Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree

Chapter 73: Chapter 73 Our Allies Have Arrived

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El was 80 years old this year.

Since he could remember, he often heard his grandfather talk about the once-glorious history of their race.

Once, they owned the world’s largest empire.

Once, they established the world’s most splendid civilization.

However, after that disaster, the people fell in ranks, bore curses, and gradually declined.

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*He could not imagine how prosperous the tribe had been a thousand years ago; to him, such a flourishing era seemed like a mythical legend.*

*In his memory, the days were always about hiding and wandering…*

However, his grandfather believed everything would get better.

“El, remember, we are the great Silver Race. Our current decline is only temporary. Once the Mother Goddess returns, our era will come again.”

His grandfather often said this.

El had once asked his grandfather, who was the Mother Goddess?

And his grandfather told him that the Mother Goddess was the greatest existence in this world, the true ruler of the world, and their benevolent mother who sheltered them…

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“So… we also have our own Divine?”

He asked excitedly.

“Silly child.”

Grandfather patted his head, his expression fervent and devout,

“The Mother Goddess was not just any Divine, but a true ancient Goddess!”

From that day on, El was filled with anticipation for the Mother Goddess.

He longed for a happy, stable life and desired a little garden of his own.

However… until the day his grandfather passed away, he still had not seen the return of the Mother Goddess.

Yet, even so, he continued to firmly believe his grandfather’s words…

Until that day…

A group of ferocious-looking Half-Beasts finally discovered their settlement. After a brutal battle, the young and strong men of the tribe fell in battle, while the women and children became captives…

This included him and his two younger sisters.

And it was then that El realized living a life of hiding and wandering was not the hardest thing.

The hardest thing was seeing one’s home destroyed, becoming a prisoner.

The women of their captured tribe disappeared one after another.

They were held in a small stone prison by the Half-Beasts, with no sight of daylight.

Each day, they only had unripe fruit to quell their hunger.

According to the Half-Beasts, they were waiting for a human trade caravan to pass by and planned to sell El and the others for a good price…

Humans…

El shivered.

*If Half-Beasts were demons, then humans were undoubtedly devils…*

*When he was among the tribe, he had heard countless tragic stories of their people who had become human slaves…*

*Those cunning, greedy, and lecherous bastards were capable of anything.*

*At that moment, he even considered starving to death.*

*But when he thought of his two younger sisters, his heart softened.*

“El, you are a boy; you must protect your sisters well.”

That was his grandfather’s last advice to him before he passed.

Thinking of this, El clenched his fists…

“Grandfather… I’m so useless… I’m so useless…”

As time passed, El grew increasingly desperate.

However, faced with his two young sisters, he had to be strong and pull himself together.

He was constantly thinking about ways to escape, but… the Half-Beasts watched them too closely.

This life continued for several months.

Until today…

With a “creak,” the long-unopened prison door was finally opened.

El shivered, looking warily outside, while his two sisters hid behind him like startled deer.

“Has the day finally come? Are they… going to sell us?”

El clenched his fists… and started to think about how to escape in the chaos.

However, the Half-Beasts didn’t enter, but instead threw in a tightly bound figure before turning and leaving.

El was slightly startled, looking at the figure.

“An… elf?!”

This… was the first fellow member he had seen in months.

It was a very strange elf.

He was covered in blood, seriously injured, his face was extremely pale, and his breath was weak.

But his eyes were exceptionally bright.

With just one look, El found himself unable to look away.

This tribesperson was very different, seeming to carry an aura of fearlessness he had never seen in anyone else before.

His gaze was not dull and cloudy like the past tribe members.

The corners of his mouth carried a faint smile, with an unique rebelliousness, as if he saw everything in the world very lightly.

He even stuck out his tongue fiercely at the Half-Beasts’ backs as they turned!

This was an interesting guy…

Moreover, he was full of vitality and hope!

El had never seen such a presence among the elf tribe.

For a moment, his heart was filled with curiosity.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked softly,

“Are… are you okay?”

The person seemed startled. When he turned and saw El, he couldn’t help but shout,

“What the heck! An elf?”

El was startled by his voice, stepping back slightly.

He saw the strange elf’s face change several times, from joyful to excited to quite complex.

El hesitated again and asked,

“You… you’ve lost a lot of blood…”

“Are you really okay?”

Then El saw the strange elf’s expression suddenly become gentle.

The elf nodded, coughing up blood while smiling,

“Cough cough, I’m fine.”

El: …

“You’re… you’re coughing up blood!”

He paid no attention to anything else and hurried forward to help untie him.

“Were… you captured too?”

He asked curiously while using his cloth to bandage the wounds.

After being freed, the strange elf first nodded, then shook his head,

“No, I’m just a well-behaved tracker.”

El: …

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El noticed again that the strange elf spoke very peculiarly.

Upon further interaction, El discovered this elf, although odd, was a warm and optimistic person.

They began to chat.

This strange elf told many interesting stories, which both El and his sisters loved.

He knew a lot, and always had ideas that El had never even thought of. Various bizarre and fun stories fascinated El.

Gradually, he found himself liking this interesting fellow.

And through the conversation, El learned about the elf’s origin.

He came from a far, faraway place, summoned by the Goddess.

Goddess?

Hearing this word, El became a little curious,

“Brother Dema, do elves also worship other True Gods?”

At this, he saw the strange elf smile, his expression suddenly becoming a bit profound.

“No…”

His expression became devout.

He drew a tree-shaped symbol on his chest, saying solemnly,

“The Goddess in my heart, there is only one.”

Seeing the symbol, El was stunned.

Because his grandfather had drawn that symbol countless times!

*Could the elves’ Mother Goddess really exist?*

*Was he summoned by the Mother Goddess?*

For a moment, El felt a little dazed.

“El.”

Dazed, El heard the elf calling him.

He turned his head, seeing Brother Dema’s gaze.

Brother Dema was looking towards the outside of the cell, the corners of his mouth slightly curved with a mischievous smile.

Following his gaze, El saw four more Half-Beasts in the cave. They were carrying a demon beast that seemed to have been ravaged by magic…

“Our allies have arrived.”

El heard the elf say this.