Leaving aside the enmity between the nonhumans of the Western Continent, the elven capital of the Eastern Continent, Trinia was changing subtly as well.
To prevent a falling-out with the believers of Luna, the Silver Moon Goddess, Xi Wei had specifically forbidden the Players from modifying the elven capital, and Life Skills such as Construct and Nurture would not work in Trinia.
After all, most wood elves were artists who nitpicked every hair on the head, and almost every building in the city had been built according to elven aesthetic standards after much deliberation.
The elves already found the Lifestone an eyesore in Trinia, and if the Players were to build thatched huts or dig holes in the ground, it would be no less than smearing a layer of dog poop on their ancestor's statue, and there would be an eighty percent chance that unnecessary conflict would break out when the time comes.
Be that as it may, the Elven Capital was a strange and novel place that incessantly tickled the Players' curiosity, with some Players who weren't that keen on leveling up coming here for sightseeing and exploration.
Selene hated it. As a wood elf of the younger generation, her perception of humans was the same as that of cherry baboons in the forest. While she didn't hate them and found them interesting from the distance, she would never want to live peacefully or even in the same room.
And yet, her foolish younger brother, James, was different from most wood elves. He had never liked learning elven arts since he was young, and his quick-wittedness made it difficult for him to follow the teachings of Pecora, the Goddess of the Forest, to 'quietly become one with nature'. At the same time, his exuberant curiosity and fondness for the day prevented him from following the Silver Moon Goddess's requirement for her believers to stay 'bathing in moonlight'.
At first, she had been worried about her brother, afraid that he wouldn't find a god to believe in.
Unlike humans, elves did not seek faith just to gain the protection of their gods, but to find a place for their souls to return to after death.
In elven tradition, if the gods did not accept the non-believers after death, they would eventually descend into hell and be roasted by the flames for eternity, never to be freed.
And yet, after experiencing the so-called 'banquet' of the humans, James became curious about their lives. He would always run around behind the humans, occasionally acting as a guide to point out the way in the Trinia Forests or something like that.
This couldn't go on.
Selene, who was about to dry her bedsheets outside, felt a little anxious. Although Jamu still had over a thousand years to live, the elves believed that it was better to find a god as soon as possible. After all, a person's contribution to the gods was limited, and the sooner they joined the corresponding church, the longer they would be able to earn their faith. That way, they would be able to receive preferential treatment from the gods after their deaths.
She didn't want her younger brother to be swayed by those baboon-like humans to believe in some strange god.
"Huh? Is James not here today?"
At this time, a man's voice sounded behind her.
Selene instinctively turned around and stared at him vigilantly.
She recognized this human male.
His name was Marni Wilf, and he appeared to be a warrior, but like necromancers, he could manipulate the souls of the dead. By the way, wouldn't that be enough to conclude that these humans were not good people? Why would Her Majesty the Queen form an alliance with these guys?
"He's out on business," Selene replied stiffly.
She was lying. In fact, Jamu had already mentioned that he was going out with his human friends today, and he was merely heading to the arrowhead forest not far from his house to pick some natural arrowheads to craft arrows.
"Oh, that's a little troublesome …" Marni scratched his head in distress. "I was supposed to see the arcanum in the Trinia Forests today."
As mentioned before, this world was formed by the integration of countless planes, similar to a multiverse composed of countless bubbles.
Naturally, there would be tiny bubbles as well, since the Prime Material Plane was one of them.
Those tiny bubbles would attach themselves to the larger bubbles, using the complete Rule system of the major plane to maintain their existence, forming mini dimensions known as arcanum.
Although there might not be anything good in the Arcane Dungeon, there were definitely sights that could not be seen in the outside world. Just this alone was worth exploring by the players.
For some reason, Selene felt a little thrill of vengeance when she saw Marni's troubled look.
Still, such a simple lie would be exposed once Jamu returned.
At that thought, Selene couldn't help feeling a little irritated.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind. A mischievous thought appeared in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it.
"Since Jamu has something to do, why don't I bring you to the arcanum?" The elven girl patted her shapely breasts, doing her best to appear sincere. "Don't judge me by my looks — I used to be a skilled forest ranger! That is, until I took an arrow to my knee. "
Marni hesitated for a moment, but his curiosity about the arcanum prevailed.
He nodded at the elven girl. "I'll be counting on you then."
Afraid that they would bump into Jamu, Selene didn't prepare much. She simply put on the leather armor she used to wear, muttering 'why does it feel a little tight on my chest', and picked up the dagger she had maintained until it shone brightly. Then, she was ready to leave.
"The Trinia Forests is the shared domain of two gods." Selene didn't forget to explain to Marni, who was following behind her. "But that is exactly why the space in Trinia is weaker than other places due to the clash of the two gods' powers, and many unusual arcanum entrances have appeared in the forests."
"Thanks to that, we have to deal with monsters from different arcanums that invade the Prime Material Plane every year."
Selene grinned mischievously at an angle Marni couldn't see. She did her best to hold back her mirth, and spoke with a serious tone, "Now, I'm bringing you to the arcanum entrance that once sealed a devil from hell."
"A devil?" Marni appeared surprised, but there was a hint of eagerness on his face. "I've never seen such a thing!"
"Huh? Aren't you afraid?" The elven girl was a little surprised.
"What's there to be afraid of? It's just death at worst!"
His carefree attitude was a little creepy, and the elven girl couldn't help wondering if there was something wrong with the human concept of life and death.
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Chapter 211:
The Elven Girl's Prank (Part One)
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