Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 1210 - 790: Diana (2)

"Lord Guy... You..."

Surt’s face was filled with concern.

The illusory giant face smiled:

"I know my own condition, just a crystal of life Divine Power, it doesn’t make much of a difference for me... This is the punishment left by Lord Neo, to lift it requires great divine power."

"Moreover... I don’t have the right to use it either."

He said self-deprecatingly.

Then, he glanced at Surt again:

"However, it might help stabilize Imhettel’s condition a bit; during these years of our slumber, he has worked too hard."

After speaking, the illusory giant face looked towards the slope outside the temple.

There, a one-eyed giant was sitting on a large rock, carving something with his head down, a gentle warmth on his simple face.

That was a Titan.

"Also... it’s time to tell him about the Goddess of Life. After all, I’m the master of the Ideal Country; I can’t allow the Ideal Country to suffer the baptism of war... So, about Imhettel..."

The illusory giant face looked at Surt, his gaze profound.

Surt gave a wry smile:

"I understand."

He said, scratching his head again:

"But... I’m afraid I won’t be able to persuade him."

"Do your best, I’m tired, I need to rest."

The illusory giant face spoke wearily.

With that said, the pale blue light slowly dissipated, retracting into the oil lamp.

Surt scratched his head, sighed, and exited the temple.

He reached the foot of the slope and shouted:

"Imhettel!"

Upon hearing his voice, the Titan Giant on the slope put away what he was holding and looked down the slope.

And upon seeing Surt, a hint of joy appeared in his single eye, and he smiled simply:

"Lord Surt... Sir!"

The Titan Giant called out while patting his own behind, stood up, and came in front of Surt.

Looking at the Titan Giant, who was taller than he was, Surt frowned:

"You’re too tall."

Imhettel awkwardly scratched his head, a flash of light passed over him, quickly shrinking to the same size as Surt.

"You... what brings you here?"

He asked respectfully.

Surt took out a crystal of life Divine Power and handed half of it to him:

"Here, this is a gift from the Goddess of Life, it can help stabilize your condition to avoid falling from the mythical level."

"It’s been a hard thousand years for you..."

He said, glancing at the other’s hand that was behind his back, raising an eyebrow:

"What were you just doing?"

"N-nothing..."

The Titan Giant Imhettel hurriedly put his hand behind his back, his expression somewhat shy.

But Surt, with sharp eyes and perhaps cheating with Divine Soul Power, quickly saw what the other was hiding was a humanoid sculpture.

It was an exquisitely crafted female sculpture, with pointed ears and a beautiful appearance, wearing a Divine Dress.

If players saw it, they would certainly be surprised to find that it was a statue of the Goddess.

Surt raised an eyebrow but did not expose him, instead lightly sighed and patted his shoulder:

"Imhettel..."

"The Goddess of Life has already ascended to great divine power, the crisis of the Elf Clan has been resolved, it’s time to tell these news to Diana, you don’t need to go to the continent every year looking for elves anymore."

Hearing Surt’s words, the Titan Giant’s expression slightly changed.

He hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, and fell silent.

Seeing his lost expression, thinking of what the illusory giant face just said, Surt’s expression turned somewhat complicated.

He let out a long sigh and said:

"Forget it... I’m not saying you must do anything, but... Diana has the right to know about what happens in the Segis World, you cannot make choices for others."

"Not to mention, the elves’ homeland, ultimately, is the Elf Forest."

Speaking, Surt glanced at him and said:

"This is true for Diana as well, especially since she is merely your guest and not a caged canary."

Patting the Titan Giant’s shoulder, Surt turned and left.

Imhettel’s expression changed for a moment, finally clenching his fists, lowering his head.

Looking at the Divine Power Crystal in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, put it away, and then walked toward the back of the temple group.

Behind the temple group, there is a cave. Imhettel reaches the cave’s end, standing before an ancient giant stone.

The giant stone is engraved with complex magic patterns and ancient texts, extremely mysterious.

Imhettel stands in front of the stone, muttering something, and as his chant continues, the patterns and texts on the stone gradually illuminate, emitting radiant light.

A faint space fluctuation arrives, the stone hums, and soon, a slowly rotating Space Gate emerges in the cave.

Looking at the shimmering Space Gate, a hint of amusement flashes in the Titan Giant’s eyes.

He tidies his appearance, leaps, and jumps inside.

The view changes; Titan Giant Imhettel appears in a forest.

This is a lush forest, comparable to the Elf Forest, though not as large.

The Titan Giant quickly crosses the forest and arrives at a meadow.

On the meadow, various strange plants grow, and a small town crafted from white giant stones is nestled within, faintly exhibiting an elvish style.

One after another, small figures can be seen laughing and playing among the flowers outside the town, their giggles pure and innocent, happy beyond measure.

These are young elves.

Further away, elves with hair of different colors are working in fields and village areas.

Everyone’s face carries a smile of happiness.

Music comes from the direction of the town, played by elves on their instruments, soothing and pleasant.

Gazing at the distant town, Imhettel smiles warmly.

His body once again changes and shrinks, then walks toward the town.

Seeing him, the elves stop their work, stand, bow, respectfully grateful:

"Lord Imhettel!"

Imhettel smiles, nodding clumsily, gesturing everyone to continue their tasks, while he walks straight in a certain direction.

Finally, he stops in front of a temple.

The temple is majestic, adorned with tree-shaped symbols. Imhettel goes inside, reaching the main hall.

In the main hall, a sacred and elegant statue of a Goddess is worshiped, and in front of the statue, a beautiful elf is softly praying.

She wears a holy Elf Priest dress, her silver hair shimmering, her appearance exquisite and beautiful.

If Eve were here, she would find this to be the missing demigod of the Elf Clan, Moonlight Queen Diana!

Only, her eyes are covered with a white cloth, and her figure seems a bit ethereal.

Upon hearing sounds behind her, the elf stops praying, turning slowly.

"Lord Imhettel?"

Her voice is gentle and pleasant.

Imhettel grins simply, his eyes filled with admiration.

He takes out the carved statue from his arms and hands it to the elf, saying with some stuttering:

"Di... Diana... a gift, happy birthday."

The elf pauses, taking the statue.

She caresses it for a moment, nodding lightly, her voice soft:

"Thank you, Lord Imhettel."

Imhettel’s smile becomes brighter.

He again pulls out the half piece of golden crystal from his arms and hands it to the elf:

"Diana..."

"Your... your body... can be healed."

Touching the golden crystal, Diana’s smile freezes on her face.

Suddenly, she excitedly grips Imhettel’s hands, trembling all over under his nervous and flustered gaze, asking excitedly:

"L-Lord Imhettel!"

"This thing... where did you obtain it?"