4-Divine Prophecy (1/2)
"Only adult elves are allowed to go on the battlefield. Your Majesty, you still have some time."
Firmus' eyes were wandering, as if he was thinking about something.
"When will you go to the battlefield?" Si Qingyan looked calm.
"After God's birthday."
"I'll go with you."
Firmus glanced at Si Qingyan suspiciously, and seeing his calm expression, he felt a little more trusting in his heart. After saluting, he stood respectfully behind Si Qingyan without saying a word.
Outside the temple, High Priest Sol asked for an audience.
Si Qingyan drank half a cup of fruit tea before asking High Priest Thor to come in.
The elves are ingenious. In peacetime, they love music and food. Their lives are exquisite and full of artistic beauty. As the newly appointed king of the elves, Si Qingyan enjoys the highest treatment. If there had been no war, his life would have been as happy as that of a god.
High Priest Sol was very polite and Si Qingyan didn't call out, so he just kept kneeling there. This actually gave High Priest Thor peace of mind. It would be a bad thing if the Elf King was warm and friendly to him.
"What do you want from me?" Si Qingyan had no intention of getting involved in the factional struggle.
"The king has just ascended the throne. Thor wants to offer something to the king, hoping it will be useful to the king." High Priest Thor looked respectful. He is always very silent because of his deep eyes, vicissitudes of temperament and wisdom.
Maybe before meeting High Priest Saul on the road, he would have had some respect in his heart. But after what happened last night, when Si Qingyan looked at High Priest Saul again, she felt that there was something hidden in his seemingly wise old face. A deep sand sculpture.
"Bring it up."
High Priest Thor respectfully held up a thick book. There are strong elemental fluctuations lingering in it, which are not as harmless as they appear on the surface.
Firmus gave High Priest Thor a cool look, which was quite mocking.
Old fox, I have been depressed for so long. Yesterday my car overturned. Does the old face hurt from being beaten?
Si Qingyan opened the book and saw the story of elves written on the title page, with a string of prayer spells underneath——
A natural darling born from the tree of life
You are the tears condensed in the goddess’ lowered eyes
You are the light and shadow in the night sky when the stars fall
You will stick to the rules of the elves and never abandon them
The goddess of life is watching you
May the bright moon hang high and the wind and rain be peaceful on your road ahead.
The second page is the pattern plus text. The pattern that occupies half of the page is like a photo, which clearly records the scene of Si Qingyan's birth. She looked up from the blood light and was frozen. It was recorded at the front of the Elf Story. Below it was the name, Lanza Slote. Lanza is a naturally occurring name, and Slot is the hereditary surname of the elf royal family. Then there is the age - juvenile, level - Dharma Saint, race: Pure Blood Moon Elf King, attributes, Blood Moon.
The second page is High Priest Thor, full name, Thor Hyland. In the picture, High Priest Thor is young and handsome. He closes his eyes and recites a mantra. Behind him are countless elves who are bowing and saluting. In adulthood, he is a Dharma Saint, a semi-pure-blood third-generation elf, and his attributes are natural.
The third page is Firmus. She is a commoner and has no surname. In the picture, she was fighting a woman holding two scimitars. A long and narrow wound was made on her face. The woman holding the knife had blood on the blade. The bright red was mixed with a little silver light, which was the blood of the elves. This should be the scene where her face was injured, recorded in Elf Story. Fermes, like High Priest Thor, is an adult magic saint, but her race is a mutated mixed-race elf, and her attributes are ice.
The fourth page is Clodia Slott. She is wearing an elf crown, looking up at the moon, as if praying, her body is wrapped in silver light, it is the moment when she breaks through the Silver Knight. Infancy, Silver Knight, pure-blood elf royal family, attributes, none.
Si Qingyan flipped through page after page, covering almost all the important figures of the elves.
"Dead elves will disappear from Elf Story."
High Priest Thor whispered. It turns out that the first person in Elf Stories is the Elf Queen.
Not only the blood moon, but also the disappearance of the queen's name on Elf Story is the reason why they believe that the queen is dead.
"The ranking is based on comprehensive factors such as bloodline and strength, which is more accurate."
"Um."
Si Qingyan flipped through the pages very quickly, with a photographic memory.
High Priest Thor sat quietly at the bottom, looking very loyal.
"You can summon any elf at any time. We are all willing to serve you. The elf who attacked you yesterday, including me, will always receive punishment from the king."
"Go and kill ten demons on the battlefield." Si Qingyan said casually.
"...Yes." High Priest Thor hesitated for a moment and said nothing.
Not every adult elf goes to the battlefield, some elves still stay in the Silver Moon Forest, with the reputation of protecting other elves.
Firmus showed a gloating smile.
She has disliked those cowards for a long time, but it is a pity that the elves prohibit internal fighting. High Priest Thor used to be highly regarded by the Queen, and it was hard for her to say anything. Now that the new king has taken office, those timid elves may not be able to live a comfortable life.
Si Qingyan discovered that most of the elves in the front row of Elf Story came from the battlefield, and many of them were close followers of Fermes, while the elves on the side of High Priest Thor were generally ranked in the back, with good talents and cultivation, and great achievements. But very limited.
In times of war, there is no place where it is easier to make achievements than on the battlefield.
In the past, the Queen did not care about trivial matters and left matters to the Council of Elders, headed by High Priest Thor. As a result, the factional struggle within the elves worsened and tended to turn into vicious competition.
"That's it for the time being, Thor will go prepare the ceremony for the God's birthday."
"Filmous, we are going to the funeral tonight."
After Si Qingyan finished speaking, she signaled that High Priest Thor could leave.
"Yes." Felmes was left behind and gave High Priest Thor a smug look.
"Felmes, I have something to discuss with you. I hope you can keep it secret."
Si Qingyan pointed to the seat next to him and signaled Felmes to sit down.
Felmes did not hesitate. After sitting down, he looked straight into Si Qingyan's eyes and said very seriously:
"As long as it does not harm the interests of the elves, I will keep the secret for the king."
"I will implement a new order and re-establish the kingship of the elves. The nobles will be hereditary, and civilians can become nobles through military merit."
Si Qingyan's tone was flat, but there was a kind of firmness that could not be questioned.
Felmes trembled, and she looked at Si Qingyan in shock. This was like a thunderclap in a clear sky.
The distance between civilians and nobles was almost a chasm. In order to maintain the purity of their bloodline, nobles would not intermarry with civilians. Those waiting for the elves to be born under the Tree of Life were all nobles. It was impossible for the newborn pure-blooded elves to be handed over to civilians for care.
If the natural barrier is broken, the status of the elders who maintain the rule of the elven royal family will be impacted. Even the status of the elven king is not so stable. Because the new king is recognized because he is a noble pure-blooded royal family with ancestral blood.
If ordinary civilian elves can be crowned as kings, then can civilian elves be elven kings?
Felmes only dared to think about this question secretly before, and even if he was deeply trusted by the queen, he didn't dare to mention it. I didn't expect His Majesty Lanza to mention this. He wouldn't be a traitor who broke into the elven royal family from the common people?
Is he testing me?
Seeing Si Qingyan's deep eyes, but a little impatient because of her long silence, Felmes shuddered deeply.
"Your Majesty, only pure blood can be nobles, and the new order cannot be implemented."
"I can do it if I say it's okay." Si Qingyan saw Felmes's concerns and just smiled lightly.
Felmes was embarrassed. Did she really misunderstand the king's meaning? Did he really want to improve the status of civilians?
"Don't rush it for now. I know all you have done for the elves. Felmes, you shouldn't be just a commoner."
Even though Felmes is a magic saint, her status is still lower than Thor, and she still has to salute when she sees the elves of other elders.
"If what the king said is true, then Felmes' life belongs to the king."
Felmes knelt on the ground, bowed his head, and lightly knocked.
"You go prepare for the funeral." Si Qingyan signaled Felmes to go out.
"Yes."
After Felmes went out, Si Qingyan went to the treasure house of the elves to take a look. In addition to some relatively precious forbidden spells, there were many spell scrolls, magic beast crystal cores, various precious materials, elemental plants, elemental fruits, etc. Judging from the half-empty inventory, the elves suffered huge losses due to the war, and the replenishment was far less than the loss.
One person alone cannot overthrow a world, and the elves still have many problems now.
Si Qingyan sat alone in the hall, with no one below. He rubbed his eyebrows and had a headache. How can she turn the situation around when she is alone and facing internal and external troubles?
"Brother!"
Claudia had been sleeping for a while, and her energy would recover faster than that of an ordinary child.
When she woke up, she was led to the hall by Si Qingyan. When she walked to the door, the elves beside her turned into phantoms, and the person she longed to see was sitting on the throne of the hall.
She trotted to Si Qingyan, hugged Si Qingyan and asked, raised her head and whispered:
"I'm so hungry."
"It feels like I haven't eaten for three days. I can eat a dragon in one bite."
Si Qingyan picked her up, held her, and took her to eat.
There were only two of them sitting at the long table, at least a few meters apart from each other. The butler led the elf maid to serve the carefully cooked food, stood by, and added dishes to Clodia from time to time.
According to elf etiquette, making noises while eating is rude, so this meal was very quiet.
After the meal, Si Qingyan asked the butler to change the table to a round table with the upper layer rotating.
Clotia's eyes sparkled with anticipation.
The world of children is always small. It can't hold too much sadness, and it will soon be filled with new life. But I don't know when she will change her habit of crying when she sleeps.
The blood moon of last night has dispersed, and the moon tonight is still silvery white.
The bodies of the elves who died in the battle will be thrown into the Fountain of Life.
Born from the Tree of Life, they will turn into spring water to nourish the Tree of Life after death.
This is a complete reincarnation.
The elves regard it as an honor to merge into the Fountain of Life.
There was no complicated ceremony at night, but their families personally gave birth to the flower boat and put the dead elves into the Fountain of Life.
Because of the power invested by the elf crown at that moment, Clotia's platinum long hair grew back, just reaching her waist, soft and beautiful, and with some natural curls. Si Qingyan braided her hair and combed it into a simple braid hanging behind her.
The baby fat on Klaudia's cheeks had long disappeared due to the high-intensity training. Her clear blue eyes indicated her noble status. Her curled eyelashes were covered with tiny tears, which made her look very gentle under the moonlight. Her small face was the size of a palm, her features were delicate, and she was cute and well-behaved. However, her eyes were so firm that nothing could stop her from moving forward.
Unlike the sad funeral song last night, the elves sang a farewell song tonight to soothe the soul.
They firmly believed that the dead elves would return to the embrace of the goddess of nature and gain eternal tranquility in the distant kingdom of the gods.
The song was distant and gentle, like a mother comforting her child, gently patting his back, like a lover's gentle and hot eyes, wanting to say something but stopping, like a friend's smiling eyes, wanting to reach out but stopping at the last moment.
Please listen to my whispers
We will always remember
You are glorious and immortal at this moment
Flowers and the moon accompany you
Return to the embrace of the Mother Goddess
May you sleep forever under the glory of God
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Claudia also sang with other elves, and her song contained a strange power, as if it could heal all the pain in her heart, leaving only a slight sadness of remembering the old friends.
In Si Qingyan's eyes, the bodies of the dead elves merged into the spring water and turned transparent in an instant. The souls in them floated up and were led by the moonlight, as if they went to another space.
Their souls were still conscious, sadness, reluctance, blessings, and all kinds of emotions intertwined, disappearing in the silver light spots in the sky.
The fertility of elves is not the same. Purebloods may give birth to two or three elves after entering adulthood, while civilian elves can give birth to more than ten. Most of the dead were civilian elves, with a few purebloods occasionally, so the flower boats had to be particularly grand.
Si Qingyan didn't know their funeral songs, but she learned them naturally when she stood among them. It seemed like an innate instinct.
After the funeral, the sky was slightly white.
Klodia was very sleepy, so she washed up and went back to her room to sleep. She clasped her hands together and prayed softly:
"Beautiful goddess, I hope I can sleep with my brother tonight."
In the past, Klodia often slept under the light cocoon where Si Qingyan was.
As long as she could sense Si Qingyan's breath, she would sleep soundly.
After praying, she stole a glance at Si Qingyan.
"Read one last story. I will watch Klodia fall asleep here."
The cold voice softened.
"Okay."
Klodia covered herself with a small quilt, revealing only a pair of eyes.
"A long, long time ago, there was a little rabbit who liked to eat carrots..."
Si Qingyan opened a book "1000 Stories that Elf Babies Should Hear", found the place she read last time, and continued reading.
Clodia listened very seriously, with a childish smile and blinking eyes. She fell asleep before the story was finished.
Thinking that she would leave with Firmus and go to Winter Fortress soon, Si Qingyan indulged Clodia a little more.
When he was not in Silver Moon Forest in the future, Clodia would go back to her old life. She was too lonely and extremely insecure.
She was too young to be taken to the battlefield.
It seemed that we still had to find some playmates for Clodia.
The playmates that the Elf Queen found for Clodia in the past all entered adolescence early because of their rapid growth and lived their own lives. After changing several batches in a row, the Elf Queen never found playmates for Clodia again.
Si Qingyan planned to find a few civilian elves who practiced fighting spirit to stay with Clodia. This matter could be handed over to Firmus. Compared with High Priest Thor, Firmus was more trustworthy.
Soon, the God's Birthday came.
This was the biggest festival of the elves.
Because the Elf Queen died suddenly, there was no festive atmosphere in the Silver Moon Forest.
If it weren't for the Elf King's personal sacrifice on the God's Birthday, Si Qingyan would have gone to the Winter Fortress. There are also benefits to presiding over the ceremony, such as gaining recognition from all the elves, increasing some prestige, and so on.
The winter snow has not melted yet, and the Silver Moon Forest is full of ice sculptures.
Exquisite ice lanterns are hung on the tall ancient trees, which contain soft elemental lighting magic that can be lit for a long time, and there are also various colors of lights.
The palm-sized fairies also carry super small ice lanterns, which contain glowing green grass seeds, which are very beautiful. These fairies are mainly responsible for planting various plants. They are very naughty and like to play pranks the most.
The sacrifice is held in the Elf Holy Tower. It is said that this tower is a sacred artifact left by the Goddess of Life, which contains the will of the Goddess of Life.
Si Qingyan is dressed in dark silver clothes, followed by Clodia who is wearing the same clothes. The pattern on his clothes is golden, extremely gorgeous, and Clodia's clothes are simpler.
Si Qingyan walked to the front of the Elf Holy Tower, looked at the lonely snow-capped mountains in the distance, and recited a long and gorgeous sacrificial prayer.
This thing probably has tens of thousands of words, and it must be recited word for word.
Fortunately, Si Qingyan copied a copy in his consciousness, so he can recite it.
The elves present were solemn and listened without blinking.
Klodia was very serious at first, but then her eyelids gradually drooped, as if she was about to fall asleep. Fortunately, there was only Si Qingyan in front of her, so no one saw her.
I don’t know how long he recited, but Si Qingyan finally finished.
Every word he recited was materialized into silver elven language, condensed in the air, and surrounded the Elf Holy Tower.
Klodia slept and woke up, woke up and slept again, and it has been several rounds.
She didn’t know how she developed a skill that allowed her to fall asleep while standing still. After falling asleep, her body did not move, and it was completely invisible from behind.
High Priest Thor raised his scepter and began to chant.
The elves in the air were shining with silver light, as bright as the stars in the sky. The other elves followed the spell of the High Priest Thor, and the light was shining brightly.
Si Qingyan took the lead to salute the Holy Tower of the Elf.
Like dominoes falling, countless elves fell behind them.
Only Si Qingyan and Klodia knelt on one knee to show respect to the goddess. The other elves prostrated themselves with pious postures.
The sacrificial texts in the air were thrown to the Holy Tower of the Elf, and they were left on it like a brand.
The surface of the Holy Tower of the Elf was covered with silver light, and strange fluctuations seemed to be brewing inside.
This is the most important part, the prophecy of God.
Whenever a new king appears in the elves and presides over the God's Birthday Ceremony, they must recite the sacrificial prayer and pray for the gods' predictions.
Legend has it that the snowy mountain behind the Elf Holy Tower is the body of the gods. For countless years, the predictions given by the gods have all come true, and none of them are wrong.
After all the spells were absorbed by the Elf Holy Tower, a silent consciousness came out with a sentence:
"The blood moon often rises, and the silver moon falls into purgatory."
Many elves changed their faces.
Claudia's face was even paler.
The blood moon...the blood moon will only appear when the Elf King dies. Could it be that my brother will die too?
The silver light on the surface of the Elf Holy Tower dimmed, and the place returned to silence.
Si Qingyan took Clodia's hand and walked towards the palace.
High Priest Thor and Firmus looked ugly and followed.
The blood moon often rises. Could it be that one Elf King after another will die? The latter sentence, the silver moon falling into purgatory, is even more confusing. There are relics left by the gods here, which is one of the safest places on the Saint Cerro continent. How could it become purgatory?
Does all this have anything to do with the newly appointed Elf King?
The elves were worried.
Si Qingyan had a blank expression on his face. He thought his prestige would rise, but now it seems very uncertain, and he might fall. He didn't appear many times, and most elves thought that he could succeed to the throne because of his ancestral bloodline. Now it seems that there may be some twists and turns. Life is so difficult, and you can never guess what will happen next.
"Your Majesty, how do you think the prophecy should be interpreted?" asked High Priest Thor.
"The demons may build a new space channel in the Silver Moon Forest. Apart from this, I can't think of any other possibility that would make the Silver Moon Forest fall into purgatory." Si Qingyan was calm and seemed not to be affected by the prophecy at all.
"It may indeed be the reason. If so, Your Majesty, how do you think we should solve this problem?" Firmus instinctively felt that things were just as Si Qingyan said.
Si Qingyan pondered for two seconds and said:
"First, quickly clear the demons in the Winter Fortress and eliminate the worries, then unite with other races to guard the Silver Moon Forest. And move part of the Hope Alliance near the Silver Moon Forest, and it would be best to build a war fortress in the Silver Moon Forest in advance."
Except for High Priest Thor and Firmus, the other elves present all showed doubtful expressions.
"Your Majesty is right, I think it can be implemented." High Priest Thor saluted respectfully.
"Second." Firmus didn't even raise his eyelids, looking calm and unsurprised.
"What if your king's guess is wrong? We are exerting our strength in the wrong direction. When the real crisis comes, how can we resist it?" asked an elf from the Elders' Council.
On the surface, the Elders' Council is under the control of High Priest Thor, but in fact it is not a monolithic entity. And what this elder said makes some sense.
"Then what do you think is the real crisis, which may even be more threatening than the invasion of the demons?" Si Qingyan asked with interest.
"..." The elder was speechless for a moment.
Indeed, nothing is more terrifying than the invasion of the demons.
"Just do as I say. If anyone has illusions and slows down the process, affecting the life and death of the elves, I will twist his head off."
Si Qingyan looked around, and all the elves lowered their heads and obeyed wherever his eyes fell.
"Yes." They said in unison.
"I will go to the Winter Fortress with Firmus and strive to eliminate the demons as soon as possible to eliminate worries. You can stay in the Silver Moon Forest to build a war fortress, but if you dare to hold me back, you will bear the consequences."
Although Si Qingyan was still a teenager, no elf spoke to refute what he said. They only dared to complain in their hearts that the newly appointed Elf King did not seem to speak elegantly.
In the current situation, it is most appropriate for Si Qingyan to go to the Winter Fortress.
Klodia has been listening, she frowned, and hesitated to speak.
Until all the elves had assigned their tasks and left, she spoke:
"Brother, can you not go to the Winter Fortress?"
"I will definitely come back safely." Si Qingyan touched Clodia's little head.
"It's all my fault... I didn't know it would turn out like this."
Clodia felt a little regretful.
If she had known that the prophecy was so dangerous, she shouldn't have put the crown on her brother. The elves in their teenage years didn't have to go to the battlefield.
"Clodia, when you grow up to adolescence, you can also go to the battlefield. I'll wait for you in the Winter Fortress."
Clodia practiced fighting spirit, and whether she reached adulthood or not had little effect on her combat power.
"Okay! I will definitely try my best to keep up with my brother."
Clodia was not afraid of the battlefield, but only afraid of the death of her relatives.
It would be great if she stayed in the Winter Fortress with her brother.
Even if the space channel of the Winter Fortress was destroyed, the demons entrenched there would not be cleared out in a short time.
Filmers had already gone to find playmates for Clodia, mainly civilian elves who practiced fighting spirit. Si Qingyan allowed Clodia to teach others the fighting spirit training method she taught her, hoping to improve the strength of some elves, and preferably make some friends.
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The reason why I replaced it so late is that I lost the battle with the sleepyhead last night and slept until noon.
I will definitely not do that today_(:D)∠)_
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