Chapter 573: Chapter 329: Flawed People (Double-Length Chapter)
A few days later.
A loud bang echoed across the sea surface, water splashing everywhere.
Rogel’s figure emerged from it, calmly returning to the back of Uvie Muzhe.
"How did it go, Rogel, did you get it done?" Uvie Muzhe inquired.
"Yes." Rogel nodded quietly: "Let’s go, continue to Dragon Village."
Uvie Muzhe heard this and did not ask further, remembering last time when casual questions left him thoroughly disheartened by Rogel’s striking responses.
Sitting cross-legged on the back of Uvie Muzhe.
Rogel’s face remained calm, while his mind contemplated the clues he had gathered in the Treasure Pearl Sea recently.
The Treasure Pearl Sea was now a barren wasteland, showing no signs of normal life.
On the seabed plain, beautiful coral trees flourished, adorned with bright and enchanting pearls.
In its central area, Rogel found the ruins where the Mermaid clan once lived.
This scene was exactly the same as what he had seen in Naya’s memories, clearly the same place.
Undoubtedly, the tragedy occurred here.
However, the timeline simply didn’t add up.
That was a minor issue, as Rogel already knew the cave’s scene was a "fragment" peeled from the Main World.
The problem lay in the things he encountered at the Mermaid clan’s ruins.
An aberrant coral tree monster.
Its strength wasn’t formidable, as Rogel easily destroyed it with a flick of his finger.
Yet he found some clues around this aberrant creature.
These clues pointed to... the Extreme Night Stars!
This didn’t surprise Rogel.
In fact, upon discovering this, he could immediately piece everything together.
Undoubtedly, the Extreme Night Stars were the culprits.
And the escape and aberration of the Mermaid clan were inseparable from one person—Calabro.
The one who planted the Blood-sucking Rose Curse on Luther.
After failing to declare love to Luther, he fled to the Extreme Night Stars.
He himself also underwent aberration due to the Magic Potion.
Very likely, he was the source of the aberration...
Quite a coincidence.
After letting out a breath, Rogel looked at the sea horizon ahead, lost in thought.
...
Scot Island, beside the Black Tide Cathedral’s large garden.
This large garden was supervised and built by a famous florist on Scot Island, existing long before the Black Tide Cathedral was established.
The architectural style had a unique charm, with intricate decorations.
As for the flowers here, there’s no need to elaborate, they’re a vibrant scene, and the fragrance wafts from here to Scot’s main square daily.
"Hehehe..."
A few children were playing joyfully inside, their laughter ringing out happily.
Notably, each child had unattractive features; their faces or bodies had some defects more or less.
Soon, one child diverted their attention to a beautiful tri-color flower nearby.
"Wow—what a beautiful flower..."
The little boy’s eyes sparkled with delight, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand to pick the beautiful tri-color flower.
However, just as his hand was about to reach the flower, a slender little hand pressed down a petal in front of him, revealing a small face full of annoyance.
"You are disturbing Iya’s sleep!"
Iya stood up disgruntledly, looking at them.
As a Gardener Elf, she naturally enjoyed this beautiful large garden, often coming here for naps.
The flowers here made her feel warm and comfortable.
However, there were some annoying aspects, namely these children—they were far too noisy.
Usually, Iya would leave here in the morning, but today she overslept, which was why these kids woke her up.
When the children heard her rebuke, their first reaction wasn’t anger; instead, they widened their eyes, and soon their faces showed extreme delight.
"An Elf! It’s a Little Elf!"
"Look, everyone! Nepu wasn’t lying! I see a Little Elf now!"
The child shouted excitedly, calling out to his friends all around.
Soon enough, a whole group of children quickly gathered around.
And then, a child made a suggestion.
"She’s so pretty, let’s take the Little Elf home!"
"Yes, yes! Capture her and put her in a cage!"
"I’ll make lots and lots of pretty little clothes for her!"
The children chattered noisily, one even suggested stripping Iya’s clothes to take a look.
Iya’s small face grew darker and darker.
She was truly angry now.
Although she liked staying in her little wooden house, she had no intention of sleeping in a cage. These bratty kids, how annoying!
"Ao Yi, you’re up to mischief again, come here."
At this moment, a gentle yet slightly stern voice arose.
Upon hearing this voice, the children shuddered in fear, dismissing their previous ideas and bowing their heads.
When Iya saw the newcomer, she couldn’t help but blink.
It was a tall young woman, and even the wide Black Tide Believer’s Female Monk Robe couldn’t hide her beautiful curves.
However, her eyes were covered with a thick black blindfold.
Nevertheless, her facial charm remained unfettered, instead gaining a touch of indescribable mystery.
She was Noelle, the Black Tide Cathedral’s ritual nun on Scot.
"Iya, did you oversleep again?"
Anda followed behind Noelle, looking at Iya among the flowers with exasperation.
"Hehe..."
Hearing this, Iya could only chuckle awkwardly, blinking at her.
