Why must the devil be Defeated?
Chapter 513 - 486 Elf Girl’s Love_2

Chapter 513: 486 Elf Girl’s Love_2

Thus, Merica was able to ask someone to help her understand why her Magic Power was growing so wildly and whether this condition might lead to any problems.

Merica was very clear about this matter.

On her return to the Elf Country this time, she had this very intention.

"Unfortunately, Sister Vivian and Lu Muya can’t come back with me."

Thinking of this, Merica felt some regret.

She had ventured out, met trustworthy friends, but had failed to invite them to return home with her to introduce them to her clan members; this was indeed regrettable.

But Merica could understand that Vivian and Lu Muya really couldn’t leave at the moment.

"Fortunately, Mr. Shane is accompanying me back..."

Somehow, Merica’s mood improved.

Being able to invite Shane to her homeland as a guest was undoubtedly a joyous occasion for Merica.

Even though Shane was already engaged, and his fiancée was that perfect and beautiful Princess who made Merica involuntarily aspire, Merica couldn’t help but feel happy.

This faint touch of affection may forever remain unknown to others.

But Merica wished to savor it carefully, tasting its sweetness, bitterness, and spice.

The reason being, simply because this was her first love.

An Elf’s love is a very pure thing.

Since the Elves are born from Nature and not through procreation, and by their very nature, their love lacks many desires and becomes very pure.

For Elves, to fall in love with someone is very difficult.

Their own race consists only of women.

Their deities in the Divine Race are only Goddesses.

Their emphasis on purity also makes them instinctively resistant to males from other races.

In such circumstances, ninety-nine percent of elf girls will remain single until the end of their lives.

Only a very small number of Elves are attracted to males from other races with noble characters.

But since Elves are a long-lived race, a hundred years is but a blink of an eye to them; yet, this hundred years is often the lifespan of males from other races.

In these cases, the very few Elves who do find themselves interested in males from other races, more than ninety-nine percent of them choose to quietly spend the life of their beloved without ever choosing to be with them, let alone unite with them.

Thanks to this, to Elves, love is both pure and sacred; all Elves deeply respect love, long for it, and often, in the name of that love, choose lifelong and heart-rending sacrifice and fulfillment.

Thus, they either never fall in love with anyone throughout their lives spanning thousands of years or, if they do fall in love, have only this one love for a lifetime—after witnessing their beloved achieve happiness or pass away, they return to the Elf Country, never to leave again, spending their long lives in peace, tranquility, and a hint of melancholy, until they fade away.

In the eyes of others, this may seem to be a pitiful thing.

But to the Elves, it is seen as very normal.

Such love, which is mostly destined to be unrequited, becomes something Elves continuously reminisce, cherish, and taste throughout their long lives.

Therefore, whether it tastes sour, sweet, bitter, or spicy, all of it is worth experiencing in detail.

Merica was the same; sometimes she felt jealousy, other times envy, sometimes admiration, and sometimes sadness, but she never regretted it.

Like before, when Shane became Princess Luoqi’s top candidate for betrothal, she worried over this love. Now, what’s done is done; while silently blessing and admiring them, she also felt genuine happiness and bliss for being able to return home with Shane.

Yes, Merica had already moved on.

Since Shane was engaged to Luoqi, and she could not be the one standing by his side, she would, like her ancestors, silently guard his life.

After seeing him establish a family and enjoy a fulfilling life, she would quietly leave, return to her clan, and live out her life—that would be enough.

As for now...

"Being able to be together, to take one more look at him, that’s all I need..."

Merica murmured to herself.

Even if it felt somewhat painful and sad, there was nothing to be done; this was the fate of an Elf who had fallen in love with someone else.

"Right, don’t forget to take this."

Merica suddenly seemed to remember something and pulled an item from her bedding.

Upon closer inspection, it was a flower wreath.

A wreath that was not finely made at all, it even seemed like it was hastily imitated.

However, this wreath was meticulously preserved, not only as vividly colored as the day it was made but also without a single sign of damage.

That was to be expected.

Merica had not spared any effort to maintain its original state; she not only infused it with magic power every day, utilizing the characteristics of the elves to keep it vibrant but also sprinkled it with expensive magic potions for status preservation, ensuring it remained as it was.

One could imagine how much Merica valued this wreath.

Merica would carry the wreath with her wherever she went, even to bed, hugging it to fall asleep peacefully.

"Heehee."

Looking at the wreath, Merica seemed to recall the scene when its weaver presented it to her, her pretty face blushing as she smiled with happiness.

When Merica snapped back to reality, she realized that it was already broad daylight.

"Roar—!"

Outside, the clear roar of a dragon rose, as if notifying something, urging people to gather together.

"Oh no!"

Merica hastily put away the wreath, tucking it into the inner pocket of her magic robe, and then grabbed her magic wand, packed her luggage, and rushed to the garden in a fluster.

In her embrace, within her clothes, the wreath that had been carefully preserved emanated a faint glow.

This scene happened every day, but no one knew.

...

Bezut Family, garden.

When Merica hurried out of the house, she found not only You Lin roaring up at the sky, but also that everyone had essentially gathered already.

"It’s not like you to come so late, Merica."

Vivian noticed the commotion, turned her head, looked at Merica, and gently chuckled.

"Have... Have you gotten your things ready? Merica?"

Lu Muya also asked with concern.

"If there’s still something not packed, please don’t hesitate to command, Miss Merica."

Lasha stood on the very edge of the crowd, speaking expressionlessly.

Then...

"Good morning."

Beneath the cool yet pleasant greeting, the princess stood there too, looking at Merica and giving her a gentle nod.

Who else could it be but Princess Luoqi?

"Pr... Princess Luoqi...?"

Merica’s heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly stepped forward to bow and apologize to Luoqi.

"I... I’m sorry, Your Highness, for keeping you waiting."

Merica became a little anxious.

Merica had complex feelings about Luoqi.

But overall, Merica admired Luoqi very much and held her in great respect.

Despite the difference in status, Merica was neither informal nor disrespectful towards Luoqi because of her connection with Shane; she was very proper and polite.

As for Luoqi, she did not seem inclined to put on airs.

"There’s no need to say that, Miss Merica," Luoqi shook her head, watching Merica, her face bearing a smile, seemingly in a good mood as she said to Merica, "I have to thank Miss Merica for the invitation this time, for giving me the opportunity to visit the famed Elf Country."

"Not... not at all," Merica shook her head and quickly waved her hands, "With Your Highness’s status, if you wish to visit the Elf Country, the Elf Clan will surely welcome you."

This was not flattery.

Luoqi was not only a beloved child of the Divine Race but also a Blessing of the Goddess of Fate from among the Three Great Goddesses, as well as the legitimate descendant of the former Hero and even heir to the Hero’s Holy Sword. Her uniqueness would certainly make the Elf Clan take special notice.

If someone like Luoqi wished to visit the Elf Country, the Elf Clan would indeed welcome her very much.