His fury and hatred had nowhere to go, no outlet for release.
Illiya imdiately noticed that sothing was wrong with his companion and understood the shift in his emotions.
After processing it, Illiya felt a pang of guilt.
He should not have probed so deeply.
Without saying a word, he subtly moved closer to Drow and, while the sky’s eyes were elsewhere, quickly reached out to grab Drow’s arm in comfort.
Their little gestures did not go unnoticed by Nigun.
However, he was tactful enough to avert his gaze and pretend not to see anything.
After all, one must preserve the dignity of young elves.
If he pointed it out and they beca embarrassed or angry, that would be troubleso.
"And so this story of past ti cos to an end. Welco to join us. Tens of thousands of historical novels are free to read." Nigun’s tone grew aningful. "What I an is, don’t play with fools, or you’ll beco one yourself."
He made no effort to hide his contempt for Nueronist, who had willingly sunk so low.
Indeed, soone who once held a winning hand had sohow chosen to play it in the worst possible way, dragging others down with him.
Who could even classify what kind of trash that was?
Speaking of how everyone who lived through the previous era should know about this matter... Illiya suddenly recalled the confused expressions of the demons in the Demon Realm.
If his mory was correct, they were among those who had lived through the Glorious Era and even made a na for themselves in it.
Thinking this, Illiya asked his next question.
"Ha!" Nigun’s tone instantly turned mocking. His serene, sky expression shattered completely, and his look of disdain was impossible to miss. "What nonsense are you talking about? Demons are publicly known to be brainless. How could brainless creatures possibly rember anything?"
"The demons are a bunch whose brains can only retain one thing: fighting. Anything else simply will not stay in their noble little heads for even a second. Please refrain from saying such laughably low-level comnts like that, or I will think you are insulting !"
Illiya and Drow: "??????"
Illiya wisely shut his mouth.
He now understood that the relationship between the demon race and the sky race was not good at all.
Not participating in the war of the war had been the last thread of friendship between the two races.
Still, he could not quite understand why saying that demons could not rember prophecies would be taken as an insult to sky.
Watching a certain sky grow increasingly agitated and noticing how more feathers were falling from his wings as a result, Illiya decided not to poke the hornet’s nest.
Illiya decided not to waste more energy on this topic.
Unexpectedly, the sky race seed to have had so hidden button pushed and began ranting without pause.
"The demons, along with their previous Demon King, ran rampant in the last era, with only fighting in their heads. Once they challenged one place, they moved on to challenge another. They were nothing but brainless battle maniacs. I have no idea what they were even thinking! I dare say, regarding the issue of Nueronist, if we’re assigning responsibility, then the previous Demon King must bear it. Everyone knows how twisted the forr Demon King’s sense of humor was. Just look at the war!"
"Nueronist probably once hinted at this matter with the forr Demon King. That twisted person must have responded in a vague, misleading way, relying solely on how others interpreted it. Tch. But he definitely calculated what would happen afterward. Otherwise, he would not have eliminated Nueronist’ entire bloodline before disappearing, forcing them into a corner to survive. At the ti, we thought maybe he had repented, but instead, he still tried to drag others down with him. Ha. If you ask , the forr Demon King should have laid everything out clearly and spoken to Nueronist directly. I don’t even know where he got that twisted humor from. He is just like the Elf King. Did they perhaps learn from the sa teacher?"
"And the Elf King is no better. He even tricked his own student. When I found out the Book of Elves was supposed to be filled through travel, I nearly died laughing. I wonder if his conscience even twitched when he said that."
"What are you talking about?" Illiya could not help but interrupt the sky.
The more Illiya listened, the more wrong things began to sound.
Why had the topic suddenly shifted to his teacher, and why was the Book of Elves being ntioned?
According to the sky, had he been tricked all along?
When Nigun heard Illiya’s question, he abruptly fell silent.
A look of regret appeared on his face as he realized he had said sothing he should not have.
Seeing the look of disbelief in the young elf’s eyes, he could not say a single word, stamring and guilty, completely unable to voice the truth as his conscience weighed on him.
After that little "reminder," Illiya began to reflect on everything he had experienced so far, and slowly, a sense of realization crept over him.
No wonder his teacher’s eyes had drifted evasively when talking about how the Book of Elves needed to be filled through travel.
No wonder his teacher had shown no concern at all about sending an underage elf out into the world to journey.
No wonder the steward of the Demon Realm, Sebastian, had treated him so warmly.
No wonder the High Priest of the sky race, Nigun, had coincidentally co to find him upon his arrival.
So all along, soone had been pulling the strings from behind the scenes.
The more clearly Illiya understood, the brighter his smile beca.
So bright, in fact, that both Drow and Nigun instinctively felt danger and stepped back two paces without realizing it.
Drow: Illiya is definitely angry!
Nigun: Looks like this little elf is very angry.
Illiya slightly adjusted his expression and asked Nigun in a gentle tone about the Book of Elves: "According to what you just said, Lord Nigun, the Book of Elves does not need to be filled through travel...?"
Nigun felt guilty for a mont but quickly tried to sound firm and confident. "That... of course! Didn’t the Elf King tell you? Every Book of Elves for a future High Priest starts out blank. You just have to place it on the Elf Tree, and after a while, it fills itself!"
After speaking, the sky glanced cautiously at Illiya and lowered his voice. "Don’t tell ..."
He did not finish the sentence, but Illiya imdiately understood the rest.
"Heh." Illiya gave a laugh that did not reach his eyes.
He forced himself to remain calm and ntally reviewing his original purpose in coming to the sky race.
Once he confird that everything on his list had been accomplished, he resisted the urge to imdiately storm off and confront soone and politely bidding farewell to the skyans.
"Thank you for your answers. We’ve completed our purpose for coming here, so we won’t take up any more of your ti."
Nigun cheerfully waved his hand, expressing that he did not mind at all. "It’s nothing. I understand everyone has their own matters to take care of."
Illiya gave a small nod to Nigun, then turned and stord off with Drow toward the direction of the land realm.
This ti, if he did not confiscate all those little books of lies, he would change his na on the spot.
After watching the two young elves leave, the smile on Nigun’s face grew wider and wider until, finally, he burst into uncontrollable laughter, completely disregarding his image.
"Decem Faelorien, good luck to you."
Because skyans, after all, never hold grudges.
The End.
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