Invincible witch

In the middle of the night, there were almost no pedestrians on the streets of Celistara, only a few fireflies from among the buildings in some elf towns, whirling and dancing in the night sky.

I walked along the road in my memory, lowered my head and rushed over in one breath.I forgot to use the "Dimensional Journey" magic, and I forgot to watch the scenery along the way leisurely like last time. I only have one goal in my heart, and that is the miraculous building I supervised. "Syrena's daughter"!

Like a gust of wind, I passed the path full of fairy trees, and I heard the flower fairies and flower demons beside my ears exclaiming, "Isn't that Delelle?!"; but my footsteps did not stop at all. After passing the fluttering fireflies around the Fairy God Tree, I turned onto a small road.

On both sides of the path, as I remember, there are beautiful flowers and trees all over the place.The more I galloped along that road, the more nervous I became.Until my heart beat so fast that it was about to jump out of my chest, and my lungs were filled with the cold night air, making it difficult to breathe, I finally stopped with a screeching brake.

At the end of the path, a towering sacred tree stood there impressively!

I stopped at the foot of the huge sacred tree, bowed my waist, supported my legs with my hands, and kept panting.I was short of breath because of the gallop just now, and a little sweat appeared on my forehead.But my vision was not impeded in any way, and I was not mistaken, this is indeed the holiest building in Celistra, the "Daughter of Syrena"!

I managed to catch my breath, straightened up, and looked up at the towering top of the sacred tree, and the huge crystal ball supported by the gnarled branches.The tiny starlight and the fireflies at night danced and danced around the crystal ball, as beautiful as a painting.

I rudely wiped off the sweat dripping from my chin with the back of my hand, and there was misty mist in my eyes. I was panting, but I suddenly laughed, and said to myself while laughing: "So, It's still here..."

It turned out that I could still see this sacred building.

Suddenly, a very old voice came from beside me, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in the tone.

"Of course it's here. And it always will be. Where do you think it'll be?"

I was taken aback and turned around abruptly.

An old man in an old but neat druid robe stood there with an even older and weather-beaten wand in his right hand, even with a shiny and bumpy surface.

His face looked very old, and even the eyelids of his eyes were drooping listlessly because of the slack, making him look like he hadn't woken up.His hair is white, there is no unnecessary decoration on his body, and his clothes are neat but always seem to have been worn all his life.He looked as if he had crawled out of an ancient time, his breath was slow and his twilight was full.Only in the ring of magic at the top of the old wand he was leaning on in his hand, there is still a huge red rose that is bright and vibrant, which symbolizes his unfathomable and pure magic power.

I didn't expect that there would be people here at this time, and I was stunned for a while.

Maybe my expression looked too stupid, he snorted dissatisfied, and said slowly: "It's so late, what are you still doing here?"

I opened my mouth, feeling unable to answer his simple question for a moment.I hesitated for a moment, then smiled at him.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

The old druid seemed dissatisfied with my random answer, but he didn't ask me again, but turned around with the wand, facing the magical and magnificent city like me. building.

He snorted contemptuously at my ignorant exclamation, and said proudly: "Of course! The miracle of the goddess Sirena is the most spectacular and wonderful! I am afraid that young people nowadays do not have the patience to carefully observe this place. Every corner of the building... You must know that it carries the blessing and protection of the goddess Sirena, and every inch and every minute has an unusual and profound meaning!"

Although I used to be the supervisor of the construction of "Syrene's Daughter", I have never heard of such a saying. I couldn't help but a little curious, and I couldn't help but took a few steps forward, approaching the huge sacred tree, up and down Watch carefully.

The old druid didn't stop me, who was obviously not a forest elf, from approaching the miraculous building of the elves, but he said in a long voice behind me: "The will of the goddess Silena is in the building Every inch quietly embodies...Her tolerance, prudence, magnanimity and blessings can only be discovered through careful experience. Every elf sighs at the magnificence of this miracle building, and worships the great West Goddess Rainer, but how many people can discover the real mystery of this?"

I groaned, and following his slow and distant narration, my heart was gradually filled with a deep admiration and awe for the miracle building in front of me.

How many lives and youths have to be sacrificed, how many hardships and times have to be passed through, the struggles of countless people, and the injuries of countless people, walking through every wilderness and mountains, cities and suburbs, forests and rivers, worlds and hells in the land of Ashan, Only then can we finally arrive here, look up at this wonderful shining building, and bathe in the blessed light that it brings to cleanse all sin and ugliness.

Can it also give me infinite happiness like protecting those forest elves?

I suddenly heard the old druid ask calmly: "So, what are you looking for here, Delelle?"

... He really recognized me, and he really knew the part about the "queen of the swarm" being forced to transform, I think.

But his simple question, I couldn't find a suitable answer for a while.Thousands of thoughts and thousands of words are not enough to fully describe my mood at the moment.Now, I can still see "Syrene's Daughter", but then?Could it be that just because I can still see this magical building, the difficulties and doubts between me and Findan will disappear, and he won't have to choose between me and Irollan?

For a moment I was filled with sorrowful apologies for him.But I am different from the so-called soul wear in the time-traveling novels that I have read in the real world. Even if I don’t restore my original human appearance, my original appearance in this world cannot be the "queen of bees" Dai of the elves. Rael.

I still haven't forgotten the burning pain in my cheek when I woke up in this world.That was the punishment that the "temptress" Jezebeth, who failed in the mission, received from Demon King Cabellas. The indelible devil characters were carved on her face, marking the hell magma flowing in Yezebeth's blood vessels.

Thinking of this, I felt a bit dazed, and said with a sense of loss: "I...I don't know...

This kind of useless answer did not make the old druid, who was a little arrogant from the beginning, as if he looked down on me, a different kind, angry.

He just snorted unfathomably, tilted the magic wand in his hand slightly, pointed at the huge and gorgeous sacred tree with the tip of the wand, and said, "Then I think you are right. No matter what For any kind of confusion or question, you can always find the answer here, and get peace of mind and comfort in the miraculous building - engrave your courage when you win, guide your direction when you lose, and stand majestically here at any time , like a never-fading, never-extinguishing lamp—this is the meaning of its existence.”

I was shocked by his words.As expected of the person chosen to guard the miraculous building, the plain words of this old druid contained a kind of thrilling power, which made people involuntarily want to be convinced and listened to.

I nodded to him, and walked slowly around the towering sacred tree, carefully watching every detail of the building while walking.

Because I don't know if I will have the chance to see it again in person.

In the chamber of the Congress just now, what the respected high-ranking druid Othelos said resurfaced in my mind.

I have changed many bodies, but in the end all I want is to be my true self.

Frankly speaking, I don't know if I stay in Delelle's body all the time, someday some uncontrollable problems will pop up with unimaginable consequences.For example, as time goes by, my soul becomes incompatible with Delier's body, or Delier's body is broken first, and so on.I don't know who to turn to if something goes wrong, and I don't know what people in the world will think of me if a problem reveals that I'm a fake.

I think they'd be surprised that Findan of Irollan went wrong and married a fake elf.Or some people will conspiratorially think that I am a malicious undercover sent by some force-although I was indeed at the beginning.At that time, even if I want to change my body again, I may not be able to ignore the public opinion frankly and without pressure, continue to pretend that I don’t have the past about the "witch" Jezebeth, and feel at ease as before. Enjoying the welcome of the elves, staying in the mountains and forests where these elves have lived for generations.

Although I have never been stingy with risks, I must not take any risks in this matter.

I have always felt that Findan is the one who lets me get whatever I want, the one who no matter how far I go, I can see him standing there silently and reassuringly every time I turn around, waiting for my final return.

But today, I suddenly understand that all the gorgeous adventures in my life dare not bet on losing him.

I've gone so far in this game that I can't go back now.I struggled to survive in the lava and fire of hell, so that one day I could stand in the sunshine side by side with the one I love.But if all my efforts are now in vain because of my true identity as a foreigner, then what's the point of my previous persistence.

I stood blankly at the foot of that gigantic divine tree, looking up at this miraculous building located in the middle of the capital city of the elf kingdom, and wept unknowingly.

Suddenly, the corner of my eye seemed to catch something.

I rushed over there in a hurry and looked closely.

On the thick branches of the sacred tree that enshrines the huge crystal ball of "Silena's Daughter", there are many winding and winding symbols and patterns of the elves.

I know those are the runes and pictures that the elves used to pray to the goddess Syrena.Some runes I have seen in the libraries of elf towns and in the collections of magic guilds.Some pictures depict all the major events experienced by the elves, such as defending the battle of Celistara, and recovering Tarungard with the Justice Alliance, and achieving the final victory of the "Battle of Queen Isabel".That style of painting looks so familiar, it's almost like the narrative murals on the walls of the capital's parliament or city council.

I just don't know when they were painted on.They weren't there when I was supervising.

At this moment, I got closer to the huge and unparalleled trunk of the sacred tree, and slowly looked over it bit by bit, looking very carefully, and finally caught the content that flashed in my eyes just now.

——It was exactly the same pattern as the new tattoo on Findan's left upper arm.

I couldn't help but exclaimed: "Hey?! What is this?!"

The author has something to say: Update on September 10:

recently, I am busy. . .It turns out that raising children is really more tiring than anything else. . .

In addition, I wrote the first draft. After reading it, I felt that some plots were jumpy, and I didn't explain it clearly, so I revised it temporarily. . .

The update resumes today, the next update will be three days later~~ :)