?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Someone she trusts and respects," the High Priest said slowly.
"Can you tell me who is the one who bewitched the Elven Empress?"
"I don't know," the high priest shook his head, "the eyes of light can't see through people's hearts, they can't read thoughts, and I can't easily assert what this stubborn girl is doing this for. β
"I think the Elven Empress is a person who values family affection," I thought about it, and I added, "And she also takes a sense of racial honor very seriously, well, in the words of civilians like me - good face." β
"It's better to just say she's vain," the high priest said.
"Well, your statement is concise and clear, much better than my long explanation," and with a thumbs up, I couldn't help but praise: "You are worthy of being a person who has lived for a long, long time." β
"You kid," the high priest laughed, "and made fun of me, an old man." β
"However, the current Elven Empress obviously does not have the courage of her grandmother," said the High Priestess, "I remember that at that time, when her grandmother and the current Elven Empress were in charge of Moonlight City at the same time, it can be said that it was one of the most hegemonic periods in the history after the fall of Moonlight City. β
"Moonlight City has fallen?" I was puzzled, "Isn't Moonlight City quite prosperous?" Where did it fall? β
"Therefore, neither the race nor the town can avoid the smoke and dust of history," the high priest said slowly, "You think that the current Moonlight City is also very prosperous, but you don't know that back then, it was called the Holy City!" β
(End of chapter)