黑人巨鞭大战中国妇女

Chapter 578 Of Royalty and Arcana: Insights into Elven Society

"Perhaps, they want to give you the utmost honor. Or else why would a princess of royal blood is willing to be your guide and even embarrass herself like this?" The Reaper responded to him in a positive way. He further added, "But then again, she has quite a potential for her soul appears to be a strong one."

After getting convinced by the Reaper, Azzy sighed inwardly and acted as if he doesn\'t have any issues. He replied while forcing out a smile, "Hello, Miss Searvale. Please wait here. I\'ll be back within no time."

He went upstairs and returned about 20 minutes later. The elven princess was standing in the same position as she was standing 20 minutes ago. If there is one change, it is that there is a cute and tiny nine-tailed white fox sitting on her shoulder and licking its paws.

Azzy\'s attention was grabbed by the nine-tailed fox as soon as his eyes fell on the Arcana spirit. It\'s not because of its cuteness but it\'s because of the fact that it is in platinum grade and seemed like it is also mutated.

Seeing Azzy\'s attention on her Arcana Spirit, Isolde said, "This is Cainenóra. I call it \'Kai\'."

"Hello Kai," Azzy waved his hand while keeping a smile on his face. Isolde didn\'t appear to be satisfied by his reply. She asked, "Your Arcana?"

Azzy thought for a bit and released seven seals on his soul orb in order to appear as a 7-star Arcana master, and then, he summoned his soul card before the Death Scythe appeared in his left hand and an hourglass in his right hand.

In response, the nine-tail fox quickly retracted its head and curled over its master\'s neck, staring at the scythe in wariness.

"This is Death Scythe, and this is the hourglass," Azzy introduced the weapons of the Reaper instead of summoning the other Arcana spirits. He further said, "They don\'t have any special names as I don\'t hold any specific emotional connection with them."

"So, Death energy is this I heard from the stories?" Isolde\'s eyes were filled with curiosity as she observed the Death scythe and the black-colored energy dancing around the edge of its blade. Unknowingly, she started walking with her glowing eyes glued onto the scythe. The fox jumped away from her in the meantime.

With her face just a few feet away from the scythe and her head almost raised as high as possible, she mumbled, "Ar estë alcarinqua ar úmëa ná moiquë Fuińa viltë. Ya i licuva úcarindoron, cálëa símenya á mar."

As Isolda started mumbling in her Elvish language of Quenya, the curious Azzy asked the Reaper for translation, just for this time.

The Reaper obliged his request and said, "She said that it is very powerful and different from Dark energy. It looked evil but very divine at the same time. Awesome…"

"Ah, I see…" Azzy understood that she don\'t mean any bad and thanked her.

His response brought her back to the senses and her eyes met his eyes.

Her pointy ears and her pale neck turned red and she just jumped away as if he was going to attack or something.

Landing behind the white fox, Isolde bowed rapidly and apologize to him for her odd behavior

Azzy dismissed the weapon of Reaper and told her that it was okay. The Nine-tailed fox then jumped back onto her shoulder and opened its mouth, "My host isn\'t good at speaking the language of humans. So, allow me to be her translator."

Earlier, it was so afraid of Death Scythe and now, seeing it acting like an aloof beast, Azzy felt the urge to laugh but he controlled himself and nodded.

For the rest of the day, Azzy and his family spent their time mostly touring the most important places within the empire of Eden, whatever the elves call it. 

Azzy thought it was all pointless as he was never going to come here again. But, his little sister had grown quite attached to the nine-tail fox, treating it like a pet while the latter didn\'t express its discomfort due to its obligations as the escort.

Meanwhile, Azzy learned a few interesting things. One of them is the royal family\'s connection with the Bard, who hailed to be the greatest elven spy and had his statue erected in the south due to the fact that he had somehow managed to bring the seed of the world tree to the elves. 

1000 years after the plantation of the seed, the new world tree eventually grew up to its peak and started blessing individuals randomly. 

Since then, it became mandatory for the 12-year-old elven Arcana Masters to visit the place for blessings. Every elf worships the Yggdrasil, hoping to get chosen as its host. 

Azzy thought that the story of the Bard is just something he doesn\'t need to pay attention to, but he didn\'t expect he would remember him after all these years.

Secondly, the elves have their own headache in the form of dark elves that live in forests, unlike the rest. They live in the same pocket world but they refuse to bow before the royal family, i.e. the celestial elf race.

Their thinking was in the same line as Azzy first earlier thought of the elves. They don\'t want fancy buildings and technology. This race of High elves class only wanted to live with nature.

For the sake of peace in the empire, the forest of Valandor was declared an autonomous territory, and the Dark Elves were given full power over it. More than ten thousand common elves followed the ideology of Dark Elves were now living in the forest.

In return, they will not raise their weapons against the mainlanders outside their region and neither would they ever leave the Empire of Eden to settle in the material world. 

Back to the present, after covering various important places except for Yggdrasil as the elves weren\'t interested to get their challenger blessed by their world tree, Azzy and the others returned to the Searvale Tower by midnight. All day, they only ate the food in fancy restaurants.

Isolde escorted each of them to their room, one after another. Azzy\'s turn came last.

As her maid opened the door for Azzy, the princess let out a smile and spoke, "Armar ná hlarindon neldë i lá vanda lairëa. Ai yando ná i menelien avaquelindë lómelindë ar lissenen. Anar calindon i armar ná, mal átië i nér winyë. Neldor ná carwalta, ar liryalë cenien alassenye sina ná lestanen hísië, ar i mal úvë ar caluvalyë matëa haryanwë."

As a look of surprise appeared on the maid, the little white fox on her shoulder opened its mouth to translate it, "Your battle with my…"

The princess dismissed her Arcana spirit before it finished the sentence and bowed, "Good Night."

"Ah, yes, Good night." Azzy bowed in return and Isolda quickly turned around to walk away at a hastened pace. The maid also bowed to Azzy and followed the princess.