After the audition, Josiah and Hiri left the Falosi Mansion first, while Mrs. Sizer held a farewell party for the actors of Black Swan, wishing them a smooth first movie shooting.
As a member of Black Swan, Taylin did not participate in this short party. Although she had been in Black Swan for several years, she did not know many people in the troupe.
After tidying up the Black Swan rehearsal venue with the maids, Taylin returned to her room.
Her room in the Falosi Mansion was not big, and could only accommodate a bed and a desk.
She could be said to be at the bottom of the Black Swan Mansion, which was the so-called small role. She only had the opportunity to appear on stage when some of the actresses in the troupe were temporarily unable to appear on stage.
As soon as she returned to her room, she directly lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.
As an elf, her talent in magic and archery were far superior to ordinary people. Even if she left Black Swan, she could rely on these to find a decent job.
But there was a purpose for her to stay in the troupe. It was a very simple purpose, and that was to become famous.
The purpose of her pursuit of fame was not for her own status and wealth, but for her tribe.
Taylin stretched out her hand, and a snow-white seed appeared in her palm. This was the seed that the elves called the "World Tree."
Every tribe of the Elves guarded a World Tree. When the World Tree collapsed, it also announced the extinction of the tribe of the Elves. Not only would the surviving Elves lose all their power, but they would also lose the right to have their own surnames.
Just as Taylin carefully looked at the seed, the door of her room was pushed open, and an elf girl with black inscriptions on her body walked in.
"You shouldn't show up in front of that guy, Taylin."
Frey looked worriedly at her only friend of the same race in the Falosi Mansion. At the beginning of the Black Swan audition, she had reminded Taylin countless times to give up the trial.
It was a pity that her overly optimistic elf friend did not listen to her advice and still walked onto the audition stage.
"He is a very dangerous demon! Furthermore, it seems to be spying on our clan's ancient tree! Have you forgotten how your clan was … "
Frey repeatedly emphasized the danger of Josiah, but she suddenly calmed down halfway through her last sentence because her next words would undoubtedly poke at her friend's sore spot.
"It's alright, Frey. As far as I can remember, our race has never been attacked by demons, nor are we orcs."
Taylin shook her head to show that she wasn't affected. She stared at the World Tree that had turned into a seed in her hand. This meant that her race, the Frost Elves, had gone extinct over ten years ago.
She could be said to be the last remaining Frost Elf in the world, and the only hope of the Frost Elves.
"That day, I only remember seeing a gray mist …"
Taylin recalled the scene from more than ten years ago, and her voice that was full of vitality finally trembled a little.
"I didn't even know what it was. When I came back to my senses, everyone was swallowed by the mist …"
The young elf lady clutched her forehead and her slender body trembled slightly.
The horrifying memories surged in her mind like a flood that had its floodgates opened. Once she recalled it, she would never be able to forget it.
"It's alright, Taylin!"
Seeing that her friend's condition wasn't right, Frey immediately reached out and hugged her trembling body.
"The Blackwood Clan welcomes you at any time. After returning to the Falosi Mansion this time, our clan leader will accept you."
Frey used a calming spell to comfort her friend. After a while, Taylin recovered from the horrifying memories.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I still have the heavy responsibility of making this World Tree grow again."
The Frost Elf examined the seed in her hand that was emitting a cold aura. Every clan of elves protected a World Tree. As long as there was a seed, the World Tree would eventually grow again.
"But Taylin … This is something that only a god can do!" Frey said.
To the elves, the World Tree was like a god. The Blackwood Clan's belief in the ancient black tree was nourished by the Blackwood Elves' belief for generations.
Therefore, the prosperity of a clan of elves was closely related to the flourishing of the World Tree. The stronger the World Tree, the larger the clan of elves it protected.
The Frost Elves had long since gone extinct in that unknown calamity, and only Taylin was left with the faith of the Frost Elves. It wasn't even enough for the World Tree's seed to sprout, let alone grow into a towering ancient tree.
Gathering belief was something that only a god could do.
"That's not necessarily true. Our clan's World Tree has already fused with me."
Taylin gently clenched her fist, and the World Tree seed disappeared from her palm.
"I think I only need to make someone fall in love with me."
The Frost Elf didn't know what to do at the moment, but when men were attracted to her because of her appearance, Taylin felt that the World Tree seed in her body seemed to have received some kind of nourishment.
She didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she didn't intend to give up on her clan so easily.
"Who fell in love with you … Is that why you're so stubborn to stay in the Black Swan? But … Taylin, you don't have any talent for acting. "
It was already praiseworthy that she didn't have any talent for acting. This Frost Elf had never participated in any performances before. The reason why Mrs. Sizer kept her in the Black Swan was because of the Blackwood Elves.
"There's no need to have talent for acting. I'm very confident in my singing, so … I'll definitely find a way."
As Taylin spoke, she even hummed softly a few times. This Frost Elf's voice was indeed very pleasant to the ears.
However, to become a qualified singer, just having a pleasant voice wasn't enough. For someone like her, she could at most be a wandering poet.
But would there really be people who worshipped wandering poets? No one knew the answer because there weren't many famous wandering poets in this world.
"Yes … I'll definitely find a way."
Seeing the faint smile on her Frost Elf friend's face, Frey couldn't bring herself to say anything that would hurt her. If her entire tribe perished in a single night, Frey wouldn't be as optimistic as this Frost Elf.
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