"The Holy Tree has bloomed."
Elven Queen Heerman sat on her throne, her eyes closed as she breathed in the Holy Tree's fragrance. The Holy Tree's fragrance was a lethal poison to other races, but to the elves, it was a treasure comparable to the Spring of Life. It could extend the elves' lifespan and youth.
The Holy Tree's blooming was a rare occurrence in a thousand years. Many elves had never seen the miracle of the Holy Tree blooming their entire lives.
Hillman was supposed to be enjoying the grand occasion of the Holy Tree blooming, but her expression was not one of joy or intoxication. Instead, it was extremely solemn.
"Granny, how many times has it bloomed?"
Hillman slowly opened her eyes and turned to look at the silver-haired elf sitting beside her. The silver-haired elf was extremely beautiful, even more beautiful than Hillman who was Queen Hillman. However, all the elves addressed the silver-haired elf as' Granny '.
No one knew what Granny's real name was. The only reason she addressed her that way was because she had always addressed herself as' Granny '.
The elves only knew that Granny was the elf who had lived the longest. She had lived for as long as the history of the elves. Granny was also the strongest elf. Even Queen Hillman was brought up by her.
The elves revered and respected Granny. Apart from her beautiful looks, the highest seniority, and the strongest strength, it was also because she was the only elf who could communicate with the World Holy Tree.
"The eighth time," Granny answered.
Hillman whispered, "A long, long time ago, the holy elf Maya once prophesied that the World Holy Tree could only bloom nine times. The ninth blooming of the Holy Tree meant the arrival of the apocalypse. Now, the Holy Tree has bloomed eight times. Granny, do you think Maya's prophecy is true?"
"Perhaps," Granny answered.
This answer, which was filled with uncertainty and was somewhat perfunctory, made Hillman frown slightly.
Although the Holy Tree only bloomed once in a thousand years, Maya's prophecy would happen at least a thousand years later even if it was true. Even as the elf queen, it was difficult for her to have a lifespan of a thousand years. By then, she would not need to experience the prophesied apocalypse.
However, if the prophecy of the apocalypse was true, what would happen to the elves a thousand years later?
The only thing Heerman could do was to determine the veracity of Maya's prophecy and warn the elves of the future. The only person she could ask was Granny, who had experienced eight blossoms of the Holy Tree and lived for at least eight thousand years.
Hillman asked again, "Granny, is it that even you can't confirm the authenticity of the Mayan prophecy?"
"Yes."
Granny, who was sitting on the snow-white meditation cushion, nodded indifferently. Her body moved slightly, and the hem of her black dress moved slightly, revealing a small portion of her ankle. It was even whiter than the meditation cushion.
Hillman inadvertently glanced at her and felt a little envious. Even the Sidhe Queen could not withstand the ravages of time. One day, her skin would age, turn yellow, and be covered with wrinkles. However, her grandmother, who had lived for a long time, did not seem to be affected. Eternal youth was something that every woman yearned for, and the Sidhe Queen was no exception.
"Granny, if the Apocalypse comes, will you still be immortal?" Hillman couldn't help but ask.
"Maybe," said Granny.
Hillman's face was filled with astonishment. He felt that there was something wrong with his mother-in-law today.
She turned her head and realized that her mother-in-law was indeed looking distracted. Hence, she asked, "Granny, did something happen? Why do you look troubled? "
Granny fell silent for a long while before saying something that left Hillman confused. "I've waited for ten thousand years. He's finally here."
"Him?"
Hillman asked, "Who is he?"
Granny revealed a rare smile. The smile that rippled the corners of her mouth made her beautiful face look indescribably beautiful. "He's the person I've been waiting for ten thousand years."
Her answer, which was as good as not saying anything, and her tone of voice, left Hillman somewhat dumbfounded. Was this still the cold, wise, and detached Granny she knew?
Who could make Granny behave so strangely?
Furthermore, ten thousand years. How long was that?
Hillman asked curiously, "Granny, who is he?"
Granny pursed her lips and smiled. "You will meet him soon."
Hillman was slightly taken aback as she felt even more curious.
At that moment, hurried footsteps sounded from outside the palace. A female elf in a guard uniform barged in.
"No good, Your Majesty!" The elf guard barged into the queen's bedroom with an anxious tone.
Hillman frowned. "Guard captain, what urgent matter makes you dare barge into This Queen's bedroom?"
The elf guard in front of her was Water Lotus, whom Hillman had personally appointed. She had always followed the rules and performed her duties responsibly, but at that moment, she was so anxious that she had forgotten to inform the queen and barged in. It was obvious that it was an urgent matter.
When Water Lotus heard that, she suddenly recalled that she had forgotten to knock on the door to inform the queen. She hurriedly knelt down and apologized. "Sorry, I was too anxious. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Hillman waved her hand. "Forget it. Since it's an urgent matter, quickly say it."
Water Lotus seemed to be in a nervous and shocked state as she stammered, "Young Princess, Young Princess …"
Hillman's frown deepened. "What did that lass do this time?"
Queen Hillman had always been dissatisfied with her daughter, Wilicia Kali. She always felt that the child was too lively and active. Her cultivation talent wasn't considered outstanding to begin with. Furthermore, she spent all day in the woods. It was unlikely that she would amount to anything great in the future and was probably unqualified to inherit her throne.
Hillman only wished that the child would not embarrass the royal family, but it seemed like something unexpected had happened.
Water Lotus said with a trembling voice, "Young Princess brought back a human!"
"What!?"
Hillman widened her eyes in disbelief as she suddenly stood up from the throne.
"Hey, I'm begging you. Don't follow us anymore!"
Cherryblossoms cried as she pleaded with Shi Xiaobai, who had steeled his heart to follow her. Any further forward and they would be entering the territory of the pixies. If the guards saw a human following her and the princess, it would be disastrous.
Ignoring the fact that she had committed a grave mistake by bringing back a human, more importantly, the pixies had always hated humans. Those shameless human merchants had captured pixies and sold them as slaves to the nobles. It had long instigated an irreconcilable hatred between the two races. If the guards saw a human at the entrance of the territory, they would definitely kill him on the spot without a second word.
Although Cherryblossoms hated humans, she had to admit that the human youth who would rather have his arm bleed than harm the princess wasn't that hateful. The kind her did not wish for the youth to die here.
Cherryblossoms stopped and said with a sullen expression, "Don't follow us anymore. I've already said that the pixies hate humans the most. The guards will not listen to your excuses, nor will they show any mercy. They will definitely kill you if they see you!"
Even though the youth had demonstrated extraordinary strength, he was still at the Postnatal realm. Even the strongest human might not be able to defeat Pixie Queen Hillman. Furthermore, there was the even more unfathomable Granny. If the youth dared trespass into the pixies' territory, he would definitely die.
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