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Chapter 114: Make ripples appear on the sea of light VI

There are two candidates for the Saint, and now Issel is dead, and the remaining one is only Lilander of the Iron Thorn Family. But the autumn forest cannot retreat again and again, especially when the opponent uses such a despicable method.
"There is another way." Queldra gently put down Isier's body and told the three people-Fang Yu noticed that her eyes fell on her, "I am also Greenhill, and I have the bloodline shining by the stars. I can replace Isier."
"No," Elf King Aloris interrupted her firmly. "You have not been recognized by a unicorn, the Holy Woods will not open your doors for you, you cannot become a tree guard, Zhuoya."
"I can't become a tree guard, but I can close the door of the grey woods. The holy tree will not look down on me as if she was begging Issier, but as a member of Greenhill, it is enough to be a part of the 'gate' for a brief moment."
She smiled faintly, her eyes as gentle as ever, as if she was talking about something insignificant:
"Don't be sad, Aloris, this will give us thirty years until you choose another great saint to inherit this path. In this way, both the elves and the holy trees can be redeemed, and the future... will be left to you and Soria."
Aloris shook his head: "We may have other choices. So what if we let the Iron Thorn Family and the people of the Council get what they want? I can resist the controversy and suppress the dissatisfaction of the nobles. Time will bridge the rift, and in the final analysis, this is just a contradiction within the elves."
"Isil cannot die in vain," Queldorla looked at him and said firmly. "I have no prejudice against that girl Lilandelle, but there are too many suspicions in this conspiracy. Only the Dark Saints can easily seize the starlight of people. Aloris, are you really confident that you hand over the 'door' to them?"
The elf king's eyes fell on the girl, and the trees in the courtyard cast a silent shadow on him. On one side is an ideal, on the other side, what choice should he make?
...
"The Elf King has agreed to our choice and decided to elect Lilandelle as the Saint."
"That's great, so that the opposition between the Elf Court and the Parliament can come to an end, and the Holy Tree can survive."
"It is worthy of being the most wisest king of this generation. He has resisted the public and let go of his personal likes and dislikes."
Fang Zhu seemed to be walking in the long river of time, constantly hearing the murmurs overflow from the fragments of memory and falling into his ears.
The elf king Aloris began to implement his plan, suppressed the voices of internal opposition, and insisted on his own, and kept refusing Soria and Queldra's request for him, day after day.
Until one day, the elf girl broke open the door. The group of sons of light chased her into the hall and pointed the spear in her hand at the uninvited guest.
"Eloris, my lover, my dear king, you can't be so obsessed," Queldrara's face was full of pleading, "You can't identify Lilander as the gatekeeper."
"It is you who is obsessed with it, Zoya," Eloris sat on his throne. The elegant king of the past had long passed away. It seemed like a stranger was sitting there, looking at his former lover with a cold look. "Issier is dead, and you should let go of your hatred. Of course, we will not let any murderer go, but all this has nothing to do with Lilander, she is qualified to take on this responsibility."
"Eloris, you don't think so," the elf girl shook her head vigorously, "You want to replace me with her. But Essier is innocent, and Lilander is the same. Let go of paranoia, my king, you understand that you are on the wrong path, and hatred cannot bring the right result-"
"You are so self-righteous, Queldra," said the Elf King coldly, "Guard, please take Ms. Queldra away. The Elf Court's plan is only related to the existence of the Holy Tree. I must be responsible for the oracle of Ms. Nature, this is not a private relationship between you and me."
Fang Zhu watched the guards take the elf girl down. It was a dragon knight, but she did not resist.
He saw that there was only deep disappointment in her eyes.
Fang Yu turned around. For a moment, he finally saw a familiar shadow in the elf king. Just like two hundred years later, the king sat on his throne so coldly, watching his lover leave with complex and painful eyes, like a trapped beast.
Since then, the wind no longer blows through the leaves, and the forest keeps silent to the elves' king.
In a trance, Eloris saw the shadow again.
"Your words are so loudly that you speak, but what will happen to you in the end are different from me?"
"The monster who speaks cleverly must be just in this world. I am just answering the innocent girl in the way of the Iron Kite family. When they stabbed someone else's chest with a knife, they should understand that one day the same ending will come to their own hands."
The old elf king stared at the shadows flowing in front of him, "If we cannot answer hatred with hatred, what should we use to respond to selflessness and love?"
"Ah, the hypocritical king," the shadow smiled, "but what exactly is, you will understand naturally in your heart. 'Wrong means cannot bring the right result, paranoid ideals will only bury the faith of integrity, just as hatred will only bring hatred, and blood will only be paid back by blood'."
There was no one left in the hall, only the constant mockery sounded.
The lonely king sits on his throne.
Fang Zhu turned around and walked towards the darkness.
Just as all stories have an end, behind the yellowed pages, memories finally come to the last moment.
The agreed time has finally come, but just like this story does not have a good ending, the regrets about the past have written every page.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Fang Zhu woke up from his dream and saw only the flames in the sky. The sea of ​​fire almost ignited the sky, turning the autumn forest into red.
He heard screams, the sobs of women, the palaces and courtyards collapsed in the fire and wind, and Mars in the sky were flying above the canopy.
A figure rushed in and put his hands on his shoulders. Queldora looked at him seriously and said to him word by word:
"...Listen, Xiao Chenxing, don't be afraid, everything will pass soon, the Elf Court and the Holy Woods will return to their original state. In the long time, disaster will not come again. I will protect you and protect each of you..."
"I'm sorry about Isier's affairs, because I didn't protect her. Eloris did a lot of things wrong, but I have a responsibility for all of this. I don't blame him, but I have to take responsibility..."
Queldra gently tidied up the messy hair on his forehead, just like the elf lady carefully smoothed his hair, and the two figures seemed to overlap at this moment.
"I'm sorry, I may not be able to accompany you anymore in the future. I apologize to Soria... to His Majesty. Xiao Chenxing, one day in the future, you will understand all this, you will understand me, Issier... One day, you will get that real answer."
"Originally, Issier and I could fight for the arrival of that day for you, but now, we have no chance. Please remember my words and remember everything you see today. Hate must not bring the right result. Don't hate anyone, just remember them and don't let the tragedy happen again-"
"Xiao Chenxing, promise me."
Fang Yu woke up from his loss of consciousness and nodded slightly.
Then he saw the elf girl leaving resolutely, and she closed the door. The world behind the door was shattered, and the shadows in memory could no longer maintain a concrete image.
Memory ends-
And the girl never came back.
Fang Yu felt tears falling from his cheeks, but the feeling did not belong to him. He finally realized that there was another perspective in these pictures.
Silmide plays Isier.
And what about him?
After the world collapsed, in the endless void in front of me, only the door where the girl left was left, standing in the boundless darkness.
Fang Yu looked at the door and understood in his heart that it was time for him to leave.
He put his hand on the door handle and gently pushed it out of the fog of history. The goddess of fate placed all the threads in this place, guiding them out of this maze-
Outside the maze, he saw the familiar back - Silmide, who was sleeping peacefully, lying on a piece of moss. Not far from her, the elf lady was standing in the middle of the woodland holding a holy stick.
It was a lush forest surrounded by dreams, rising from the trunk of the holy white tree in the middle of the woods, and the divine flames were burning on its trunk.
And under the flames was another gorgeous woman - Serena Elres, the female bishop of the Saint Society they had met once.
"It seems you're a step late," Selina was looking at him and sneering, "but if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have found this place."
But Fang Yu was not surprised. From the moment he learned how a new god should be born, he understood that the Dark Saints must have a backup plan.
What's more, he had already learned most of the inside story from the drawings given to them by Ailin Tiexin - even the fact that the female bishop is still alive.
"You are not surprised at all?" Selina was slightly stunned. "So that's it. You will arrive here no matter what, even if you knew I was following you-"
"But what gave you this courage?" she asked back, "Is it like that elf king, just because of blind feelings?"
Aitela Greenhill Stars turned around and looked at the boy behind him with a gentle look. There was no blame in his eyes, only relief and gentleness.
"So, is this the end of that story?" Fang Rong asked her, who had been away for a long time, "Miss Etira?"
The Elf nodded gently.
At that time, she liked to call her Xiao Chenxing.
"Issier grew up with her. She is my aunt, Xiao Chenxing, and the nickname she gave me."
The Elf said softly, as if he was telling a story about the past, "Issier is my cousin, but the one who was really favored by the Holy Tree was not her, but me-"
"For her lover, Elf King Aloris forced Lilandel from the Iron Thorn Family to take office, but did not tell anyone the truth. On the day she became a tree guard, she led the Son of Light to push this innocent girl into the grey wood..."
"But hatred cannot bring the correct result. In the midst of endless despair and resentment, Lilander traded his soul to the Dark Saints. She used herself as an anchor to introduce the power of the Soul-Devouring Lord Amatus into this holy land, so the Holy White Tree was seriously polluted."
"Everything was irreversible, but at the last moment, Queldra devoted herself to hide the "door" and "key" into the fog again at her own expense. The Lady of the Devouring burned out the divine fire and suppressed the breath of that world of death in the holy woods - and the goddess of fate Elaine designed to introduce the Lord of Soul-Devouring Amatus into her own maze."
"At this point, all fate and prophecy about two hundred years ago were blocked, and the branches of the Holy White Tree were hidden in the fog. Until one day, the Apoptosis Madam exhausted her strength, and the maze of fate could no longer control the dark monarch. Therefore, the disaster made a comeback again, and gray markings spread and grew on the Holy Tree."
Just as all questions have answers, all causes have results. And she is about the end of that story.
So Xiao Chenxing is exactly the perspective of Miss Aitela.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! She is the last witness of the incident two hundred years ago except for the Elf King, Sword Saint Soria, and Miss Tata's mother.
The Elf Miss told the story gently, holding the holy staff.
Just as many years ago, she had lost everything, experienced everything, and witnessed everything there; and many years later, she returned to this holy forest again.
This is where Queldra once left.
But this time, she is no longer alone.
"There is another version of that story," Selina said somewhat harshly, "After Lilander died innocently, the Iron Knot family was targeted by both sides and never recovered."
"The fallen family is scattered and most of them choose to hide their names and live in poverty, generation after generation."
"And one of them chose the surname Ailris, and through this pseudonym, he walked back to this height step by step."
"When I was young, I grew up in such a jealous environment until I returned to Silver Wind Harbor and took back the status of the Bishop of the Saint Society-"
Selina showed a hatred expression and said hysterically: "But what have we done wrong? That plan was drawn up by Linnorel's Council, and the assassins were sent by them, but in the end we have to bear all this?"
"And that innocent girl killed by Eloris, Lilandel didn't know all of this until the beginning and the end. She died innocently in the hands of each of you."
"About Lilander," Aitela said calmly, "I'm sorry, but no one wants to see that happen. Queltra and Soria both tried their best, but it was not just Eloris who opposed her at the beginning-"
Because the council also needs her to be a saint.
Even when the final ceremony was underway, the two were not even present.
And that is why Soria later chose to leave the elf court and parted ways with the elf king from then on, and was like a stranger to the elf king.
But Selina smiled coldly, "You don't have to apologize to me, because without all this, there would be no me, no us."
She showed a strange smile, "Lilander fell to my master at the most desperate moment. She betrayed her soul to them and gained a new life-"
"One hundred and seventy years ago, after a cycle of reincarnation at the Holy Tree Gate, Silver Wind Harbor gave birth to a twin soul fetus."
"That's me, and my twin sister."
Selina said, stretching her hand to the giant sacred tree, "I know your plan to use the Great Saint as a seal to hide the 'door' and 'key' again. And this time the person who was really chosen will return to his position and correct the mistakes two centuries ago-"
"And the divine fire of the Lady of the Devouring Lady is about to burn out, and the power of darkness will be completely expelled from this holy woodland. The rules will not be vacant, and a new god will be born in Aitalia next."
"From then on, your plan will be complete again. The inheritance of the tree guardian will continue in an orderly manner, from the princess to the next person, the next era, until you completely solve this problem."
"The seamless arrangement," Selina said, "but unfortunately, it's still one step late."
"Now the Gemini soul has come to this place. Unfortunately, her origin is shaped by yours, but it does not belong to you. The split soul and boundless hatred will shape a new dark god."
She turned her head and looked at the two of them with a slight squint, "Aetella, Queldra, and Eloris, I ask you, will you regret it?"
The elf lady raised her holy staff and blocked her in front of Fang Zhu.
Selina looked at Fang Zhu, "Mortal, would you like to see her die in front of you?"
Aitela turned her head and pursed her lips, as if she wanted to remember this moment, her eyes were filled with tenderness, "I originally planned to let the elders receive you well and send you away again, but I thought I could not do it."
Fang Zhu shook his head.
Even if the Holy Tree Lin received them politely, he would not be able to change his decision, and he did not come here without preparation.
"Ed, you can't solve this."
"I dreamed of today's scene more than once in my dream. In the dream, Issel is still alive--that person, she still calls me Xiao Chenxing."
"Everyone was still there at that time, and we were still living happily in that time."
"But people's happiness must be based on someone's ability to take responsibility. I have received too many favors to selfishly throw those sacrifices out of my mind."
"Ed, I still remember what she said at that time-"
But Fang Yu looked at the elf lady silently and still shook her head.
"Ha," Selina looked at the two of them jokingly, "Look, like that elf king, this is the emotion of mortals, indecisive and selfish."
Her voice was a little sharp:
"Yes, it was you who killed an innocent girl with your own hands and destroyed your hopes."
But Fang Yum just withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman.
He seemed to have seen the shadow of the past, and that shadow was so plausible in front of the elf king Aloris, and the two shadows overlapped into one on this woman.
He finally spoke:
"You can try."
"What?"
"I said, you can try it," Fang Yu stretched out his hand, "I will give you a chance to conceive divinity and depict a new god from the divine fire."
"Isn't that your purpose to touch the gray flame? Please."
Selina was stunned for a moment.
"Ed?" The Elf Miss looked at him in confusion.
But Fang Yu's face was expressionless, and there was even a hint of mockery in his eyes when he looked at Selina.
Chapter completed!
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