Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 137 Caesar carries the scent of other elves.

"I'm back. Look at this."

Caesar carried the large pot of snow jasmine home, opened the door and called out, but the scene before him made him freeze in place.

Yumilia, however, had her hair tied in pigtails and wore a childlike hair clip, displaying a lively and uncharacteristic demeanor that I had never seen before. She even had some light makeup on her face to enhance her appearance.

She was still holding a mirror and grinning foolishly.

Caesar's sudden arrival startled her, and she hurriedly tried to hide the mirror. Then she realized that she should be hiding herself, so she quickly fiddled with her pigtails, her face flushed, and stammered:
"Hey? Caesar, why are you so late today? Um, where did you get this flower?"

In her panic, she asked in confusion after seeing the beautiful flowers Caesar was holding.

Caesar approached her with the flowers in his arms, and reached out a hand to straighten the pigtails that she had pulled down.

"Why did you suddenly decide to change your hairstyle?"

"Um, um, I went shopping with my mom today and she got me styled at a beauty salon. I already told her that I'm not suited to this kind of girlish hairstyle anymore," Yumilia stammered.

Caesar couldn't help but smile:

"Quite good looking."

"Well"

Yumilia's pretty face had turned a lovely rosy apple color. She pouted and tapped her two fingers in front of her.

"Caesar, you're making fun of me too?"

"No, I really think it's beautiful," Caesar said earnestly.
Yumilia looked up at him, and although her lips were still pouting, she couldn't help but smile happily.

"Since Caesar has said so, then I'll try this hairstyle a few more times."

As she spoke, she re-braided the ponytail that she had just pulled down.

Only then did she notice the snow lily that Caesar was holding in his arms.

"Caesar, what is this flower?"

“My classmates and I grew this in our ecology class. Isn’t it beautiful?” Caesar handed the flowerpot to Yumilia.

Yumilia opened her eyes wide in amazement; the large, vibrant flower buds made her pretty face even more beautiful.

"What beautiful flowers! Caesar, you guys are amazing!" she couldn't help but exclaim.

“Yes, and this is also…” Caesar was about to show off his knowledge of flower cocoons to Yumilia, but the next moment Yumilia said with great surprise:
"This flower actually bloomed from a cocoon, Caesar! This is extremely rare!"

Caesar's lips twitched slightly. He hadn't expected that Yumilia would also know about the flower cocoon. Muirna had previously said that this was a phenomenon that even she had only seen a few times.

"You also know about flower cocoons?" Caesar asked.

"I've seen it a few times, hmm. Counting this time, it should be the seventh, oh no, the eighth time, right?" Yumilia gently fiddled with the petals, recalling.

Caesar choked on his words, “Eight.”
Muirner said he was lucky to have seen it once, while Muirner himself had only seen it a few times in his hundreds of years of life.

If what Yumilia said is true, then her luck is simply incredible.
Yumilia was arranging the flowers when she suddenly seemed to notice something. She put the snow jasmine aside and pulled Caesar over.

"what happened?"

Caesar watched in bewilderment as Yumilia buried her face in his chest and sniffed around like a puppy.

“Caesar, you…” Yumilia looked up, her face filled with confusion and unease. “Caesar, you have the scent of other elves on you, the scent of elves other than me and Freya.”

Aren't all elves born in the Year of the Dog? They can always smell other people's scents.

"Caesar, have you run into other elves again?" Yumilia winked at him.

"It's the Dean of the Ecology Institute named Muirna. I went to her to ask about the phenomenon of this flower forming a cocoon. She happens to be an elf as well," Caesar said helplessly.

Yumilia suddenly realized, and her mouth formed an "O" shape.

"Oh, I thought so."

"What do you think you are?"

"Um, no, it's nothing. Oh right, I need to hurry up and cook!" Yumilia quickly changed the subject and ran to the kitchen.

At night, after washing up and saying goodnight to Yumilia, Caesar returned to his room.

He went directly into the Formless Heavenly Realm and sat on the throne.

Things that are difficult to do outside can be done here without any worries.

He reached out, and a moment later, a tiny pink glow landed on his fingertip—the flower fairy who had bestowed her blessing upon him.

It seems that there is now some kind of bond between the flower fairy and him; as long as the flower is not destroyed, he can summon it at any time.

The little fairy now rested on his finger, like a tiny bird. It resembled a human in appearance, but had a doll-like face and eyes, a pure white body, and pink hair. Like an innocent young girl, it tilted its head and curiously looked at Caesar.

"let me see."

Caesar's magic enveloped the little fairy's entire body, conducting a search. Today, Muirna had used her own nature magic to make the snow lilies bloom, meaning that the little fairy now carried a portion of her magic.

Caesar's goal was to use this remaining trace of magic to deduce Muirner's true identity.

It would have been difficult to do this in front of Muirner back then, but now we can let him do as he pleases.

He wanted to know what kind of background this dean, who looked like a sixteen-year-old girl, had.

He quickly located that wisp of magic.

This was a very pure yet very potent magic, and Caesar quickly made a discovery after testing it.

"The lineage of the Farish priests?"

This was the highest-ranking lineage among the elves, under the Thranduil royal family. It was in charge of the most important sacrificial activities among the elves and wielded a portion of the natural divine power granted by the royal family.

And Muirner’s magic comes from them.

"No wonder," Caesar muttered to himself.

Although the royal family has completely declined, the bloodline of their high priests has continued.

However, judging from Muirna's current situation, she is probably the last of the Farish bloodline.

Judging by appearance alone, Caesar really couldn't associate Muirner with those mystical priests.

Perhaps this is just a change of times.
Just then, the flower fairy on my finger let out a soft cry.

Caesar withdrew the magical covering and gently stroked her small head with the fingers of his other hand.

“Since you’ve chosen me, I’ll give you a name,” he said.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Let's call it Snow Comes."

It shares the same name as the flower, and it's also a very nice-sounding name.

"Eeya, eeya," the fairy uttered soft cries, it was hard to tell if she liked the name.

At this moment, his spiritual intuition was triggered; Mu Yue sensed that he had entered the hall and wanted to come in as well.

Caesar waved his hand and let it in.

"Owner!"

As soon as the fluffy twilight appeared, it pounced on Caesar.

But halfway through its leap, it realized something was wrong.

On Caesar's finger was another spiritual creature!
"Where did you come from! How dare you stay by the master's side!" Mu Yue's eyes immediately turned red, and she breathed on the fairy.

The little sprite didn't seem afraid of it, sitting on Caesar's finger and curiously observing it.
"Moonlight, stop fooling around. This is your new friend, named Snow Comes, a flower fairy," Caesar introduced it to it.

"Master already has me, why would you need to find a flower fairy?" Mu Yue said, sounding quite aggrieved.

"Don't talk like I'm the one who cheated on him," Caesar said speechlessly.

"Eeya, eeya," Xue Lai made a sound towards Mu Yue.

"What? I don't want to be friends with you! You little brat!" Mu Yue shouted.

"Hmm? Twilight Moon, you can understand what it's saying?" Caesar asked in surprise.

“Yes, because it and I belong to the same kind of being, and we communicate through spiritual intuition,” Muyue said.

“Then can you translate what it says for me?” Caesar said.

"Eeya, eeya."

Xuelai spoke, Muyue listened, and then Muyue looked up at Caesar and said:
"Master, it says it doesn't want to live anymore and wants me to bite it to death."

"You better translate this properly." Caesar tapped Muyue on the head.

Feeling wronged, Mu Yue could only continue listening to Xue Lai's words. As she listened, a look of surprise appeared on her face, and she suddenly looked at Caesar:
"Master! It says you have an ominous aura about you, and it can help you purify it!"

"What?" Caesar frowned slightly.

Where did this ominous aura come from on me? And so on.

Caesar immediately realized something.

"Ita! It's that powerful but volatile force she possesses! When I examined her last time, I was touched by the aura of that force!"

Caesar stared in astonishment at the tiny flower fairy.

"You say you can purify this aura?"

(End of this chapter)