When Eight-cloud Ink opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a 13-year-old blonde girl wearing a very revealing Himitsu uniform kneeling in front of him.
Because the uniform itself was thin, and the girl was kneeling in front of Eight-cloud Ink, her young body was completely exposed to him.
"— Beloved of Water, pray sincerely."
"The light of eternal night born from the darkest silence, the purest darkness."
"Welcome, Your Majesty!"
The girl kneeling below did not receive a response for a long time after reciting the prayer.
However, as an Elven Maiden, she knew very well what kind of existence the person in front of her was.
Even if it was not the Elven King of Water that she served, it was still the Elven King.
Therefore, Eudora could only bury her head deeply and did not dare to make any unnecessary movements.
Then, Eudora heard —
It was a very strange voice, as if it was ringing directly in her mind.
"Get up, tell me your name, Elven Maiden."
"This lowly one's name is Eudora Cecil."
The blonde girl named Eudora slowly stood up and carefully raised her head to glance at Eight-cloud Ink.
Then, the girl lowered her head with a red face.
[Just like the rumors, His Majesty the Elven King of Darkness has a breathtaking beauty —]
[Aiya! Eudora, how can you think like that, the most beautiful one must be His Majesty the Elven King of Water.]
Eight-cloud Ink had the status of the Elven King of Darkness.
Even if his strength was not comparable to the traditional Five Elven King, he still had absolute natural dominance over all the Himitsu.
Eight-cloud Ink could clearly sense what the girl in front of him was thinking.
Eight-cloud Ink did not know whether to laugh or cry at the thoughts that flashed through the 13-year-old Elven Maiden's mind.
"Alright, you can leave the Great Sacrificial Hall first, I came here for an important matter, go outside the hall and don't let anyone in."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Without any hesitation, Eudora bowed and took a few steps back before turning around and leaving the hall.
After the Great Elven Sacrificial Hall's gate was closed, Eight-cloud Ink left the altar and went to the hall's center.
He turned around and looked at his own statue on the altar.
"Tch, who carved it? It doesn't look like it at all …"
After complaining to himself, Eight-cloud Ink smiled at Isa Leah's statue and said, "Isa Leah, are you still not coming out?"
"Aiyaya, I was wondering if you would do something interesting to my Little Witch, Yagyun."
With a flash of light, Isa Leah appeared in the Grand Sacrificial Hall.
Holding a crystal bottle in her arms, Isa Leah's face seemed to always have a smile.
Her blue eyes swept across the Eight-cloud Ink as Isa Leah sat on the edge of the altar.
"This is the first time I've tried to come here by descending." Eight-cloud Ink opened his folding fan with a swoosh. "I didn't expect to cause such a big commotion. If I knew, I would've come through the Two World Mountain like before."
"You're also an Elven King, you need to show your greatness occasionally. Why did you come here this time? "
"I have something to ask you."
Eight-cloud Ink didn't plan to be polite and directly stated his intentions.
"The Elemental Elven Realm, as well as its corresponding mortal world, was originally an independent underworld mechanism that operated on its own, right?"
Isa Leah nodded, her eyebrows curving as she gently stroked the crystal bottle in her arms.
The bright and clean bottle reflected her beautiful face.
"You're asking about this? Looks like you've found out … "
"You know about it too?"
"Of course —"
Isa Leah rolled her eyes at Eight-cloud Ink.
"Unlike you, the original Five Elven King were originally a part of this world. We're naturally the most sensitive to the changes in this world."
"Originally, after the Elemental Elven Realm and the mortal world's creatures died, their souls would automatically return to the origin of the world. Although there's a very low chance of reincarnation here, there's no such thing as the underworld in your world."
Isa Leah explained softly.
"However, some time ago, the origin of the world suddenly intersected with the underworld in your world. After we determined that the change was caused by you and that it wouldn't have any adverse effects on this side, we decided to wait and see."
At this point, Isa Leah jumped off the altar and walked to Eight-cloud Ink's side. She tiptoed and reached out to gently stroke Eight-cloud Ink's face.
"Gulp …"
The fragrance lingering in his nose and the itchiness from his cheeks made Eight-cloud Ink take a step back.
"Hehe …" Seeing Eight-cloud Ink's reaction, Isa Leah covered her mouth and chuckled.
"I don't know when you've become like this."
"Don't worry about it. It's just that my strength is gradually returning to its peak, and my personality is starting to change back."
"Looks like I need to get to know you all again."
Isa Leah immediately raised her eyebrows. "Okay, then do you want to consider moving here? The Elemental Elven Realm isn't any worse than Utopia, right? "
"That won't be necessary …"
Eight-cloud Ink shook his head and refused.
"… My sister will be angry. I have one home, and will only have one forever, and that is Utopia."
"How boring!"
Isa Leah's eyes showed a hint of displeasure.
"What's so good about that old woman who always pretends to be young …"
A gap opened, and a purple beam suddenly shot out from within, and arrived in front of Isa Leah in the blink of an eye.
"Boom —!!!"
The beam was blocked by Isa Leah's crystal bottle, but other things flew out from the gap.
Billboards, road signs, traffic lights, pots and pans, swords, peaches, frozen frogs, yogurt bottles, and even a few plates of fried tofu from Eight-cloud Ink …
It seems that something strange has sneaked in, please don't mind it.
Accompanied by the sad cries of Blue Heartache's fried tofu and a strange commotion, Violet came out from the gap with a bright smile on her face with a parasol.
"Ah, someone seemed to have said something extraordinary just now, but I didn't hear it clearly. Can someone please repeat it?"
The elegant, beautiful, and forever seventeen-year-old peeping — bah, I mean sister — stood in front of Eight-cloud Ink, smiling as she looked at Isa Leah, who was scrambling to avoid the strange barrage of bullets.
"I didn't hear it clearly? Sure enough, your eyesight is blurred. But to peep at your own brother all the time like this, you're really a monster … "
Isa Leah didn't seem to get along with Violet, especially when she mentioned that Violet was peeping at Eight-cloud Ink, she seemed to be a little angry.
Turning around, Violet leaned her whole body against Eight-cloud Ink, and turned her head to look at Isa Leah provocatively.
"Our brother won't mind, after all, we're his dearest sister."
"That, sister …"
Violet looked up, squinted her eyes at Eight-cloud Ink, and smiled like a flower.
Eight-cloud Ink instantly broke out in cold sweat.
"No, nothing, everything is up to sister."
"That's right …" Violet smiled with satisfaction.
On the other side, Isa Leah made a sound of dissatisfaction. "Hmph!!"
"Okay, let's talk about the Underworld."
Seeing that the two were about to confront each other again, Eight-cloud Ink hurriedly spoke.
The atmosphere eased a little. Violet gracefully sat on the gap, grabbed a strand of Eight-cloud Ink's long hair and put it in her palm, and Isa Leah's eyes twitched.
Forcing herself to ignore this, Isa Leah looked at Eight-cloud Ink unhappily and said, "The Underworld is a good thing for the Elemental Elf World."
"Of course."
Tapping her lips with the folding fan, Violet said.
"After all, the Underworld management system with a perfect trial mechanism can make your world more complete. For this, I really have to thank Mo 'er."
Although she didn't like Violet, Isa Leah agreed with this sentence, so she nodded at Eight-cloud Ink and thanked her.
"I've discussed with the other four Elven King, and we'll strengthen the road to the Underworld here, so that the communication between the two worlds can be smoother, which will also help the Elemental Elf World to improve itself."
When Isa Leah said this, she suddenly changed the topic.
"But I'm curious. According to Yakumo's situation, as your fantasy land gradually becomes independent, the impact on the world that Yakumo has been to will be greater and greater."
"It's fine here, there's no Underworld or God of the Underworld, but what will happen to the worlds that already have their own Underworld and have already given birth to their own Underworld Gods? Won't a war break out because you're fighting for territory and business? I've learned about the various myths and legends on your side, is it true that the Crooked Hall can defeat the Underworld of other worlds? "
"Moe is justice! We have the Meow King! "Eight-cloud Ink suddenly said.
"Smack!"
Purple's folding fan patted him on the head with neither too much nor too little force.
"You don't have to worry about that."
Violet turned her head and looked at Eight-cloud Ink, her beautiful eyes full of admiration and love.
"Mo 'er really amazes me time and time again. Now, the great barrier has begun to merge with Mo' er herself. Once this is complete, the fantasy land will become one of the highest level worlds, and the combat power of the entire fantasy land will greatly increase. Ah, little brother, I'm really liking you more and more. "
"Hey hey …"
In the face of his big sister's praise, Eight-cloud Ink blushed a little awkwardly.
"Hmph …"
Isa Leah immediately felt a burst of anger in her heart.
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