Huh? Are they all real?...

"As a goddess, please answer me: how do you view Yggdrasil, who is also a deity?"

There was no hesitation, nor any attempt to avoid it.

The Shadow Sun bowed slightly to the king before him and said:

"I hate her, Your Majesty! She has stolen you from me!"

"what will you do?"

Without looking up at herself, Rose Lorian said seriously:

“I love you, Your Majesty, so I will not hurt you.”

-

After seeing off his queen.

Yggdrasil also got off the bed.

As she walked towards the window, she touched her lips, just like Moen.

She felt this would be very special.

I feel that my mood will definitely experience huge ups and downs.

But unexpectedly, she didn't feel that sensation.

It was just a very simple touch, but even though it was such a simple touch, she found herself wanting to experience it again.

Realizing this, she finally stepped out of the window from behind the curtains.

The false light created for the sake of the king has also shattered.

Here, the light that illuminates the whole world is no longer the sun or the sacred tree.

Instead, it was a black curtain extending from a water mirror. The curtain was exactly the same as the one surrounding her.

At the same time, beneath the veil is the sacred tree itself.

Look at the veil that conceals the sacred tree and the water mirror that extends from the veil.

Yggdrasil's gaze passed over the mirror, quietly watching the reflection behind the water.

That was the sacred tree without veils, and the entire valley and the old capital.

Chapter 191 Framing is Redemption! (3k)

In the distant beyond, in that pure white temple.

The only beautiful goddess who has reached the end of the pure white road is now quietly gazing into the distance.

That's the direction of the sacred tree.

It is also the territory of elves.

Behind her stood the king, who remained silent throughout.

It was the only contrasting color in the entire pure white hall.

He was a warrior from the wilderness, and even after becoming the consort of the goddess of purity, he still used the armor he brought from his homeland.

Lions and gold are the main colors of his armor.

In addition, there were his enormous twin swords, almost the size of a normal person.

Almost a single glance, or even just his figure, was enough to demoralize countless renowned warriors and knights.

"The elves are too powerful, and the return of the Eternal King has far exceeded my expectations."

The pure white goddess, with her back to her king, recounted her sorrows.

Before this, people had almost no knowledge of elves.

I just subconsciously felt that they should still have some strength, but that's probably all they are.

But now, everyone knows what elves really mean.

The long-eared creatures remain the dominant species they once were.

Especially now, the return of the Eternal King signifies that a tremendous change is bound to occur within the Elf realm.

“That ancient king, I, you, and almost everyone in our country grew up listening to his stories.”

"The myths of the dead have returned to reality from the graveyard."

"I felt extremely uneasy."

"After all, the elves are too hostile to us outsiders."

Elves are notoriously xenophobic, so their power makes almost everyone uneasy.

To the pure white goddess's words, her king simply listened quietly, just as he had always done before.

He knew very well that all he needed to do was listen.

"Therefore, I must hold onto equals, no, I must hold onto cards that surpass theirs!"

"My lord, we must move ahead of schedule."

Upon hearing this, the White King, who had been silently listening, finally took action.

He stood up from the steps and slowly walked behind his goddess.

In front of his towering figure, even the pure white goddess with her perfect nine-headed figure looked like a petite little girl.

Noticing the king's approach, the pure white goddess also nestled closer.

"Thank you for always knowing what I need."

The goddess, who was enjoying the tenderness with her eyes closed, suddenly realized something more.

She raised her head slightly and said:

"My lord, are you going over there?"

The towering giant simply nodded in response.

After a brief pause, the pure white goddess continued:

"I understand. Indeed, only you can truly put my mind at ease, my king. Please bring me victory, just as always!"

Deep within the Seven Hills.

Behind that tightly closed door.

The seal placed on the wellhead has been more than half eroded by nameless blood.

Furthermore, this time, the rate at which the blood dripped was significantly faster.

Even the slightest flap of a butterfly's wings can unleash a devastating hurricane.

Moreover, what's more, it's the return of a true king!

Meanwhile, in the Sacred Tree Forest...

Since that conversation with Rose Lorian.

Moen found nothing.

However, Rose Lorian made it clear that she hated the Sacred Tree.

Because the sacred tree took herself from her.

Even though things are peaceful for now.

Moen was still very worried.

Furthermore, he had absolutely no idea how to ease the tension between the two sides.

Or rather, Moen has a solution, but it's too early to say.

He's only at Sequence 8.

This was practically the first step in what he could think of as the only solution.

Moen is finally reaping the bitter fruits of his own actions, and this is only the tip of the iceberg.

He had yet to taste the true bitterness.

In his own palace, Moen was seriously considering the current general direction.

First, he needs Rose Lorian's help to advance to Sequence Seven.

Then, he needs to find a way to ease the tension between the Sacred Tree and the Shadow, at least to prevent them from actually fighting while he is away.

Finally, he had to speed things up; he needed to become a god as soon as possible!

Only by becoming a god could he truly take the first step in solving all of this.

Becoming a god is not something that can be rushed.

Thinking of this, Moen sighed deeply.

His own promotion would be no problem. But Moen was somewhat at a loss as to how to ease the tension between the Sacred Tree and the Shadow.

As he pondered this, Moen saw himself in the mirror.

Gradually, Moen suddenly had an idea.

Should I 'die' again?

No, no, no, if I were to die in front of them again, they would definitely go crazy.

but.

She is the key to the conflict between the Sacred Tree and the Shadow, which also means that she can be the link between the two.

Just give them a reason why they must join forces!

Then they can put aside their differences and choose to work together, at least not thinking about how to leave only one person behind before solving this problem.

Therefore, I cannot die, but I also cannot continue to live in front of them like this.

'So!'

Looking at himself in the mirror, Moen slowly stood up.

'I'm half dead!'

Moen's eyes widened suddenly.

The path to salvation has appeared!

However, a new problem immediately arose in front of Moen.

The sacred tree is fine; she'll definitely be willing to help me.

But how can we fool the Shadow?!

And how do you create a problem that even two goddesses working together struggle to solve?!

The moment this idea occurred to him, Moen's vast reserve of extraordinary knowledge provided countless solutions.

But in the end, he rejected them all.

Shadow is not only his right-hand woman, but also a genuine goddess, and an immortal who knows many secrets.

There were many ways I could think of, but none of them could stop her.

And if there's a way to definitely stop her.

That's too dangerous.

For example, the Valley of the Monuments, where the eldest sons lie in eternal rest, is the most mysterious gathering place that Moen could imagine in this world.

So many years have passed, and even Moen himself is unsure what exactly happened inside.

However, Moen remembered that he had used this to kill that guy Sals.

Moen had merely tricked him into entering the Stele Valley.

Even the dignified second-generation Lord of Prophecy, who once served the true eldest son, Sals, died in there in such an inexplicable way.

Moen dared not let Shadowy Valley get involved with Stele Valley.

He just wanted to buy himself some precious time for development, not to go through a nightmare of trying to win back his wife.