Book 14: Chapter 16


    Blood didnt make up the entirety of mana. Mana was a necessity for elves, but something humans couldntprehend no matter how they tried. Mana used blood in an elfs body as a medium to travel, and it maintained the functions within an elfs body. Mana was also the reason elves were immune to humanitys illnesses, the reason for their longer lifespan in addition to the reason they can utilise magic.


    Mana was formless, invisible and without an odour; however, it genuinely existed in this world and was stored within the body of elves. Therefore, it could escape their body along with their blood. Needless to say, it could also be released via magic deployment. The reason dark elves were dark elves was because they stole mana from other elves in order to purify their mana. They used a magical formation to extract the mana from an individuals body. The Gdriel Tribe had a grasp on the magic technique, which meant Vyvyan could also employ it.


    The magic formation before Vyvyan emitted a dangerous red light from the ground. She could faintly see a trail running along the ground, through the Earth and reappearing in the forest. It then flowed to the centre of Duargana and extended its reach beyond. If one were to look down from above with a birds-eye view, one would see Duargana enclosed in a five-corner star magic formation after the trail appeared. The magic formation enclosed Duargana, and the red trails that created the five-corner star connected the magic formation together. Visibly, then, it created a thin red light from atop Duargana.


    If you drew the formation on a victim then drew your body onto a formation, the victims mana collected in the body of the one who harmed the victim. That was the magic transfer formation. The method wouldnt kill the victim; however, itd leave them in an extremely weakened state due to inadequate mana levels. Hence, the user wouldnt kill with it. That exined why the Gdriel Tribe, a tribe of dark elves, became the strongest elves without requiring blood.


    From the Gdriel Tribes perspective, killing people to extract their blood was a pointless endeavour, for the reason that keeping them to infinitely absorb their mana was the best strategy. That was why Vyvyan used five of those magic formations to situate Duargana underneath her formation, basically locating everyone below the formation where she consumed magic. The catch was she didnt intend to draw the recipient formation on herself.


    Vyvya destroyed the entire Tower of Heaven. She tore apart the so-called God with her bare hands. He didnt look so mighty. Perhaps it was also because he never expected her to attack him. Actually, with over ten years of tempering, she had tempered her mana to the point it was the same as a pure-blue me. Killing gods was a matter of choice to Vyvyan. God was just a body of mana. It wasnt hard to defeat him as long as she knew how to counter him.


    Vyvyan was in incredible pain due to consuming Gods mana. She finally learnt the reason she had to first give up a body of flesh to be a god. It was because she didnt know what to do with the surge of mana. Her eyes couldnt turn back to blue. Shepletely awoke her dark elf blood.


    ughter, mana and destruction motivated dark elves. Nobody could maintain a perfect soul after killing. Would elves who lost their conscience and soul still have anything they needed to protect? Vyvyan was different to ordinary dark elves, though. She wasnt an aimless walking being. She abandoned her soul and conscience her sons sake. She gave up the throne the Gdriel Tribe had upied for centuries and even the denizens she once loved. Obviously, she saw all of those things as trivial things. She could give up anything as long as she could have her son. She could kill one person, ten people and even a city of people. She was willing to do anything to have her son.


    Vyvyan peered at the sky. The sun was setting. She was done with her task for the day. She had ns to be a god, but she sort of lost control, and that was the state of affairs. She figured it was fine, nevertheless. She absorbed his blood, granting her sufficient mana to draw the formations. She could provide her son with an entire citys poptions mana, and Duarganas people would never wither. Her son could return to normal as long as she drew the formation on her sons body.


    This is why Im Troys Mom. Im forever his Mom. Elizabeth, Lucia, Nier, Ling Yue and whoever else, are all but waste before me. I am the only one who can save Troy. My Troy must rely on me. I can sacrifice everything in exchange for his well-being, but others cant. Therefore, no matter who they are, no matter who is by my sons side, I will forever be his irreceable Mom. So what if its Lucia or Elizabeth? Im the only one who can save my son when hes in a crisis. In the end, Im the only one who can be with him.


    Im his mother. Ill protect him forever ande to his aid when he needs me, because Im his Mom. I should, therefore, give everything to him, be it this world, my body or soul or even both of them. I can fearlessly go through with anything, includingpletely converting into a pure dark elf, as I live for my son.


    These lowly elves should be d that they had the privilege of eventually bing a part of the Gdriel Tribes noble lineage, Vyvyan reasoned.


    Vyvyan vanished from the ground after an explosion sound, leaving just the blood-red formation and leaves blowing fiercely in the wind The entire city and Duargana was Vyvyans pasturnd. She viewed her people as mere beastspared to her son.


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    Nier and Tanya looked up at the city doors before them. Duarganas city doors were the same as before. Elven soldiers and the imperial guards tightened the doors security, as night was falling. Additionally, there was no longer a line of people lined up. For them to head over then, meant that they would have toe face to face with the elven soldiers.


    <em></em>The elves acknowledged Troy and Lucia, but they may not acknowledge me. Im sure that the elves consider Lucia to be the only Princess. As a human, Im bound to not be weed, analysed Nier.


    Scaling the city walls wouldnt simple matter. Plus, Nier didnt think she could avoid the elves inspection magic.Tanya quietly said, What do we do, Royal Princess? Shall we ughter our way in? If His Majesty is in the Imperial Pce, he would likelye out if he were to hear our voices. You are his beloved Royal Princess. There is no way he would not show himself.


    Nier shook her head: I dont think that my husband is at Duargana. If Vyvyan was so confident, that means that shes put my husband under house arrest already. If thats the case, charging in would be straight up suicide. As soon as we strike, the elves will have a reason to kill us, so we cant be the ones to initiate.


    Somewhat displeased about Niers hesitation, the White Deer King raised its head then snorted twice and stamped its feet. It was out of patience and wanted to go in. Nier was somewhat surprised to see the deers behaviour. It took her a moment to understand what it was trying to express. Once she understood what it was suggesting, she patted it: Lets go.


    The elves might not recognise Nier, but there was no doubt they recognised the White Deer King, for it was their Princes steed. Seeing the White Deer King meant theyd definitely recognise that it was Prince Troy.


    The White Deer King stamped its feet. It trained its eyes on the door and sped up. Tanyas horse barely kept up with it from behind. The horse seemed to be in extreme difort. Nier pulled over a cloak and covered her face. She leaned down onto White Deer King, and they rushed to the doors.


    If this works, itd be the most perfect strategy, Nier thought.


    A door guard noticed a white object charging towards them. As soon as he went to call out, the imperial guard yanked him aside. All they could do was watch the white silhouette and horse behind it rush into the centre. The elven guard looked at the imperial guard with a dumbfounded countenance and yelled, What is the meaning of this?! Why did you do that?! They forced their way into our Imperial Capital of Duargana! That is a crime that would incur the death sentence! Why did you let them in?!


    The imperial guard irritably smacked the door guard on his helmet: You fool. Thats the Elven Prince, Troy Gdriel! Didnt you see the White Deer King? You think anybody can ride it? Only His Highness can ride it, so it must be His Highness. Something in the Imperial Pce mustve happened if he went that fast. You think wed dare to stop him? If the stopped him, Prince Troy and Queen Vyvyan would punish us!


    What about the one behind him, then?


    The Imperial Guard looked in the direction of the silhouettes that vanished a while ago. He licked his lips and nostalgically replied, If they could follow behind His Highness, they must be his bodyguard. You think His Highness would run around alone? In short, it was His Highness. What hes doing must be rted to the imperial family. We shouldnt involve ourselves. I hope that he can sort it out. Come to think of it His Highness has not been home in a long time


    Nier and Tanya rushed into a small corner then removed their cloaks. Nervous, they panted. The White Deer King proudly stamped its feet and snorted as though it was trying to ask for credit. Nier rubbed its head, and then shifted her gaze over to the Imperial Pce.


    The pce wasnt the city doors. There was no way they could charge through. However, Nier didnt need to. She only needed to find out if her husband was inside or not.