Why must the devil be Defeated?
Chapter 566 - 524 Elf Values_2

Chapter 566: 524 Elf Values_2

The only ones who truly had the chance to succeed were the noble heroes who never lusted after an elf’s body.

But when faced with these heroes, the elves would never accept their love, even if it was reciprocated, considering the lifespan disparity. Instead, they chose to silently give until the other found their own happiness before they departed alone, turning these emotions into tales of tragic love.

So, how could an elf ever be in a situation to lose their virginity?

"That is to say..." Shane pointed to his own nose in utter astonishment, "Am I the only man in the world who has bedded an elf?"

This...

Seemed a bit thrilling?

Unfortunately, Merica couldn’t feel thrilled.

"It’s all Mr. Xi’en’s fault," Merica still seemed jittery and panicked as she spoke, "What am I supposed to do now?"

Clearly, Merica was truly bewildered and scared.

It wasn’t because she had given her body to Shane that she felt fear and trepidation.

In fact, even after Shane had taken actions that shouldn’t have been taken, Merica didn’t really blame him.

The same old saying: an elf who falls into true love only knows selfless devotion.

Even if it involved sacrificing their body, if it was really necessary, they would still accept it, but in the past, no elf had ever encountered such a situation.

The likes of Shane, who could make an elf fall in love with himself, without being noble but rather despicable to the core, and silently devouring an elf maiden without a sound—no such hero had ever appeared before.

In theory, elves, who are holy and innocent, shouldn’t be able to fall in love with such an evil male from an alien race.

Yet, Shane did it.

From this perspective, Shane had to admit he was a chosen one.

But as there had never been such a precedent among elves, and none had ever given away their purity, Merica, as the first to break the ice, felt frightened and panicked.

She didn’t even dare believe what everyone in her clan would think of her if word got out.

Would they see her as a stain on the Elf Clan?

Or would they think she had fallen willingly, with no self-respect at all?

What should she do?

The confusion and terror about the future became Merica’s only emotional turmoil, and she was truly frightened.

"What am I to do, Mr. Xi’en?"

Having no plan, Merica could only hold onto Shane and cry bitterly once again.

"Don’t cry, don’t cry, it’s all right," Shane hurriedly wiped away the young girl’s tears, while wiping he said, "Anyway, no one knows about this, and even if they did, am I the kind of person who shirks responsibility? Simply telling everyone I’ll take you home as my wife should do, right?"

Shane thought such words would surely put Merica at ease.

But unexpectedly, not only did Merica not feel reassured, she shook her head again.

"Everyone won’t accept it."

Merica sobbed.

"Why?" Shane asked in confusion, "Does the Elf Clan have a rule against marrying men from alien races?"

If such a ridiculous rule existed, Shane felt he might need to make a scene at the Queen’s Palace.

This time, however, Merica neither shook her head nor nodded.

"The Elf Clan doesn’t have a rule against marrying alien races, because we don’t need to marry, and we don’t marry," Merica said with a nasal voice, "Essentially, the Elf Clan regards love as sacred, but also as poison."

"Because we are long-lived, we have a fundamental lifespan difference from men of other races."

"For example, humans, who have only a hundred years in their lifetime, but these hundred years are not even enough for a newly reborn elf to reach adulthood."

"Elf children come of age at one hundred and fifty, and a thousand years mark the end of an elf’s life, with those of higher Levels living even longer, and the Elf Royal Family has not yet had a single death from old age—either they die by accident or in battle."

"To us, a hundred years might equate to just five or six years for an alien race."

"And if you spend time with a man from another race, after five or six years, you have to watch him age and die, which is truly too sad and painful."

"So, elves do not disdain their kin who fall in love with men from alien races, but instead pity them, thinking them pitiable."

"However, if one wants to be with a man of an alien race regardless of everything, the clan will surely oppose it, thinking it to be irrational and capricious."

Merica’s explanation left Shane at a loss for words.

Because, to some extent, such a viewpoint is not necessarily wrong.

Imagine, if a human fell in love with someone who would grow old and die in just five or six years, they would most likely choose to conceal that emotion, to not speak of it, and to not let it come to fruition, right?

Even those who are deeply emotional might choose to accompany the other person and walk with them through their entire life, but to speak recklessly of one’s feelings and to personally witness the other grow old and die before one’s own eyes, there probably wouldn’t be many who would do that.

Of course, it cannot be denied that some humans could truly disregard everything and insist on being with the other person.

But elves would not.

They place a great importance on love, treating it as sacred, and being a long-lived race, their understanding of and experience with time is completely different from that of humans.

They would not choose fleeting beauty.

Because they truly live for a very long time, the concept of fleeting beauty doesn’t even exist in their worldview.

They would not choose to be reckless.

Their reverence for love and the value they place on their own purity mean that they mostly choose to silently give and then to silently leave, rather than to numb themselves for that brief happiness and to escape reality.

Elf Queen Sophie is the best example.

Throughout her life, spanning thousands of years, numerous individuals pursued the Elf Queen, among them, there were even several historically renowned heroes.

But in the end, Sophie chose to reject them, or even to distance herself from the very start, preventing any seed or opportunity for love from sprouting.

This is the perspective that elves hold towards love, a national instinct and obsession.

It is precisely because of this that, although there have been many elves who have fallen in love, not even one has had a happy ending.

This is the difference in the values of life and races.

No one can criticize this.

"I... I originally just wanted to silently be by Mr. Shane’s side, I never thought it would turn out like this."

Merica spoke, both worried and lost.

"Now, I really don’t know what to do."

At this moment, on Merica’s delicate face appeared the most profound bewilderment she had ever felt.

It was more than just insecurity following a loss of innocence; it was a questioning of life, a sense of helplessness.

Looking at Merica like this, there was a fleeting moment when Shane felt as if he had committed an incredibly terrible misdeed.

But soon, Shane shook off such thoughts.

"Look at me, Merica."

Shane was holding Merica, and while sitting up in the water, he gazed at her.

"Mr. Shane...?"

Merica was straddling Shane, feeling the touch of their bodies and the ambiguous nature of the act, her face blushing, her nerves tightening.

"Look at me."

Shane spoke again.

"..."

Merica unconsciously lifted her eyes and looked at Shane.

In the next second, Merica’s and Shane’s gazes locked, and she saw a pair of deep, dark pupils.

In them, Merica clearly saw her own reflection.

Immediately...

"Trust me, I will resolve all of this."

Shane promised Merica with emphatic certainty.

"But..."

Merica was still worried.

"Trust me." Shane cut her off, with an extremely powerful voice, said, "I will find a way."

Merica fell silent.

Quietness spread between the two.

It wasn’t until quite some time later that Merica timidly nodded.

Only then did Shane smile.