391 The Nitraria Fruit

Selma Payne’s POV:

“Go find the Council of Elders and tell them to spread the word that they’re not here to bother you. If those old men don’t even dare to do such a thing, you don’t have to care then. You can stay in the palace and close the door to the guests. You can also use some witchcraft to lock the door or hide your traces. Don’t be afraid of causing trouble, my dear. When I return, I will settle the score with the Council of Elders!”

Before I left, they promised me they would take care of Dorothy. Now, trouble came knocking on my door the moment I left. These old men really know how to put on a front!

Moreover, the ‘synesthesia vision’ plan was a secret, and Dorothy’s ability was even more confidential, be it her identity as the witch of fables or the more top-secret Eye of Insight. Now that so many people knew Dorothy’s identity, it would be a lie to say that he had nothing to do with the Council of Elders!

This group of old men made it sound like they were cowards. They didn’t dare to come into contact with this power, and that power didn’t dare speak, but they didn’t delay their secret little tricks!

On the other hand, Dorothy was much more open-minded about this matter. She even said, “It doesn’t matter. It’s not like I didn’t gain anything. At least, I’ve gotten to know quite a few forces and have sorted out the relationships between them. In fact, I can’t hide forever. Since I’ve already been exposed, I will wait for the right price and use my ability to exchange for some real benefits.

“The Spring Rain Pack is still waiting for us to feed it with more resources. Isn’t the best of both worlds if we could take the opportunity to discuss several trade routes with the elves? Besides, aren’t we planning to start our revival plan at more borders in the future? With such a huge and powerful neighbor, it’s a waste not to use it.”

“You’re really open-minded... Alright, you can do whatever you want. But you have to know your limits and not get yourself into trouble, okay?”

“Don’t worry. I’m just saying. If anything goes wrong, I’ll run faster than anyone else.”

After cutting off the connection, I couldn’t help but worry. Those elves had lived for at least hundreds of years, and each had 800 tricks up their sleeves. Could Dorothy really beat them?

This group of old men who had become sly and experienced said it so nicely and acted so pitifully, but they were still acting one way on the surface and another behind the back! And the Council of Elders thought I didn’t know what they were up to! There were too many forces gathered in the capital now. They were afraid of internal strife, so they threw Dorothy out to share the pressure.

I wished I could fly back to the capital, grab the Great Elder’s beard, and give him a good scolding. However, this was impossible, so I could only temporarily satisfy my mouth’s craving in my mind.

Dorothy’s situation made me look forward to Cage’s arrival even more.

Finally, three days later, when we reached the northern border of the Elf Forest, Dorothy finally sent us news that Cage had arrived.

Although the Council of Elders wanted to use Dorothy as a tool, they still remembered their ultimate goal and still needed to reveal that the Elf King was about to undergo the insight. Thus, this matter was not hindered.

“Before that, the elves have to pray to the Elf King and ask for forgiveness from the Goddess of Nature for prying into the king’s heart,” Dorothy said. “So we have to wait until nightfall before officially beginning the investigation.”

“Alright, let me know if you have any news. We’ve already reached the northern border. The defense here is a little sparse compared to the other places, so nothing can help.”

Perhaps it was because it was close to the sea, but the plants on the northern border were slightly different from the core of the Elf Forest. Low shrubs that were more resistant to salt and alkali were everywhere, which caused a little trouble for our pace.

While resting, Klein told us about the legends circling the northern border.

“It’s said that in ancient times, the Goddess of Nature and the Moon Goddess once had a gathering by the sea. One of the incarnations of the Moon Goddess had secretly mated with her lover and got pregnant. The Goddess of Nature saw her and said, “Your child will have a short life.” The incarnation was very afraid, so he asked the goddess for help. The Goddess of Nature then gave the Moon Goddess a nitraria fruit. The Moon Goddess then extracted the child’s father’s blood, stuffed it into the fruit, and gave it to her incarnation.

“After that, her incarnation broke up with her lover, and the man wanted to kill her and her child in a rage. No matter where she hid, she would be found. After the incarnation lost the fruit, her lover could no longer find them.

“That’s why there’s a custom in the northern border. When the child is born, the parents will take a drop of their child’s blood and drop it on the nitraria fruit, then throw it far into the sea to protect the child from disasters and a life of peace.”

What a beautiful wish... I couldn’t help but smile as I unconsciously thought of my child. I wondered how he was doing now. Was he nursing? Or was he sleeping soundly in his grandmother’s arms?

When we contacted the werewolves, most of what we talked about was just official business. In addition, the situation was getting tenser and tenser. Let alone the child, I hadn’t even seen Aldrich for a few days.

There was a dense cluster of nitraria fruit trees not far from me. Perhaps, when everything was settled, I would pick one fruit from here and bring it home to protect my child.