Chapter 92: Soul Cage

Chapter 92: Soul Cage

Most of the ancient trees here were more than a thousand years old.

If you wanted to enjoy the sunlight, as long as you knew a few words of elvish, the ancient trees would also spread their branches and leaves, allowing the sunlight to shine on your face.

I know you love planting trees, Matthew. You’ll love it here.

When I first entered the city, I was so happy.

But soon, reality poured cold water on my face.

Before I left, my father only said that he would send me to learn elven songs and dances, but he didn’t tell me that I had to learn swordsmanship and spells at the same time!

I was sent to join a group of half-elves and elves.

I’m the only human in the entire group.

Although everyone there greeted me with a smile, I could feel the thick estrangement and indifference under the smile.

They don’t welcome me.

They even discriminated against humans.

Once, after a dance class, I overheard a half-elf saying to her companion while changing clothes,

"That human big-breasted girl really knows how to show off her figure, but what’s the use? Her dancing was not bad. Her swordsmanship and magic were both zero points! I don’t think she can become a Sword Chanter at all.”

Her companion smiled and replied,

“Why are you paying attention to her? Forty years later, her voluptuous figure would quickly shrivel like a punctured balloon. Isn’t that the tragedy of human girls? I feel that with her hard work, she still has a chance to become the lowest-level of sword chanter. But by then, she will already be an old woman who can’t dance.”

I was really sad after hearing it.

It wasn’t because they were mean but because they lamented the short life of humans.

Half-elves had a lifespan of at least 300 years. Wood elves had twice as long as them. It was said that the night elves in the Perpetual Night Forest had even longer lifespans.

But what about us?The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñòv€l-B1n.

I would inevitably age in a few decades at most.

I feel really bad.

Matthew.

If you have any brilliant suggestions, please write back and let me know!

By the time I wrote this, the sky had already turned dark.

The fragrance of roasted meat wafted through the inn. Not all elves were vegetarian. Their roasted meat was light and not greasy, and it had a unique flavour.

However, I still missed the leaf-rolled barbecue in Rolling Stone Town more.

Tomorrow will be the Spring Festival, and there will be fireworks in town again. Old York’s family will push the last batch of pigs and wine to sell everywhere. Everyone will gather to eat cotton candy and honey strawberries. Who will win my favourite arm-wrestling competition and Martin Run this time?

I won’t be there to see it.

But I know that it must be a very lively scene.

I really wanted to go home.

You must reply to me!

PIease!

– Yours, Beanna, 3.28, in the Jade Court.”

After reading through it, Matthew felt a little emotional.

He had guessed that Beanna would write to him, but he hadn’t expected her journey and her studies in Jade Court to be so tumultuous.

Beanna and Sif had always been the most outstanding students in Matthew’s class.

Their family backgrounds were very good.

Beanna’s father was a great businessman with great vision and charm, and her mother was the only daughter of a great noble in the city.

Compared to Sif, Beanna’s personality was more reserved and quiet.

Therefore, her confession that day shocked Matthew.

After reading the various experiences mentioned in the letter.

Matthew went home and pondered for a moment before writing a long reply to her..