This is the story of a magician and an elf girl.

“…Roar…ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga ga…”

"...So...you are also in pain..."

"..."

The roar coming from the direction of the Hellfire Monster brought a touch of sadness to Linnae's gentle heart. She had always believed that monsters like Hellhounds and Hedgehog Tigers would have no emotions or compassion, but now it was different.

They are also lives, lives that have been bound since birth, with no choice and no path to take. Their only way out is to obey the will of their entity.

She could hear the law telling her that behind these creatures, there was also a great sadness hidden.

As such, Linnai gradually accepted their existence with empathy.

But to the irrational and illogical hellhound, this is a behavior that it cannot understand even if it uses up its entire emotional intelligence.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

"Linna! Be careful!"

"..."

"Swish swish swish!"

The hellhound, which used the hellfire all over its body as its weapon, released even hotter heat to form the outline of will-o'-the-wisp, and commanded them to shoot towards the sky where Linna was.

“Swoosh!”

But before those attacks could touch a single hair of Linnai, the scorching will-o'-the-wisp was extinguished with a gentle flap of her wings. The pair of wings, accompanied by the shining scales, were more like living creatures than her weapons. They were the final form of the elves' bow and an existence that was comparable to a divine weapon. While using her power, she could even use Linnai's own consciousness to interfere with the nature and origin of matter.

The karmic fire of hell is just like the flame of a candle in front of it.

"...Don't worry...I will save you...You don't have to suffer any more...Your long-cherished wish...your prayer - I will fulfill it."

"!"

At the same time, the elven goddess spread her wings and began to gather the scales on her wings. Multiple lines of light responded to her call and concentrated on the slender fingertips, transforming into a pure white arrow.

The hellhound that felt oppression from the arrow seemed to know its power and strength. It was a light that was enough to purify all darkness, a light that was enough to fulfill all wishes, a light that even order and law would recognize, and the only light that could confront the light of change.

"The light of prayer."

“Whoosh——!!”

The arrow shot out with the power of two pairs of wings that gathered extremely high concentrations of magic power went straight towards the direction of the hellhound. It was helpless as it accepted its fate without resisting. It was certain that it would return to nothingness under this light and closed its eyes.

Just as the light of the arrow shattered and splashed all over the forest, a powerful life force accompanied by ripples of magic rushed across the devastated land. The dead trees that were nourished gradually recovered their vitality, and the dead animals opened their eyes one after another.

"...woof..."

"...It's all right now... Go ahead. You should be able to be reborn now."

The hellhound, which had somehow turned into a puppy, stared at its own lower body in confusion and was extremely shocked. At the same time, the light particles began to disappear, just like Doris who had failed to return to the sea of ​​trees and turned into light.

“…Woof…”

"Um...you're welcome. Bye."

Even though she couldn't see its expression or understand what it wanted to say, Linnae still bid farewell to the monster of hellfire in another way, and she did it in a better way, in a better form, and with better means.

All the hellhounds that were affected by the benevolent light were resurrected in the sea of ​​trees, and disappeared together as they turned into light. The disasters they left behind were as if they had never happened, and the irreparable mistakes were eliminated by the power of the Elf Goddess.

"Did you use your power? On that girl..."

"Don't get me wrong, Zeus... This is the result of that child's own awareness and determination. She already had the conditions to become the Elf Goddess. The first is respect for all life, the second is piety for the law and natural order, the third is understanding the nature of the world and the meaning of life, the fourth is accepting all existence with subjective consciousness, and the fifth is that after meeting the first few conditions, she still has the kindness to help others and is willing to forgive the irrationality of the law in the world. Before, she lost her self-confidence because of the magician's affairs, so she doubted herself and was entangled in troubles, but now she has accepted her choice and knows how to love this cruel but beautiful world. As the Elf Goddess, she has put down the reasons and excuses for being lost. No matter who appears in front of her, she will look at the other person in a subjective way, accept the other person, and put down all the hatred and entanglement brought by the sense of unfairness. Even without the power of the slave, she can keep her normal heart. This is the power brought by the kindness of forgiving everything. She is the real God of Living Things. "

From this we can see that Aphrodite under the sacred tree actually posed that difficult question only for Linnaeus' safety. If she was still confused after becoming a goddess, she would eventually end up like Atalanta. If she had known her fate before becoming a goddess, if she had known the outcome of everything before becoming a goddess, if she could understand all of this and make a choice - her will would have become more determined.

"The hellhound... has disappeared... The Elf Goddess... can she even... do something like this..."

"...No...The problem is that after that...If Linnae can't control the power of the goddess...she will definitely lose her life...just like Atalanta..."

"——It's okay, Sister Leah, Elder."

"!"

"!"

At this moment, Linnae, who tilted her head to look at them, seemed to have grown several years older, with a more mature look than before and an expression that contained the temperament of a goddess. Even though Hartley said so, she didn't think that Linnae would die because of this.

A kind of power that makes people believe in her constantly overflows from the hearts of the elves, as if they can tell at a glance that she is the real elf goddess.

“…Are you really alright…Linna…”

"…It's okay. I don't feel any discomfort at all. My body feels like it has shed its shell and I feel more comfortable than before. All thanks to these wings. Now I understand that I still have things to accomplish, companions to save, and many lives waiting for me. And… my favorite person needs my help."

At the same time, the magician, who was far away, felt a warmth welling up in his heart and looked towards the direction of the Forest of Elves involuntarily.

"Linna... no... is this an illusion..."

The fingertips of his clenched hands felt frosty, but he did not let this illusion mislead the intellectual pioneer. He looked forward firmly with his indigo eyes that saw through everything, focusing on his current goal. The beast that was making a low sound was feeling uneasy from directly below, as if it was aware of the precursor to the birth of the only existence that could fight against it.