Free Web NovelVieya could see the exhaustion buried deep in Aislin’s eyes—dull and lightless, yet she still had to force herself to keep going, like a little lamb drained to the bone. Just a week ago, those eyes had still been bright and full of hope.
Looks like these past few days haven’t been easy for her. And that makes sense... Mom collapsed, Dad was an unreliable silly bird, the clan had just survived a disaster, and there was a whole pile of messes waiting to be cleaned up.
To be fair, if all of that had been dumped on Vieya, she didn’t think her mood would be much better either.
But according to Isabelle, these days Aislin had been doing everything she could to hold the elves together—handling the important matters personally, learning while doing, sleeping only four hours a day. She was basically a superhero.
Vieya guessed this elven young lady was using work to distract herself from her emotions—like how when people are sad, they always have to find something to occupy their attention so it hurts a little less. Sleeping, gaming, listening to music... but Aislin didn’t have time for any of that, so she chose work.
After the visit, Phoenix stayed behind in the sickroom to keep watch. Vieya and the others didn’t linger. They left some fruit and fresh flowers, then said goodbye and left.
Halfway along, when the two groups were about to split up, Vieya suddenly turned back and invited Aislin to relax a little. “Want to have lunch together later?”
“Lunch... sorry, I think I have work at noon.”
Aislin tucked hair behind her ear and sighed softly. “The grassland-side humans have been requesting an audience, and their application’s been pushed back for three days without being processed. I’m planning to handle it today.”
As she spoke, she paused, then glanced at Vieya carefully and asked tentatively, “Then... tonight? I can squeeze out a bit of time tonight? We can celebrate that you’ve recovered?”
“Mom, Aislin-sis still has work. Don’t bother her,” Jasmine muttered, tugging at Vieya’s clothes.
Isabelle nodded along beside them.
“Exactly.”
“Master still needs to focus on recovering.”
To her, when Master woke up this morning she still needed someone beside her to help her get out of bed properly. The most urgent thing was clearly going back to bed to rest, drinking a few bowls of fish soup, then going back to sleep. How could she be running around everywhere?
The slime girl was speechless.
She could figure out what those two were thinking with her toes.
It was just that this world didn’t have Sima Zhao. Otherwise, she would’ve made you learn what “Sima Zhao’s intentions are obvious to all” meant.
Right then, an elf ran up from ahead to report to Aislin that the guests had arrived in the reception hall. The elders were present, but they still had to wait for the Elven Queen to make the decision.
Seeing this, Aislin lowered her gaze and apologized to Vieya again, then hurried off.
Being a manager really looked exhausting. freewёbnoνel.com
Back then, managing a six-person squad had almost made Vieya so angry she shut down on the spot.
‘Fine—tonight, then. Still, who’s showing up to pay a visit to the elves at a time like this? Really knows how to pick the moment.’
Who could it be?
Vieya rested her chin on her hand, thinking.
“Mom, should we go back and rest?” Jasmine noticed her mom staring into the distance. “If you can’t sleep, I can play card games with you.”
“I haven’t played games in a long time. I originally wanted to ask Aislin to go for a walk and relax a bit, but I didn’t expect her to be this busy.”
Vieya lied without even needing a draft.
Jasmine believed it completely. She thought Mom was uncomfortable from lying in bed, so she wanted someone to walk with and unwind, and Aislin-sis happened to know the place best—and was Mom’s long-time good friend—so of course she was the first choice.
“If you want to take a walk, I can go with you too, Mom.”
Jasmine volunteered, clasping her small hands nervously in front of her and looking at Vieya with bright, eager eyes full of expectation.
“I know the paths around here too. While you were unconscious these days, I walked this way every time I went to get food, so I’m really familiar.”
“That works too.”
Vieya nodded and agreed to her daughter’s request. It just so happened she also planned to personally observe the general condition of the Elven Royal Court. Only by fully understanding the extent of the damage could she make good judgments later.
But—
Heh. Who was it just now who said I should go back and rest and sleep?
Isabelle, silently following behind her master, suddenly felt a chill up her spine. Staring at Vieya’s back, she blinked in confusion.
Did Master find out I was planning to secretly add fish meat into the soup tonight?
The outer ring of the Elven Royal Court had suffered the worst damage. Because the wooden houses were built in rows side by side, that fire had burned down entire stretches of homes.
Along the way, Vieya saw elves casting spells to restore the ground and rebuild houses. With magic reinforcement, the reconstruction speed was fast—almost one or two hours and a complete wooden house could be repaired.
As for the charred, broken flowerbeds and lawns, elves were restoring those too.
“Those bad people are so awful... they destroyed the elven sisters’ homes...” Jasmine murmured.
“This is the price of weakness,” Isabelle said, moved by the scene. She couldn’t help but sigh. “The elves’ high-end strength is still too lacking. Once they lose the protective crystal wall, facing multiple powerful enemies at once is still difficult to resist.”
“But speaking of it, facing four human powerhouses and a powerful demon-species monster at the same time... I’m afraid only Master could fight them head-on, right? Just like the Chief Hero back then. As expected of the Holy Sword’s inheritor—terrifying...”
Isabelle sighed.
Vieya glanced at the demon-king maid whose eyes were full of worship and didn’t say anything.
After walking a bit more, they unconsciously arrived at a temporary food-selling street set up by the elves. This was a temporary food distribution point—providing free meals for elven search-and-rescue teams, and selling some food to hungry elves.
Isabelle exchanged ten copper coins for four multigrain pancakes with extra egg and petals, and also asked the elven vendor for two free cups of fruit juice. She found a spot at random, settled Vieya down, then distributed the food.
“Elven food is really cheap, but it’s still not as good as the demon side—over there, as long as you’re strong enough, you can eat for free forever,” Isabelle said with emotion.
Vieya and Jasmine each had a cup of fruit juice. As for the pancakes, the slime ate two.
Jasmine sat neatly to the side peeling tangerines, still reminding Mom to eat slowly and not choke.
“Isabelle, did you always live in the sea before?” Vieya took a sip of juice and asked.
“Yes.” Isabelle didn’t understand why her master suddenly asked, but she answered honestly anyway.
“I’m different from the other Demon Kings. I can’t be bothered to build any Demon King Castle or Demon King Hall. I stayed on the seabed. When human merchant ships passed by, I’d send sea kings to rob them. Sometimes all I could rob were gold ingots you can’t eat. Sometimes it’d be useless timber and steel... only rarely could I rob something tasty. The food in human cities is really delicious—so tasty.”
Isabelle bit into her pancake and continued, “But if I rob too much, humans stop taking my sea route. So I loosened up. As long as humans honestly offer tribute, I let them cross to the other side smoothly.”
“Sigh, it’s a pity. Many years ago, I don’t know how I offended that Hero, but he didn’t say a word—he came up and started slashing... that really scared me back then. Wuwu, not at all like you, Master!”
Her tone was full of grievance. “Both chosen by the Holy Sword, but compared to you, Master—one is in the heavens, one is on the ground.”
“Master is the best!”
Isabelle suddenly smiled, looking a bit pleased.
But seeing that Vieya showed no reaction, she felt a little unhappy again. “Master, I think if you smiled more, you’d definitely be more popular.”
“You talk like you understand me,” Vieya said with an unreadable snort. She stood up. “Alright, alright. I’m going back to sleep and recover.”
Later.
According to the records of Vieya—the first slime girl ever to appear on this land—every elf was born with an innate sacred physique for construction and plastering. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
In just a single afternoon, the broken, charred houses lining both sides of the street were completely renewed, becoming neat, brand-new, beautiful elven cottages with a strong Western fantasy style.
When they walked down the street again, the burnt stench at the tip of the nose had already vanished, replaced by the fresh fragrance of trees, flowers, and grass. The elves ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) looking at the completed homes revealed hopeful smiles once more.
As if the invasion from days ago had never happened.
Maybe, for a clan that had endured for tens of thousands of years, as long as their land remained, as long as there were still elves alive among them—even if only one remained—then the home that belonged to the elves would never disappear.
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Never disappear.
