Chapter 336: It's Not Your Fault
The night was deep, and the campfire crackled in the camp.
“Actually...” Altina sighed softly, “I'm not that fragile. You don't have to worry about me so much.”
“Hmm?” Vera set down her roasted meat and looked at her with puffed cheeks.
“Five hundred years ago, that monsterization calamity broke out in my hometown. Since then, I've been searching for a way to save my people.”
Altina's gaze fell on the dancing flames, her tone calm. “For so many years, countless days and nights, I have traveled back and forth between Elune and this chaotic continent. I've already been through so much.”
She raised her eyes, looking toward a twisted, withered tree by the roadside.
Under the dark red night canopy, the withered tree stretched out its charred branches, looking like a skeleton nailed to the earth.
“Before I was born, Aiseweida had already been in a state of continuous decline. You could say I grew up watching our god and the elven kingdom wither away step by step.”
Not only her, but many of her people harbored pessimistic thoughts in their hearts... Perhaps gods really could fall.