A trace of solemnity flashed across the elf priest's eyes.
She could feel the extremely strong blood energy and the heart-pounding murderous intent in Xilaiya.
"She killed her compatriots, and we must give her an explanation."
The elf priest spoke in a low voice but with a firm tone.
Xilaiya sneered and looked at the elf priest with disdain.
"An explanation? What explanation?"
Her voice was cold and frantic.
"What road are they taking?"
"Wang Lu!"
"On the way to the throne, what's the harm if one or two chosen kings die?!"
"you!"
The elf priest gritted his teeth, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.
But she knew that she was no match for Xilaiya.
The opponent's strength has reached a terrifying level.
"You are the last line of defense for the elves, but now you are standing against all the elves just because of one elf?"
The elf priest shouted angrily.
"you!"
The elf priest was so angry at Xilaiya's words that he trembled all over.
"Hey Hey hey!"
Xilaiya raised a disdainful smile at the corner of her mouth, and slowly took a step forward, tit for tat.
"When did you become able to represent all the elves?"
"Besides, we blood elves are on that side, so why should we explain to others?"
Her voice was cold and firm, and every word was like a sharp blade piercing the elf priest.
"Elves, if we encounter danger, we can be the last or the first line of defense, standing in the front!"
At this point, Xilaiya paused, and her expression became more indifferent.
“And now!”
Xilaiya slowly stood in front of Victoria, her body straight, like an insurmountable mountain.
"I'm standing in front of Her Royal Highness Victoria!"
"has a problem?"
Her gaze was as sharp as a knife, staring directly at the elf priest without flinching.
The elf priestess's face turned pale. She knew that she was no match for Xilaiya, and she also knew that what the other party said was true.
"Good good!"
The elf priest said the word "good" three times in a row, his tone full of anger and helplessness.
She knew she couldn't change anything, let alone force Shilaiya and Victoria.
“I hope you won’t regret it!”
After saying this, the elf priest turned around and left with the other elves.
"Let's go back."
Seeing that the group of elves had completely gone away, Xilaiya restrained her aura and spoke softly to Victoria.
Victoria nodded slightly and followed Xilaiya into the tent.
Along the way, the elves' gazes fell on Xilaiya, full of complexity and fear, making her frown.
"Do you know who it is?"
Walking into the house, Xilaiya stopped and looked at Victoria worriedly.
Victoria was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Almost..."
"Don't you suspect that I killed him?"
"Are you questioning me?" Xilaiya raised her eyebrows.
"what?"
"Since I stand by your side, it means I believe in you unconditionally"
Xilaiya said lightly.
"Xilaiya, you..." Victoria looked at Xilaiya in a daze.
"Why? Do you have any other doubts?"
Shilaiya raised an eyebrow.
"No……"
Victoria shook her head.
"Have a good rest, those guys won't bother you for a while."
Xilaiya waved goodbye and left with the blood elves.
Victoria stood there alone for a long time before she sighed softly.
She stretched out her hands, looked at the blood and cracks on her palms, and a hint of sadness emerged in the depths of her eyes.
"It can't be true!" "No, she wouldn't do such a thing"
To do this, she needed a confrontation.
Night falls.
Victoria came to the outside of the Elf Princess's room and looked at the door quietly, feeling a little complicated.
The Elf Princess Ailiner is the pride of the elves, and is the one most likely to become the next queen of the tribe.
She is the hope in the hearts of all elves and their faith.
But, now...
Taking a deep breath, Victoria reached out and pushed open the door.
squeak-
The door slowly opened, and a strange floral scent wafted in the air.
What comes into view is a huge birdcage. The room is full of flowers and trees, and the flowers are blooming and full of vitality.
But the chains that were flashing with magical light surprisingly divided this place into several small spaces.
In the center of the birdcage is an elf girl with snow-white hair and an extremely beautiful face.
She was wearing an exquisite silver dress and her body was trapped in a cage made of vines.
The girl sat quietly beside the cage, but looked up at the noise, her bright ruby eyes fixed on the person who came.
"You're here!"
The Elf Princess was not at all surprised by Victoria's arrival.
"You killed Aiyana?"
Victoria didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.
She looked at the elf princess with burning eyes, trying to see even the slightest sign of something unusual in her expression.
However, the elf princess just smiled slightly, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.
"Haha, why did you conclude that I killed him?"
Her voice was melodious and her tone was full of playfulness.
Victoria frowned and responded calmly.
"Only you have this power."
The Elf Princess was slightly stunned, then chuckled.
"Oh, yes."
"Do you really think so?"
"Is it true that I am the only one who can kill Aiyana?"
Her voice was soft, but it carried an inexplicable power that could not be ignored.
"What do you want to say?"
Victoria looked at the Elf Princess in confusion, with an uneasy feeling in her heart.
The elf princess smiled slightly, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.
"Don't you know what I want to say?"
"You've actually already guessed the answer."
The Elf Princess spoke slowly, and every word was like a hammer hitting Victoria's heart.
"But I just don't want to believe it."
“I believe that the being that has protected the elves for tens of millions of years will take action against a junior.”
Victoria's expression suddenly changed, and she stared at the Elf Princess, trying to find even a trace of falsehood on her face.
However, the Elf Princess's expression was unusually calm.
Her eyes were like deep rubies, revealing an irresistible truth.
"Do you know why all subsequent king elections have ended in failure since the birth of the first Elf King?"
The Elf Princess' voice was soft and calm.
Victoria bit her lower lip and didn't answer.
The Elf Princess smiled slightly and continued:
"Do you really think that all the kings chosen by our elves are trash?"
"No elf can bear the king's status?"
Her tone was full of sarcasm.
"What do you want to say?"
Victoria clenched her fists and her voice was low and hoarse.
She didn't want to believe, nor did she dare to believe what the elf princess said.
"say what?"
The Elf Princess chuckled, her voice filled with sadness.
"Tell you a secret."
Her eyes became unusually serious and her voice deepened.
"The Elf King is not a long-lived species." (End of this chapter)