Deep within the Moon Pavilion in the elven capital of Trinia.
The day was clearly still early, but this natural structure of hard aerial roots and vines which formed at the foot of the titanic Moon Tree was exceedingly dark.
That might not be exactly correct, however-if one were to really describe it, it was the same as being shrouded in night.
The fruits that were growing inside the Moon Tree itself was quietly spreading the moonlight stored in the leaves, keeping the air in the Moon Pavillon serene and sacred.
A small lake could be found at the center of the Moon Pavilion, its waters reflecting the slightly radiant fruits that were as numerous as the stars in a night.
And at the moment, a group of wood elves was sitting on the edge of the lake and watching the surface worriedly.
If one could see through the starry reflection of the lake’s surface, they would find a dainty figure floating over its waters.
It was the treasure of the wood elves, and a symbol of their diplomacy with the humans (mainly the Church of Games)—Sefarim, who was temporarily loaned to Jessica.
Right now, the treasured girl had her eyes tightly shut. Her face was pale and she looked a little sick.
Mysteriously, she was breathing although she was submerged entirely beneath the surface, with her flat chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.
If Xi Wei’s Divine Eye was watching, he would know that the lakewater wasn’t really water, but moonlight in liquid form, accumulated by the elves over thousands of years.
That radiance came entirely from the silver moon, which to some counted as a divine grace bestowed by Luna, the Silver Moon Goddess. It might not match sunlight or the Goddess of Life in power, but that divine grace would still aid in growth and heal illnesses or curses. In fact, the spirits of the elves who were especially devoted in life could be brought back to life after staying for a long period of time in Luna’s divine kingdom!
And now, Sefarim was endlessly absorbing the cleansing moonlight that the entire lake was slowly shrinking.
When the elven elders who constantly watched over the moon lake to stop any younglings coming here to steal its waters saw that, their faces were left twitching, obviously feeling heartache at the rapid shallowing of the lake. Even so, they couldn’t avert their eyes in their unquenchable fear that something might happen to their treasured girl.
Still, while the elders could see the shallowing with their naked eyes, it was not really obvious to Jessica as a human.
And being the only human sitting beside the lake, she couldn’t help turning to Nina, Queen of the Elves to ask, “Is Seffie going to be alright?”
If the other elves were only able to determine what Sefarim’s current condition was through her facial expressions and her outer appearance, the elven queen who holds the highest authority in the Moon Pavilion would definitely have a deeper understanding in comparison.
In truth, Sefarim’s body was disintegrating and melting on a microscopic level, with the waters of the moon lake replenishing lost parts to build a new body and organs.
Even though one couldn’t tell from the surface, Sefarim’s body had actually changed completely since she was brought here.
Nina herself had never heard of such a thing, let alone judge if it was good or bad.
In fact, she couldn’t decide if Sefarim was still Sefarim after she was changed entirely.
Therefore, reluctant to lie to a worried Jessica, the elven queen could only frown slightly and shook her head. “Sorry. I can’t tell.”
“No way…”
Jessica became even more anxious. After all, she didn’t expect such an outcome in the battle against Aojo.
To be fair, Aojo was really powerful to the point that the Players combined assault did not have an obvious effect (Naturally, that had something to do with the Players not reaching Level 50 and having yet to obtain Colored Skills). Even so, Aojo was a little mysterious at best-when it came to pressure and brute power, the Drake of Trinia was far superior.
Therefore, since Sefarim didn’t show any illness after killing the Drake, Jessica thought that there shouldn’t be any problems if she used Sefarim to take down Aojo as well.
As such, she couldn’t help blaming herself a little over what was happening.
“Even so, it is too early to mourn.”
Though the elven queen looked like she was in her twenties, she had lived long enough to tell that Jessica was feeling guilty and therefore mildly consoled her. “It’s not
“Really?” Jessica regained hope at that.
“Really.” The elven queen promised-although from her perspective, instead of describing Sefarim’s condition as encountering a problem and hence restoring herself, it was better to say that she had triggered some hidden condition and was updating herself…
Regrettably, Sefarim remained the greatest treasure inherited from the high elves who were wiped out after the War of Gods and Demons, with the wood elves barely surviving as well. There were just no clues for the present situation, what with parts of Sefarim’s own memories missing and unable to be used for reference.
But as Jessica now expectantly watched Sefarim, a moon keeper entered the Moon Pavilion and passed the elven queen a banana leaf with a message written on it.
“Your Majesty, is there a problem?” Jessica looked at her, puzzled.
“Your friends are here.” Nina handed her the leaf.
Even though Jessica couldn’t read elven, she had a hunch who her ‘friends’ were.
Still, she only left the Moon Pavilion after the elven queen after another long look at Sefarim, and headed towards the wood elves’ visitor chamber.
When Jessica entered and was about to greet Edward and the others, she realized that someone was missing.
“Where’s Eleena? Is she not coming?” She asked in confusion.
“I’m in here, Jessica.” The sack beside Edward rolled for a bit.
Jessica blinked before inhaling sharply. “Are you selling off the Saint-are you selling off Eleena?”
“We elves detest human slavery as much as we detest keeping slaves.”
Behind her, the elven queen said somberly while glaring at Edward’s party, who were therefore forced to explain the reason they came to Trinia as best as they could.
Jessica felt a little dejected when she learned that they were not here for her.
Giving her a sympathetic look, the elven queen then said, “It would take some time to study the sack and the rope. You may leave for a stroll with Jessica, Edward.”
“No need.” Edward didn’t hesitate in his reply, being ever the insensitive oaf that he was. “I could stay here and learn a few things about elven culture. Doug Ag, Joe, you should go with Jessica.”
Both Gou Dan and Joe shook their heads so hard they were leaving afterimages when they noticed Jessica’s threatening glare, and quickly replied that they admired elven culture greatly as well and would stay to learn…
As such, the elven queen had to study the mysterious sack while they watched, unsure if she should laugh or cry.