By the time everything was settled, it was already night time. Many did not just sit in the room daydreaming. Instead, they took the initiative to look for Madam Vasaki and Salia. They sat in the living room and chatted. This relaxed feeling made Many feel extremely relaxed. Wherever the madam was, there was an indescribable sense of warmth and security. The little girl was lively and played chess with Many, while the madam sat by the side and occasionally helped the little girl. The happy and harmonious scene made it seem like a perfect family.
However, under the appearance of harmony, Many were still worried and confused.
Speaking of which, Many thought for a long time after the conversation with Yuna. However, they were still not sure if what he said was feasible. A human turning into a Troll?
It was simply too unbelievable. According to Yuna, Elder Warrenz was not a Troll, but someone who became one after birth. This was something that many could not accept.
Becoming a Troll meant gaining the ability to regrow lost limbs. This made Many, who had lost his right leg, have some doubts. However, he immediately thought to himself, Since he could regrow lost limbs, why didn't Elder Warrenz's arm grow back?
Yuna expressed that he did not know either.
Many was not the kind of person who could not bear to listen to other people's opinions. He carefully asked Yuna why he said this. According to Yuna's memories, Many felt that the clues he had before were all messed up.
Yuna had heard of Elder Warrenz's name not long after he became sensible. No one knew how long this old Troll had lived, but one thing was for sure. When Yuna first heard of Elder Warrenz, this famous old Troll already had the title of 'Elder'.
Unlike Many's initial encounters, Elder Warrenz was not initially the leader of the Kesh Tribe. Instead, he was the Elder of another large tribe. His identity was similar to that of a religious leader, just like Becky in Oditore. In Yuna's words, Elder Warrenz would become the 'Shaman' of that tribe within a few decades. He was a spellcaster who could directly communicate with the God of Ogres, Babarak.
This identity was even higher than the leader of a tribe. A tribe's leader would only be loved and respected by his own tribesmen. However, when a 'Shaman' walked in the forest, he would be respected by all the Trolls.
This also included the Cave Trolls of Gondor.
However, there was a very strange rumor that Elder Warrenz wasn't a Giant Demon, but was actually transformed from a foreign race through some kind of secret technique!
Elder Valencia's tribe wasn't called 'Keshi', but an even larger tribe of forest trolls called 'Delta'.
Not long after the rumor spread, Elder Valencia led a group of people and disappeared from the Delta Tribe. They moved to the outskirts of the Azura Forest, and the Delta Tribe began to decline after losing this wise elder. When Yuna left the forest, the tribe that used to have a population of four to five hundred had become a weak group with a population of less than a hundred.
Connecting all these things together made his mind very confused. But he also vaguely felt that these things seemed to be related to him, because there was a part of the memory in his mind that was always faintly discernible, but he could not recall it clearly.
"Knights, charge!"
The young lady held the wooden chess piece in her hand and made her next move. When she regained her senses, she looked at the chessboard and smiled. "I lost."
"Heehee, I won!"
The young lady cheered happily. Although she had been winning, she was still a child. She seemed to feel that she had been sitting for too long, so she stood up and stretched. Madam Vasaki sat beside her, looking at the scene in front of her with a charming smile.
"What do you plan to do tomorrow?"
Madam Vasaki asked Salia to sit beside her, and waved her hand to extinguish some of the bright lights in the room. She leaned back in her chair lazily. As the surroundings gradually darkened, Madam Vasaki felt more relaxed. Speaking of which, Madam Vasaki was very considerate in order to reduce the pressure on her.
"Let's go to the Sisyphean Palace and discuss with Her Highness about Medusa."
Madam Vasaki thought for a while and replied.
"Hmph, you're in a hurry," Madam Vasaki teased. "I'll stay here. Don't worry."
"What about Salia?"
"She should go with you."
Madam Vasaki's body flashed, and she returned to Medusa's appearance. Her long blue hair hung down, and the little snake at the end swayed from time to time, looking at Madam Vasaki curiously. Madam Vasaki's long snake tail touched Madam Vasaki's left ankle, making him feel a little cold.
"I'm going to the palace with Big Brother?"
Salia's interest was piqued, but she suddenly said, "Are you looking for the princess from yesterday?"
"Yes, what does Salia want to say?"
Madam Vasaki changed to a more comfortable position and sat back. He was always very relaxed in front of Madam Vasaki.
When Salia heard that, she blinked and seemed to have thought of something. She lifted her little butt and sat beside Madam Vasaki. She moved her head close to Madam Vasaki's ear and asked, "Then … Big Brother doesn't like her, right?"
After saying that, her little face was still a little red, and her breathing quickened.
"Pfft …"
Madam Vasaki laughed at once. She reached out to cover her mouth, and her delicate body trembled with laughter. She looked at Salia, who was stunned and embarrassed, and her snake tail gently swept the little girl's calf — — "Shameless little girl!"
"Oh …" The little girl felt that her question seemed to have crossed the line. She did not know if it was intentional, but she threw herself into Madam Vasaki's arms and did not look up.
"She's a princess. What am I?
Just a disabled lord. "Madam Vasaki reached out and pinched Salia's nose." Even if I want to, it's impossible. Besides, I've only met her once. What are you worried about, silly girl? "
"I … I …"
Salia simply stopped talking and buried her head in Madam Vasaki's arms like an ostrich.
* * *
Sylvia looked up and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned over and jumped off the horse.
She was very tired from traveling on horseback for a long time, but no matter how long the journey was, there was a time to rest. At this moment, she was already on the outskirts of Karo City, and it would not be long before she returned to Dashiell.
From a distance, Karo City was very different from when Sylvia left.
Only two of the city gates that were originally open from four directions were now open. The other two city gates that used to be bustling with activity were now tightly shut. They were cold and looked very desolate.
The city walls had also changed a lot. Today, the plant structure around Karo City was much taller than before, and its color had also changed. It could be seen that they had grown a lot. This kind of situation would only appear in times of war, and compared to here, it had also suffered a bitter battle.
When Sylvia led the horse into the city, she immediately felt a tranquility that was incomparable to the human world. At the same time, the various signs of preparation for the upcoming festival made this elven city filled with joy.
The full name of the Day of Blessing should be the Day of Blessing of the Moon Goddess. It was considered a very important festival for the elves, and every elf should participate in it. The festival would last for nearly a month, and during this time, the elves would enjoy the blessings of the Moon Goddess. Every time it happened, there would be strange phenomena in the sky. As for the types of strange phenomena, there were too many records from ancient times to the present, and it was impossible to count them all.
It was also because of this that the elves would celebrate this. As it only happened once every seven years, the elves attached great importance to the festival atmosphere. Even during times of war, they would not stop celebrating this festival.
Karo City was in a very delicate position now. It was facing the vanguard of the undead army, and similarly, this ancient city was ready for battle at any time.
According to common sense, when a city knew that a war was about to break out, the emotions of the citizens would be mixed with panic and anxiety. However, in the elven territory, there was not the slightest hint of such emotions.
The streets were bustling with people. The elves and humans were busy with their own affairs as usual. Along the streets, flowers were planted for the celebration of the festival. The doors and windows of the shops and inns were also filled with fragrant lavender and colorful flowers as decorations. The people couldn't help but smile as they strolled in this city without a trace of fear.
Sylvia went straight to her mansion in Karo City, and the housekeeper was pleasantly surprised to welcome this young lady who had been away from home for more than half a year. He immediately felt the changes in this once "three-legged cat" young lady of Karo City.
In the past, Sylvia wouldn't carry a huge luggage on her back, nor would she carry a longbow on her back. After entering the mansion, Sylvia unloaded the luggage from the back of the horse and packed everything by herself. Then, she asked the servants to arrange a bathroom and took a set of clean and simple clothes before taking a bath.
Sylvia's actions stunned the housekeeper for a long time. But soon, the housekeeper who had watched her since she was young heaved a sigh of relief and quickly accepted the reality before him.
The little girl has finally grown up.
The long journey made Sylvia very tired, so she quickly went to bed. But when she woke up the next day, she realized that the castellan of Karo City, Melanie, was waiting for her in the living room.
This wasn't the treatment that ordinary people received. The current castellan was famous for being cold and strict. But when Sylvia saw Melanie, she ran a few steps forward and hugged the castellan who had a similar figure as her.
"Nana, long time no see."
"Sister Melanie …"