Chapter 95
Lorena stood up and turned to me.
"I’m not satisfied. I’ll go fetch some tools to continue the interrogation," she said and glanced at Elena. "Please look over her."
I gave her a nod and the woman left the room. Alyssa grabbed a folding chair from the back of the room and sat down facing Elena. The Elf used her shoulders to wipe her tears and snot, then calmed down after a while.
I need a timeline, I thought, chewing on my cheek as we waited for the Watcher to return. Of the last five thousand years at the very least. Nah, since Perculis showed up. That’d be seven thousand years... which means he spent three thousand years out in the wild doing who know what.
I sighed. Long lives made things incredibly complicated in my opinion. The woman in front of me was older than the ancient Greek civilization as far as I recalled.
She could have chatted with Aristotle and Homer, witnessed the rise of the Catholic Church, then give Gill Bates advice about Mykrosoft, I thought while staring at the Elf. Like a mega boomer. And I’ll live for ten thousand years if I don’t die before that.
I walked back to the wall and leaned my back against it, thinking of how things could have gone the way they did.
She asked about Perculis first, not Yulianna, I mulled it over. But Perculis was joined by Helena, a Healer, and Rozaria, a Warrior, not Elena who has a Wizard-type class. Both died of old age already. If she was seen with a Halve, the world would know just like how the newspaper mentioned Alyssa and Lapia in my case. Boris and Vadim with Nilenna’s. Yulianna got in the sheets with Perculis and researched fertility... This Elf doesn’t remember the last two thousand years... close to when Yiama died and the new Era began. Hmmm... Miraztor came to Lumin Kingdom and was targeted by the same, or similar, people as me. I’m told Desseyr is a riddle of a man.
I retrieved a juice bottle from my storage. A little sugar helps think about stuff. Plus, I felt a headache forming behind my eyes.
Holistos destroyed a country... but I don’t know how long ago, I wondered, taking a sip. Well, just fucking ask, Natasha.
"Hey," I spoke up. "When did Holistos destroy a country? Like, how long ago?"