Chapter 59 - Vixanne Cindy

Bonus chapter as thanks to A.M‘s kofis~

This sentence caused Suo Fei to bite back the words that sprang to his lips.

He wanted to hear what Grantlyn wanted to say. What could he possibly say?

Suo Fei shifted his gaze to Grantlyn with a calm expression. Even though he was slightly curious, he didn’t show it. He looked at Grantlyn without saying anything. His expression indicated that if he wanted to say something, then just say it and if he didn’t, then quickly get out of here.

Grantlyn stared at Suo Fei and was somewhat at a loss seeing Suo Fei’s expression. To be honest, Grantlyn had a remarkable appearance. Being a Pureblood elf, having a beautiful face was a given.

Unlike Manzy’s gorgeous and somewhat fierce beauty, people often overlook his appearance due to his age and temperament.

But when he hid his indifference and softened his expression, one would discover that he had an extremely exquisite appearance.

His voice was gentle but solemn, “Fey, I didn’t betray the Elven race. It’s impossible for me to betray my own race. I will always be proud of being a Pureblood elf. Our honour and our lineage would never change. ”

If these words were to be told to Sofey Evans, he might have been moved, but for Suo Fei, he simply didn’t care. What Elven race? What lineage? I’m so sorry. I’m someone from Earth so that just can’t stir me up.

In Grantlyn’s eyes, however, he was Sofey Evans, so he had to act as if he was moved.

Suo Fei opened his mouth and said, “But you cut down the Holy Tree. That was the glory that God had bestowed upon us. ”

Hearing this, Grantlyn’s expression dimmed and his gentle tone became ice-cold, “Glory? No, that’s our disgrace!”

Suo Fei stared at him.

Grantlyn calmed himself down before he bluntly diverted the topic, “How’s the recovery of your wound? Is it still painful?”

Suo Fei was stunned by the sudden change in topic, but he still instinctively replied, “It doesn’t hurt anymore. It’s just a little itchy.”

“Turn around and let me have a look. ”

Suo Fei was unable to make sense of the matter. He almost thought that he had missed something that Grantlyn had said. We were initially talking about the Holy Tree so why does he want to look at his wound now?

While Suo Fei was stunned, Grantlyn leaned over and turned Suo Fei’s back to him, exposing his wound.

Suo Fei was stunned. He didn’t notice it when he was inside the quilt but when his body was exposed, he realised that he actually wasn’t wearing any clothes!

The cold fingers that touched his back snapped him out of his daze. He instantly turned around and glared at Grantlyn.

Grantlyn only smiled and said, “It’s recovered well. Come, I’ll bring you somewhere.”

Suo Fei slightly calmed down. Alright. He could understand that perhaps Grantlyn had something to say in that particular place. So the reason he inspected his wounds was to determine if he was able to move?

Although Suo Fei felt resentful towards Grantlyn, leaving the room was exactly what he wanted. If the wound hadn’t recovered, he would have pretended that it already was.

Suo Fei dressed himself neatly after grabbing clothes from the bedside.

Watching him move so nimbly, the corner of Grantlyn’s mouth hooked up slightly, “Fey, you’ve grown up.”

Suo Fei looked up and sneered, “This is all thanks to you.”

Grantlyn paused slightly before pretending that he didn’t hear it.

In fact, when they were inside the room, Suo Fei vaguely felt that the decorations of the room were archetypal of a certain race. At the very least, they were definitely not in the territory of the Elves nor the Celestials. This was because the territories of these two were bright.

On the contrary, this bedroom was decorated mostly of black and purple hues. In Yalance, the only race who normally used these two colours was the Demons.

Moreover, Grantlyn had such a close relationship with the Demons hence it was extremely likely that they were in the Demon territory. Even so, he still had to confirm it with his own eyes.

Suo Fei followed Grantlyn in leaving the room and his conjecture was almost certainly sure.

Celestials didn’t have night-time while Demons didn’t have daytime.

This was certainly the capital city of the Demons that was filled with boundless darkness —— the Demon Realm.

When Suo Fei recalled Grantlyn telling him that he didn’t betray his race or something, he simply wanted to laugh. The Elves and the Celestials were close so although Elves were not arch-enemies with the Demons, they had drawn clear boundaries between them.

Grantlyn was not only close with the Demons, he could even freely enter the Demon Realm as he wished! Tsk tsk. Saying that you’re not a betrayer and what nots, stop covering up the truth alright!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Grantlyn led the way while Suo Fei followed from behind. Although he kept looking straight ahead, it didn’t stop him from looking around. The scene was not entirely unfamiliar to him.

Although the Demon Realm was also known as the City of Darkness, it only had no daylight. As the sky was dark purple, no matter what the colour of the ground was, it would always be enveloped by a dark purple hue, so dark that it almost seemed black. Nevertheless, this didn’t affect the people’s vision in any way.

The two had not walked for a long time when Grantlyn stopped in front of a towering building. It was a black building that seemed to be built using only one huge material which was then transformed by a craftsman into a pointed, Gothic-style building.

Suo Fei felt terrified looking at it from afar. The place was like the entrance of a bottomless abyss and like a mouth of a ferocious beast, causing people to tremble in fear. However, their destination was evidently that fearsome place.

Since Grantlyn walked in, Suo Fei could only summon up his courage and follow him. He was already inside the enemy camp so he might as well throw away his fears. If Grantlyn wanted to kill him, he didn’t need to go through all this trouble.

The building was unexpectedly narrow. The passageway could barely allow two people to walk side by side. Suo Fei didn’t want to walk side by side with Grantlyn at all, so he followed him from behind. Grantlyn didn’t have any opinion on this matter.

He walked ahead of Suo Fei. After passing through the extremely narrow path, the two came across a wide open space. Suo Fei was quite astonished to discover that the building was completely hollow. Moreover, it was extremely bright inside. This brightness in the Demon Realm that was in utter darkness was too out of the blue.

Grantlyn stared at a certain spot as he said to Suo Fei, “Follow me. ”

As he spoke, he walked towards that direction. Suo Fei followed. As he neared, he discovered an emerald green mist fluttering in the wind. When Grantlyn approached, the mist suddenly dissipated, revealing the sight behind it.

Suo Fei saw several picture scrolls that were hung side by side.

The picture scrolls were portraits of Elves. There was nothing remarkable about them... Wait. Suo Fei squinted his eyes when he felt that some of them seemed out of place.

In Yalance, the Elves had the highest magic affinity. Hence, nearly seventy percent of their population were mages. In addition, the Elves had high agility. As such, the remaining thirty percent of their population were archers.

To put it simply, the Elves only had mages and archers.

In the portraits in front of him, the first one was an archmage wearing a robe and holding a staff. The second portrait was an archer in an equestrian outfit who was drawing his bow. These two portraits were within his expectations. However, the person in the third picture was an assassin wearing an assassin robe and holding a dagger. The fourth portrait was even more outrageous. It was actually a berserker wielding a two-handed sword. While the fifth portrait... was a paladin wearing armour, holding a greatsword on one hand and a shield on the other.

In the last portrait, Suo Fei was unable to determine whether the elf was a man or a woman. The person’s long hair was verdant green. The person was wearing a flimsy white robe. Floating in the air, the person’s palms were pressed together and eyes were tightly shut. Holy Light that was the same colour as jade surrounded the entire person. Below was an endless ocean of flowers.

Grantlyn was fixedly staring at the portraits as his mind seemed to be lost in a memory from a long time ago.

“They are the ancestors of us Elves. ”

Suo Fei frowned. He had almost cleared the game of Yalance so how could he had not heard of these people?

“But, they’ve already disappeared. They’ve been swallowed up by this world.”

Grantlyn turned to look at Suo Fei. Although his voice was gentle, Suo Fei could still hear the fury that he was trying to conceal within him, “Once, us Elves had been prosperous. We had been so formidable. But now, we are being trapped in this place, unable to return to our homeland. In this place, we’re being worn down little by little. Then, it will swallow us and exterminate our race.”

“And our foolish king in Valinor actually immersed himself in this tranquility that was fabricated by the Devil, comfortably waiting for death without the slightest bit of resistance. God-bestowed Holy Tree?” Grantlyn sneered as he continued, “What a joke. The God of us Elves had never been here. That so-called Holy Tree is a shackle, a shackle that traps us!”

“He had already devoured our explosive power, our strength, our robust bodies as well as our ability to communicate with nature, only leaving us with a little bit of magic affinity and that ridiculous agility. And those stupid Elves still think that our race is superior?”

Suo Fei calmly listened. Then he asked, “Because of this, you can wordlessly forsake your wife and only son who had always accompanied you?”

Grantlyn was caught in a daze and didn’t utter a word.

Suo Fei stared at him unblinkingly as he asked, “Did you know? Vixanne is dead.”

Despite asking, Suo Fei was already clearly aware that Grantlyn knew of this matter. It wasn’t a secret, nor was it something that could be concealed. Perhaps Grantlyn knew this earlier than Suo Fei did.

“In order to save me, Vixanne used a forbidden technique and died of over-exhaustion. Are you satisfied?”

Grantlyn didn’t look at Suo Fei but merely frowned. After a period of silence, he said, “She knew about everything.”

Suo Fei was stunned. Grantlyn’s voice was so faint that he nearly didn’t hear it.

Grantlyn raised his head, his line of sight landing on the last portrait. The elf had his eyes closed. His long green hair fluttered in the wind. His hands were pressed together in a beautiful and devout manner. Countless beautiful flowers crowded beneath his feet.

“Your mother’s full name is Vixanne Cindy. She was the only daughter of the God of Nature, Cindy, who had long disappeared.” Grantlyn pointed at the elf who had long, verdant green hair. “This, is her father.”

The author has something to say: Cough, don’t worry. Ultimate gong is already on the way.