Chapter 682 Trials, Tribulations, and Elven Intricacies
"Gah!" Virdis complained after taking a long drink from her wine glass. "This is way harder than I thought!"
"What is the point of this anyway? Galio has declared himself the god of all the goddesses, right? Are we ever going to have to face people like this in the future? Wouldn't it just be easier to ask him for help?" Glacia asked, but O'Lee slammed her water on the table.
"Why do you think he is doing this? Because he wants to look after us?" She scoffed and then took another long drink of her water. "This is about us doing our job. Why do you think this is so hard?"
Cherry, who had been quietly observing the conversation, interjected with a thoughtful expression. "I think Galio wants us to prove not just our power, but our resilience and ability to work together. It's not just about facing external threats; it's about overcoming internal conflicts and finding unity."
Me'Tal nodded in agreement. "These challenges are shaping us into leaders. It's not just about defeating enemies; it's about protecting and leading our people. The Mortal Realm needs strong and capable Goddesses who can navigate complex situations and ensure the well-being of their races."
Virdis sighed. "But do we really need to destroy a city to prove that? I mean, there has to be a better way."
O'Lee leaned forward, her eyes determined. "Galio's trials are harsh, but they're forcing us to dig deep within ourselves. We need to understand the weight of the responsibility we're taking on. It's not just about asking for help; it's about being capable of providing help when our people need us the most."
Glacia remained skeptical. "I get that, but there has to be a balance. Destroying a city for a trial seems excessive."
Cherry offered a perspective. "Maybe, but the city repairs itself, as crazy as it looks. To me, this is as close as you get to a real-life situation. Think about it? When will we ever get a chance like this to prove ourselves?"
Virdis nodded in contemplation. "I guess you're right. It's just overwhelming to see the destruction and chaos."
"It's not just about the destruction; it's about how we respond to it," O'Lee added. "The Goddesses need to be leaders who can handle crises, make tough decisions, and protect their people. This trial is pushing us to our limits, and that's exactly what we need."
Me'Tal chimed in, "And it's not just about individual strength. It's about working together as a team. The battles today showed that when we unite, we can face even the most powerful adversaries."
The group fell into a momentary silence, each reflecting on the challenges they had faced and the lessons they were learning. The weight of their responsibilities hung in the air.
"Well, isn't this cute?" A tall and slender elf asked in a voice dripping with sarcasm.
The group looked up to see three mature and regal-looking elves approaching their table in the new tavern, each with an air of superiority. Wendria, Litany, and Airoyal, the High Elves, had arrived with an amused expression on their faces.
Litany, the elf with silver hair and modern clothing, spoke first. "It seems the 'lesser' races are struggling with their little challenges. How quaint."
Wendria, with her long blonde hair and traditional attire, added, "One wonders if this chaos is truly necessary. High Elves, after all, prefer a more refined approach to leadership."
Airoyal, the enchanting elf with ivory hair and a deep fascination for avians, joined in, "Oh, but look at you all, trying so hard to prove yourselves. It's almost adorable."
Glacia narrowed her eyes, unimpressed by the condescending tone of the High Elves. "And what brings the esteemed High Elves to this humble table?"
Litany chuckled. "We couldn't help but witness the spectacle from afar and thought we'd grace you with our presence. After all, we High Elves are not strangers to challenges, although ours tend to be a bit more... sophisticated."
Wendria raised an eyebrow. "Yes, well, we thought we'd offer some guidance. Your methods seem a bit... crude."
"Do you need something? Or would you like me to fix your face?" O'Lee asked, looking up from her water, but Wendria only laughed.
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"Part of me thinks I should have made more bars, and taverns," I groaned as I watched the fight that was sure to unfold.
"Are you just going to watch them?" Tallia asked, and Breya laughed with Grace in her arms.
"What would be the point of all of this if he steps in? Is this not the point of the games to help the women work together?" Breya asked, pushing a lock of her silver hair out of her face, and I chuckled.
"You are both right, but also wrong. The women do need to work together, but the reason why we are doing this is because they haven't for longer than most people can count," I sighed, and looked back down at my portal. "I knew they would fight like this, but I also trust in many of the people that were selected. The girls also made a good point. I am not doing this so I have to keep helping everyone. The girls are going to have to figure out how to deal with their problems."
Both women were silent until Grace spoke up. ""Well, Daddy, I think you're doing a good job. The challenges are tough, but they're bringing out the best in the Goddesses. And besides, they need to learn to rely on themselves and each other, not just on you. It's a learning process, and they'll become stronger because of it."
I smiled at Grace's wise words. "You're right, Grace. It's a journey for all of us, and I have faith that they'll rise to the occasion."
As the conversation continued in the tavern below, I continued to observe the unfolding events, eager to see how the Goddesses would navigate the challenges and emerge stronger from the trials that lay ahead.
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