SCT-Novel Chapter 107 Fishley's Attack! We must use milk to feed the Ancient Tree of Life!
Chapter 107 Fishley's Attack! We must use milk to feed the Ancient Tree of Life!
Chapter 107: Fishley's Advance! Must Pour Milk on the Ancient Tree of Life!
“These are two Dawn miracles bestowed upon me by His Holiness the Pope. You have already seen one of them, possessing a more condensed and powerful vitality, capable of rapidly catalyzing bone meal for plants.”
“And the other is milk, said to be able to remove all negative states!”
“If the root of the problem with the Ancient Tree of Life lies in a curse, then these two miracles are very likely to give the Ancient Tree of Life a new lease on life.”
Hearing Fishley's explanation, the Elf Queen subconsciously wanted to retort that it was impossible.
In her hundreds of years of existence, she has mastered many, many ways to remove curses.
Passed down from the previous generation, researched by herself, and created on a whim while exchanging magic with others…
When it comes to dispelling curses, perhaps no one on the entire continent of Roderick is more professional than the Elf Queen.
And within her own professional field, the Elf Queen can say with great certainty.
There is absolutely no panacea in this world that can remove all curses!
Moreover…
This medicine is actually a barrel of ordinary milk.
Even if it's a miracle, shouldn't it at least abide by the basic laws of the continent of Roderick?
Even if this barrel of milk emitted a light, she could barely believe it a little!
But out of respect for Fishley, and because Fishley was also well-intentioned, the Elf Queen did not directly speak her mind.
But even if she didn't say it, it didn't mean Fishley couldn't see the Elf Queen's full of doubts about this.
“Your Majesty the Queen.”
Fishley said calmly.
“I know that you are the most outstanding curse dispeller on the continent of Roderick. Naturally, you will not believe such a thing. Perhaps, you may not even believe that the Dawn truly exists.”
“But please forgive me if what I say next is a little unpleasant… What is the basis for your judgment? Hundreds of years of life experience?”
“But if we follow the old experience, a life that has been infected and corrupted by the undead demons will never be restored to a human.”
“According to experience, there is no spell or substance in the world that can instantly catalyze the Emerald Spirit Tree of our Elven Forest.”
“But now…”
Fishley pointed to the Emerald Spirit Tree that had been catalyzed by bone meal and had grown to the point where it needed to be looked up to. Fishley looked at the Elf Queen with a serious face.
She said earnestly:
“These miracles that were impossible and shouldn't have appeared have all appeared!”
“Then why can't milk solve all curses? Why can't gods exist?”
“Your Majesty the Queen, if you have tried everything you can try and it's all useless, why not try a real miracle?”
The Elf Queen was silent.
Just as Fishley said, although she had not personally witnessed the many miracles of the Dawn Church, the bone meal did take effect right under her nose.
The Emerald Spirit Tree also suddenly grew to its current size right under her own eyes.
In any case, the miracle of bone meal has at least yielded a tangible result.
Since this ordinary bone meal has such a powerful effect, it doesn't seem unacceptable for milk to be a little special…
Frowning and pondering for a long time, the Elf Queen still hesitated and said:
“I understand what you mean, experience cannot determine everything, but… the Ancient Tree of Life is, after all, related to the lifeline of our elves…”
“Moreover, there are still many unborn elves on the current Ancient Tree of Life. If we use this bone meal and milk to affect the Ancient Tree of Life…”
Fishley thought for a moment and shook her head.
“It shouldn't be like that. Bone meal has a very strong beneficial catalytic effect on plants, and I have observed it many times, and it will not harm the plant itself after catalysis.”
“According to His Holiness the Pope, milk is a divine object that can solve all negative effects. Even if this effect does not work, it is just a barrel of milk…”
“The Ancient Tree of Life should not be so fragile. After all, many of the methods we used to try to solve the problem ourselves before were not considered gentle.”
Looking at Fishley's determined face, the Elf Queen couldn't help but smile bitterly.
She estimated that even if she didn't agree to Fishley's use, she would secretly try it herself later.
The Elf Queen suddenly wanted to see the Dawn Church with her own eyes and meet the legendary Pope.
She really wanted to ask Ian face to face what he had said to Fishley that had instantly transformed her painstakingly cultivated heir apparent into this appearance.
But to say it was questioning was not entirely true.
The Elf Queen was actually very satisfied with Fishley's current changes.
Before each Queen heir becomes a qualified and mature Queen, they need a most crucial stage.
That is, refuting the previous Queen.
The Elf Queen bears the entire elven race, and every word and deed, every decision affects the future of the elves.
Therefore, the Queen's vision must be constantly changing, independent and autonomous.
The Elf Queen herself was also like this, from listening to the previous Queen to the first time she refuted her, until she finally ascended the throne.
And now, Fishley has also entered this stage.
If you really want to say it, the Elf Queen is quite grateful to the Dawn Church for stimulating Fishley's independence.
The Elf Queen was secretly happy about Fishley's changes, but now was not the time to talk about this.
She just transformed her curiosity about the Dawn Church into a seed and planted it in her heart.
…
What Fishley said just now did make some sense. The Ancient Tree of Life was not that fragile.
Milk and bone meal themselves are also very benign items.
What made the Elf Queen hesitate was that these things were stained with the color of divinity and were the carriers of the so-called miracles of the Dawn Church.
So far, the Elf Queen still cannot believe that there really are gods in the world. After all, she has never heard of them for so many years. Why did they suddenly appear today?
But looking at Fishley's firm gaze, the Elf Queen still nodded slightly and said:
“This matter is of great importance. I need to hold a meeting with the other Guardians of the Ancient Tree of Life to discuss it.”
Seeing that Fishli was about to say something again, the Elf Queen added:
"Don't worry, it won't take too long. I just need to notify everyone and take some precautionary measures."
"When I can guarantee that everything is foolproof, I will let you start trying, but... I hope you are also mentally prepared."
The Elf Queen paused, hinting:
"The situation on the Anti-Demon Front is not optimistic right now, especially since we know that many humans may already be secretly colluding with the demons."
Fishli's expression dimmed, and she was about to say something, but the Elf Queen didn't give her a chance to speak.
"I understand your thoughts. To be honest, if there was really no other way, who would be willing to be a deserter? But Fishli..."
The Elf Queen solemnly said:
"The continuation of the race is greater than everything! The present that countless Elf predecessors have strived for cannot be destroyed in our hands!"
"In any case, the Elf race must continue to exist!"
As she spoke, the Elf Queen carefully pushed the bone powder on the table in front of Fishli.
"If it really comes to that day, this miracle from the Church of the Dawn might be of greater help to you."
"Fishli, joining the Church of the Dawn is the right decision for you. I support you."
Fishli lowered her head in silence, and after a long while, slowly raised her head.
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"Your Majesty, are you no longer willing to continue to firmly resist the demons?"
"No! Between me and the demons, there will only ever be a fight to the death!"
The Elf Queen decisively answered Fishli, then earnestly said:
"This is my mission! But it's not yours, Fishli..."
"Am I not an elf?"
A fire blazed up in Fishli's heart, and she suddenly stood up and stared directly at the Elf Queen.
"Your Majesty, I don't understand!"
"You always talk about mission, mission! But before I receive this mission, I am first and foremost an elf!"
"As an elf, isn't the highest priority mission to fight the demons to the end?"
Fishli angrily pointed outside the pavilion, her tone full of disappointment and anger.
"Also! Your Majesty, the Tree of Life has been corrupted! But have the noble souls of the elves also been tainted?"
"Have you heard? From Grandpa Rock to other elf warriors, they all call Khalifa and the others 'Demonless Ones'!"
"Are they not elves? Weren't they also born from the Tree of Life, our clansmen? Aren't they also trying their best to resist the demons?"
"Why does the Elf race, which prides itself on being the smartest race on the Rodri Continent, now have such terrible prejudice?"
The more Fishli spoke, the more agitated she became, completely ignoring the Elf Queen's somewhat depressed expression.
Fishli then pointed to the parchment on the table, indignantly saying:
"We despise the human race's surrenderism, so why do we equivocate about our own escapism? Do you know? His Holiness the Pope says this is a double standard!"
"Surrender and escape are equally inferior!"
"This is my own idea. I don't deny the necessity of the Elf race's continuation, but this spark will definitely not be me!"
"This is not a choice that the education I received since childhood allows me to make!"
"We are not without hope. Dawn has come! His Holiness the Pope has come!"
"Why can't I, as an elf, fight the demons to the end in an upright manner?"
Fishli excitedly said a lot, panting as she looked at the Elf Queen.
The two were speechless. After a long while, Fishli bowed deeply.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I lost my composure, but I don't regret what I said to you today!"
"If the Elf race also gives up the heart to actively resist the demons and loses the will to defend our Rodri Continent."
"Please allow me to leave here. I have sworn to the Dawn that I will forever follow Him and His Holiness the Pope in conquering the demons under the loving gaze of the Dawn!"
As she spoke, what she had seen and heard in the Land of Origin, and her communication with Ian, seemed to flash before Fishli's eyes again.
No prejudice, no surrenderism or escapism. Even the Winged Race, who had done wrong in the past, as long as they had a firm heart to resist the demons and faith in the Dawn.
Everyone can live together harmoniously and fight side by side.
Returning to the Elf race, Fishli, who was tired of hearing about the Tinder Plan and the Demonless Ones, really missed the Land of Origin.
Perhaps...
That is the most suitable place for her.
Just like what Ian said to her before she left...
"The demons are the despicable invaders. Those who should surrender and escape should never be us!"
Fishli stared fixedly at the Elf Queen.
"Your Majesty, these are the words His Holiness the Pope gave to me, and I pass them on to you."
"I don't refute the Tinder Plan. The continuation of the Elf race is indeed very important, but at least for me personally, I don't want to be a deserter."
The Elf Queen stared at Fishli, her heart filled with emotions.
Although it was a good thing that Fishli had learned to refute her, but...
Wasn't this a bit too thorough?
What kind of magic did the Church of the Dawn have that could turn Fishli into this in such a short time?
After a long silence, the Elf Queen sighed softly and stood up.
"Summon the Guardians of the Tree of Life to a meeting."
"Your Majesty!"
Fishli was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. The Elf Queen's lack of a clear statement was actually the greatest support.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Hearing this, the Elf Queen smiled and shook her head.
"Don't thank me, thank your Church of the Dawn..."
"To be honest, although I haven't seen that Pope in person, I have to admit that I have indeed learned a very meaningful lesson from him."