13. Isabella’s Difficulties
Hearing Reina agree to their decision, Isabella’s ears twitched, and her posture became more cheerful. But unfortunately, she suddenly tripped on a vine… Her already pale face became even weaker. At the last moment, Reina used gravity magic to pull her up.
“Thank you…”
Her eyes flickered, thinking about how to face Reina. The latter shook her head, indicating that she shouldn’t mind.
Just then, Reina subconsciously opened the [Eye of Light].
Wait a minute…
It was actually the trace of forbidden magic.
The time needed to be traced back to decades ago, but this child had indeed been harmed by forbidden magic.
“…I’ve always been in poor health, I’m sorry.”
“What kind of person is Elena?” Reina, knowing that she didn’t want to discuss this topic too much, decided to let her relax with other topics first, instead of holding onto it.
Mentioning that woman, Isabella finally smiled gently:
“She often comes to talk to me. She’s the best human I’ve ever met.”
“Mama, talk!” Celes opened her mouth.
“How cute,” Isabella glanced at Celes, but found that Celes didn’t seem to be looking at her at all, so she didn’t say anything more.
“Is she also your supporter?” Reina asked casually, as if she didn’t care.
“…Ah, I really can’t hide it from you, Miss Dragon. I am indeed competing with Miss Mura. Isabella also hopes that I can be elected. I also like her very much, and she also often gives me some medicine, so that I can support my current body.”
Reina’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Isabella, destiny level nine. She was among the top among the living elves and was a rare genius in history. And her body was actually so weak.
Unfortunately, the current Reina could see at a glance what was wrong with her body.
—Severe malnutrition, and a damaged soul.
The only fortunate thing was that her soul core had not been damaged at all, otherwise the pain she would have to endure would not just be this kind of pain… similar to having a severe cold every day.
And the medicine Elena gave her every day should be one of the most precious medicinal materials at present, a medicine made from the petals of the [Red Magnetic Flower], which could alleviate the pain of the soul. The annual output of the entire human world was less than 100 bottles.
“Do you know Mura?”
“I do.”
Isabella said with a smile, “Although I’ve always felt guilty towards her, I’ve always treated her with indifference. Now, I’m also getting my retribution. Actually, I didn’t originally have that kind of thought about her, but no matter how I explain it, I’ve already been labeled with a guilty tag.”
“Your time is still long.”
Reina gave an ambiguous answer, which was also a kind of comfort.
“Thank you.”
Mura summoned a fairy from a tree, but found that Calysia and Reina didn’t know this kind of magic, so she had to awkwardly summon more fairies on the spot… It seemed that the venue was still far from here.
While waiting, Celes lay on Reina’s head, her half-closed eyes finally unable to hold on any longer, but her whole body went limp, and her body almost slipped off. Fortunately, Reina was quick-witted and caught her, holding her in front of her chest.
“Mura and you went to the same school.”
Calysia’s question seemed to have eased the awkwardness to some extent.
“Yes, that’s right… How did you know?”
“I’ve seen your files,” Calysia said directly. She had almost directly said that she could access the God Slaying Society’s information database.
“I see. Actually, Mura was a genius in the past. When she first enrolled, she defeated a senior in a combat competition and won seven consecutive championships in the elven magic competition… But she has always been an independent dark elf, so many people don’t like her.”
“Is she that strong?” Reina was surprised, thinking of her own level 100 challenge to level 200, but in fact, she was just constantly using her authority.
“Yes, she works harder than anyone else, and her personality is a bit more straightforward… She once almost broke an arm for her friend. Unfortunately, her friend still betrayed her. Destiny is a fatal weakness, but even so, she can still become a high-ranking demon through acquired cultivation.”
She sighed helplessly:
“But it wasn’t until last time that we knew she had been hiding her strength. It was only then that we knew that the one with an extraordinary destiny was just us, these ordinary beings.”
Five minutes later, a group of fairies appeared above everyone’s heads, pulling a small carriage that looked like a Ferris wheel cabin. Reina was the last to approach, and the door was closed by the fairies. Then, the carriage floated up.
Such a complicated process, it would be better for a dragon to just flap its wings.
On the way, Isabella looked out the window, and many fragments flashed in her eyes.
Another twenty minutes passed, and the carriage stopped on a small platform.
Surrounding it were dry, hanging brown vines. At the end of the platform was a small villa.
There were two or three scattered people around the villa.
It seemed that this was the venue for Elena’s speech.
It could be sensed that most of the people in the villa were elves, with a few supporters from different races, but there were no blood race or dragon race members.
On the edge of the villa, a girl was looking at the bustling city below with dim eyes. She was sitting on the edge of the platform, making one worry that she would accidentally fall off.
—Pesa.
Hearing footsteps, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Reina with a surprised expression.
As if sensing a familiar aura, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes. She stood up and was about to walk over, but suddenly discovered that Reina was not the person she was looking for. She lowered her head again, turned and left, running to hide behind the villa.
“That’s Miss Pesa, one of the current bishops of humanity. Don’t mind her. She’s always been like this. It’s said that she often mistakes people for others.”
“I see.”
Reina nodded.
Celes opened her eyes and stared at the gradually departing figure, a little hesitant.
“What’s wrong, Little Celes?”
“Mama, that person is pitiful.”
“Why is she pitiful?”
“She has no mother.”
“Dummy.”
Reina smiled and patted her head, not knowing how to explain.
Unexpectedly, Celes, hearing herself being called a dummy, actually laughed out loud:
“I’m a dummy!”
“Yes, you’re a dummy princess.”
Walking into the villa was a room that had been converted into a venue.
This place was not as prosperous and bright as the central city. The interior was decorated with glowing amber, but it was still a bit desolate and dark.
A young woman with deep blue hair was tidying her clothes and skirt in the darkness. Her small body was cinched by a corset, which made her shed a few tears. But she still endured, put on her beautiful clothes, posed in front of the mirror, and then let out a sigh of relief.
Seeing Reina’s gaze, the innocence on her face disappeared, replaced by a coldness.
“Welcome, Miss Dragon.”
Her name was Elena.
