Book 6: Chapter 39
The forests of the elves weren’t just trees, leaves and what-not, but also a collection of mana.
God bestowed his creation with mana and infused spring water with it, which is the elven holy spring. The source of elven mana comes from the water derived from that gurgling spring.
The Galadriel tribe acquired the rights to rule the spring, as they defeated the other elves.
There are countless magical creatures inside the inner sections of the forest where the holy spring is located. Of course, that includes the elves.
The Galadriel tribe gave birth to Vyvyan Galadriel, the strongest war machine. The previous king… no, the king before the previous king chose to leave. He didn’t leave entirely voluntarily, but partly because Vyvyan stood out too much.
Only she could lead the masses. It’s a world where mana is justice, thereby making Vyvyan the ultimate ruler.
The gurgling holy spring flowed across the small creek in front. The old elf turned around to look at the forest, which rustled gently as if a breeze had blown past.
He hesitated for a moment before saying, “It’s you, right, Vyvyan? My beloved daughter, every time you appear, you cause an incredible mana fluctuation. I can sense it.”
The entire forest shook and then Vyvyan gracefully came out of the forest in her emerald dress like it was the forest that transformed into the dress. His daughter stood in the spot where light could only reach it partially.