Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Boom! Crack, crack. A bunch of noises sounded one after another.
The realm had already fused, but the two had been separated for too long. They still needed time to meld against each other for them to be perfectly seamless. In the new Firuman Realm, these commotions would happen for quite some time.
After the realms fused, Link floated down from the sky and landed in the Isle of Dawn.
Before, he’d practically controlled all of the realm’s power. He successfully fused the realms by manipulating this mighty strength. Now, he was exhausted, his energy spent.
Thud. Link landed unsteadily and actually fell over. He was very weak now.
At this time, the royal capital was in a mess too. It had practically become a pile of rubble. The World Tree seemed to be whole now, but it had dimmed. The shining faint green leaves had all withered and turned yellow.
After standing for a while, Link discovered that leaves were falling. He reached and caught it. It was a leaf from the World Tree that had dried out. It had lost all vitality. He applied some pressure and crumbled it.
Whoosh, whoosh. As a breeze blew by, the leaves fell down like snow. Many dried twigs were revealed in the blink of an eye.
Amongst the falling leaves, Link saw many bodies fall down too. These were the High Elf Elders. At the last moment of the realm fusion, they couldn’t withstand the horrifying energy current. They all died in a horrible state. Their skin had cracked, their eyeballs had exploded, and their bones had decayed. This was caused by energy bursting from their bodies.
Another bloody body fell from the sky. In the air, it still glowed faintly with a green light. It also slowed down a bit. They were probably still alive.
At this time, Link had also rested a bit, and his energy recovered a little. He swiped his hand, and a small circle of runes appeared to guide the bloody body to him.
When it got closer, Link could see that it was actually the High Elf Queen. She was soon guided to Link’s side by the spell. She was all bloody, but she was still conscious. The three divine gears had blocked most of the energy surge at the most critical moment.
“Are the realms fused?” Her voice was weak and breathy.
“Yes.” Link nodded. He lightly patted the High Elf Queen’s back, casting a blessing cure for her.
When he finished, he furrowed his brows. When he’d touched the queen’s back, he’d felt her soul. The huge Natural Mana wave had not only destroyed her body. It also riddled her soul with holes. It was a miracle that she was still alive!
After the blessing, the queen became more clear-headed and recovered some strength. She stared at Link with bloodshot eyes. In her eyes, Link still looked like the High Elf Theodore Morgenstern.
“I can’t go on. Don’t forget about the 100-year promise,” she murmured.
Link nodded. “As long as I’m alive, no one will have their eyes on the Isle of Dawn for 100 years.”
“No, that’s not enough.” The queen’s hand twitched, and her scepter floated up, flying to Link. “After I die, take the three divine gears. I want you to become the High Elf King as Theodore Morgenstern and cultivate a good heir for the Isle of Dawn.”
Link frowned slightly, but the queen was already close to death. This task wasn’t that hard either. A few seconds later, he nodded. “Okay.”
Hearing that, the queen’s knitted brows smoothed and she smiled slightly. “Link, I believe your character. You will fulfill all your promises. Now that you agreed, I am satisfied. The Silvermoon family can’t end with me. I have another daughter, Cynthia. She’s only 24 years old. If you wish, marry her. If you don’t, find someone for her… ah…”
At the end, the queen let out a soft breath, and her hand fell down. She’d died.
Link gently placed the queen’s body onto the ground. Looking up, he realized that the leaves on the World Tree had all fallen down. The trunk had started cracking too. It was actually falling apart.
From now on, the protector of the Isle of Dawn would no longer exist. Without its protection, the High Elves would fall to the mortal world from heaven.
Link rose and stood in place for a while before footsteps sounded by him. He looked around and saw that the High Elves of the city had come.
The leader was an Elder who’d survived. He was from the Silvermoon family and evidently knew about the queen’s wishes. When he reached Link, he knelt and said respectfully, “Your Majesty.”
Because he was the leader and the realms had just been fused, the other High Elves all bowed as well, greeting him as the king.
Link had received the High Elf King’s throne without any dispute. In reality, he didn’t feel any glory. Instead, it was a burden. If the queen and elders hadn’t given their lives for the fusion, he wouldn’t have agreed. But since he did, he wouldn’t regret it. Faced with the bowing elves, he raised his scepter in reply.
The old ruler had died, and the new ruler had arrived. Next was the High Elf Queen’s funeral. Link busied over this for the night and finally finished at dawn. Instead of resting, he had to attend the coronation ceremony.
This was even more pompous. Link wanted to do it simply, but the High Elves had a rich tradition. There were countless complicated details. It still took three days before Link became the legitimate king.
After these three days, the palace had been renovated too. Link moved in naturally while the original Silvermoon royal family moved out. This was the rule. Even if Link allowed them to stay, the other High Elves would be upset.
After moving in, Link issued some orders about resting and isolated himself. He focused on organizing the knowledge and experience received from the realm fusion. The experience was very precious and pertained to the deepest secrets of the realm. Link didn’t step out of the room and completely immersed in it. He even forgot about the passage of time.
Ten days passed like this. During the late night of the tenth day, Link was studying a magic seal in his room. Suddenly, he heard a tap from the door. Looking up, he saw a High Elf woman he’d never seen before.
