Chapter 253 - 9.26
Erolith and Elduin were to a place that they knew really well. Because they had visited this place once when they were crowned as the future Elven King and Elven Priest at the age of ten and eleven, respectively.
They were inside the Sacred Tree, where they could hear the voice of the Sacred Tree. Erolith, who had been mortally wounded, fell on the ground after he teleported. "Big Ero, hang it there!" Elduin caught his Big Ero and wasted no time. He knew the chance was tiny, but he could still bring Big Ero to the Elven Doctor and...
"It’s useless, Elduin. Don’t you see that I have been mortally wounded? No matter the amount of magic I persevere, I cannot be saved anymore..." Erolith smiled and caressed his Little Eld’s cheek. "You know that I’ve used up all my magic reservoir."
"Big Ero..." Elduin felt helpless and guilty. If only he could control his rage, Big Ero would never get hurt. "Big Ero, please don’t leave me. If you leave me, I will never forgive myself! You are the only one I love, Big Ero!"
Elduin started crying again, like the spoiled kid he was when they were kids. "Big Ero... what should I do if you leave me alone..."
"Little Eld, you are an adult already, albeit still a young king. But I believe you can be the wisest king for the elves," Erolith replied.
[Okay, now, why don’t I feel pain at all? I’ve been literally stabbed in the heart. I feel like we are in some corny soap opera that took me the whole scene to finally die.]
[Pupa: I’ve wanted to tell you something since we’ve teleported here, but you are too busy with your melodrama. Look at the wood altar.]
Yunyu glanced at the wood altar, and he was surprised when he saw a female figure made out of wood. She had vines as her hair and had a smile on her face as if she was watching a good, live soap opera.