Ch.131 Elven Civil War

    [Central Continent, Forest of Dawn, Capital City of Elves]

    (4 Years Later, Year 167)

    Within the central region of the Central Continent’s Eastern Forest (which had now been named the Forest of Dawn by its residents), a beautiful city which had incorporated the surrounding giant trees into its architecture... was undergoing what seemed to be a civil war.

    The once ethereal designs of the Elven architecture had been soiled by blood and ashes, creating a scene of horror as the Elves within continued to clash against each other with strangely carved out bits of wood that bore suspicious resemblances to swords and spears.

    Clearly, the Elven Queen, Titania had not stopped advancing her race during the past 40 years, and they had even learned how to create weapons with the intent of causing damage. But what was the current situation?

    And what... were those beings with Wings on their backs?

    ...

    [Forest of Dawn, Capital City of Elves, Shrine of Life]

    Not too far from the Elven Queen’s palace was the Tree of Life which still stood domineeringly at the very centre of the Forest. Its height was so vast that it pierced the clouds and its multi-coloured leaves were so vibrant that they tantalised the eyes, and just below, the Spring of Life shimmered with its green liquid and seemed to have greatly increased in size since the beginning of its existence, reaching roughly 10 hectares large.

    Both of these 2 treasures of nature were extremely dazzling and it would be hard for anything in the vicinity to match its beauty, but just a few Trees away was a splendorous shrine that possessed many intricate carvings that seemed to portray both the Tree of Life and the Spring of Life. Its delicate designs and beautiful wooden materials were so eye-catching that it almost rivalled the Tree of Life in beauty.

    Previously, she looked no different from a 10 year old humanoid blob of green water with twintails. But now, even though she still had her twin tails, she now looked like a flesh and blood being. An Elf on top of that. Moreover, she seemed to have grown by 6 years in appearance (which considering the fact that she was actually 167 years old was quite deceiving).

    How was this possible?

    “Heavenly Daughter...” the Queen started cautiously. “Are you sure that you don’t want me to get involved yet? My- our people are dying.”

    “I understand that. But when the Fae first rebelled 12 years ago, they didn’t even have the chance to cause a single kill before you had already killed over half of them, subdued half of the rest and let the remaining ones flee, including their leader.” Ciera responded flatly, but when she spoke about the leader, there was a noticeable hitch in her voice.

    Even the Queen’s heart began to race at the mention of the Fae leader. She still remembered the blood-curdling green energy that she had only seen once before, the emotions that it had inspired within her and the chaos it had caused... Who knew that such an event would lead on to cause such problems within her recently established Kingdom?

    “Now, our people know what rebellion tastes like, but not of the true repercussions.” Ciera continued with a wary look on her face. “Of course, they know that you would do worse to them if they were to rebel again, the Fae I mean, the regular Elves are as loyal as can be, but most of them think that if you did not exist, they could easily seize control.”

    “This is why I had you stay in this Shrine for 2 years, Titania. I wanted them to learn.” Ciera said before turning around.

    “I wanted to let them experience the repercussions of war. What it means for your friends and enemies to die all around you. What it means to fear each and every sound you hear and every motion you see...”

    Ciera made a quick swiping motion across her face before sighing.

    “Now they know.”