He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 107: Fishley's Attack! We must use milk to feed the Ancient Tree of Life!

"These are two miracles of dawn granted to me by His Holiness the Pope. You've already seen one of them. It possesses a more condensed and powerful vitality, and it's bone powder that can quickly stimulate the growth of plants."

"And the other one is milk that is said to be able to eliminate all negative states!"

"If the root of the Ancient Tree of Life's problems lies in the curse, then these two miracles are likely to allow the Ancient Tree of Life to regain its life."

After hearing Fishley's explanation, the Elf Queen subconsciously wanted to retort that it was impossible.

In the hundreds of years that she has been alive, she has mastered many ways to remove curses.

Taught by the previous generation, researched by herself, and created by inspiration while discussing magic with others...

When it comes to breaking curses, there may be no one more professional than the Elf Queen in the entire Rodri continent.

And within the scope of her own professional field, the Elf Queen can say with great certainty.

There is absolutely no panacea in this world that can remove all curses!

and……

The medicine turned out to be a bucket of ordinary milk.

Even if it is a miracle, it should at least abide by the basic laws of the Rodri continent, right?
Even if this bucket of milk glows, she can still barely believe it!
But out of respect for Fishley, and also because Fishley had good intentions, the Elf Queen did not speak her mind directly.

But just because she didn't say it didn't mean Fishley couldn't see that the Elf Queen was full of doubts about this.

"Her Majesty the Queen."

Fishley spoke calmly.

"I know you are the best curse breaker in the Rodri Continent. Naturally, you wouldn't believe such a thing. You might even not believe that Dawn really exists."

"But please forgive me for what I'm about to say, which may sound a bit harsh... What is the basis for your judgment? Hundreds of years of life experience?"

"But if we go by past experience, a life that has been infected and corrupted by the Undead Demons will never recover and become a human."

"Based on experience, there is no magic or substance in the world that can instantly give rise to the Emerald Spirit Tree in our Elven Forest."

"But now..."

Fishley pointed to the Emerald Spirit Tree, which had grown to the point where it needed to be looked up at after being stimulated by bone meal. Fishley looked at the Elf Queen with a serious face.

He said earnestly:
"These miracles that were impossible and shouldn't have happened have all happened!"

"Then why can't milk cure all curses? Why can't gods exist?"

"Your Majesty, if you have tried everything you can and nothing works, why not try a true miracle?"

The Elf Queen was silent.

Just as Fishley said, although she had not witnessed the many miracles of the Dawn Cult with her own eyes, the bone powder took effect right under her nose.

The Cuiling tree also grew to its present state in a flash right under his nose.

In any case, the miracle of bone meal has at least produced tangible results.

Since this ordinary bone meal has such a powerful effect, it seems acceptable for milk to be a little special...

After frowning and thinking for a long time, the Elf Queen still hesitated and said:

"I understand what you mean. Experience can't determine everything, but... the Ancient Tree of Life is, after all, related to the lifeblood of our elves..."

"Besides, there are still many elves on the Ancient Tree of Life that have not yet been born. If this bone powder and milk affect the Ancient Tree of Life..."

Fishley thought for a moment and shook her head.

"That shouldn't be the case. Bone meal has a very strong and beneficial catalytic effect on plants. I've observed it many times, and it doesn't harm the plants themselves."

"According to His Holiness the Pope, milk is a magical item that can resolve all negative effects. Even if this effect doesn't work, it's still just a bucket of milk..."

"The Ancient Tree of Life shouldn't be that fragile. After all, when we tried to solve the problem ourselves before, many of the methods we used were not gentle."

Looking at Fishley's determined face, the Elf Queen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I guess even if she doesn't agree to let Fishley use it, she will try it secretly on her own later.

The Elf Queen suddenly wanted to see the Dawn Cult with her own eyes and meet the legendary Pope.

She really wanted to ask Ian in person what he had said to Fishley that had transformed the designated heir she had worked so hard to train into this state in an instant.

But it’s not entirely an accusation.

The Elf Queen is actually very satisfied with Fishley's current changes.

Every heir to the throne needs to go through a critical stage before becoming a qualified and mature queen.

That is, a refutation of the previous queen.

The Elf Queen is responsible for the entire elven race, and every word, action, and decision she makes affects the future of the elven race.

Therefore, the Queen's gaze must be constantly changing, independent and autonomous.

The same was true of the Elf Queen herself, who went from obeying the previous Queen's orders to refuting her for the first time, and finally ascending the throne.

And now, Fishley has also entered this stage.

To be honest, the Elf Queen is quite grateful to the Cult of Dawn for inspiring Fishley's independence.

The Elf Queen was secretly happy about Fishley's changes, but now was not the time to talk about it.

I simply transformed my curiosity about the Dawn Cult into a seed and planted it deep in my heart.

……

What Fishley said just now does make some sense. The Ancient Tree of Life is not that fragile.

Milk and bone meal are also very benign items in themselves.

What made the Elf Queen hesitate was that these things were imbued with divinity and were the carriers of the so-called miracles of the Dawn Cult.

So far, the Elf Queen still cannot believe that there really are gods in the world. After all, she hasn’t heard of them for so many years. How come they appear today?

But looking at Fishley's determined gaze, the Elf Queen nodded slightly and said:

"This matter is of great importance. I need to hold a meeting with the other guardians of the Ancient Tree of Life to discuss it."

Seeing that Fishley was about to say something, the Elf Queen added:
"Don't worry, it won't take long. We just need to notify everyone and take some precautionary measures."

"Once I can guarantee that everything is foolproof, I will let you start trying. However... I hope you will be mentally prepared." The Elf Queen paused and said meaningfully:

"The current situation on the anti-demon front is not optimistic, especially since we know that many humans may have secretly communicated with the demons."

Fishley's expression darkened, and she was about to say something, but the Elf Queen didn't give her a chance to speak.

"I understand your thoughts. To be honest, if there is no other choice, who would be willing to be a deserter? But Fishley..."

The Elf Queen said solemnly:
"The continuation of our race is above all else! Countless elves have fought so hard to achieve this day, but we cannot destroy it in our hands!"

"No matter what, the elves must continue to exist!"

As she spoke, the Elf Queen carefully pushed the bone powder on the table in front of Fishley.

"If that day ever comes, this miracle from the Dawn Cult might be of even greater help to you."

"Fishley, joining the Dawn Cult is the right decision for you. I support you."

Fishley lowered her head in silence, then slowly raised her head after a long time.

"Your Majesty, are you no longer willing to continue to resolutely fight against the demons?"

"No! Between me and the demons, it's always a fight to the death!"

The Elf Queen answered Fishley decisively, then turned and said earnestly:
"This is my mission! But not yours, Fishley..."

"Am I not an elf?"

Fishley's heart suddenly became angry, and she suddenly stood up and looked directly at the Elf Queen.

"Your Majesty, I don't understand!"

"You always talk about missions! But before I accept this mission, I am first an elf!"

"As an elf, isn't your most important mission to fight the demons to the end?"

Fishley pointed angrily outside the pavilion, her tone full of disappointment and anger.

"And! Your Majesty, the Ancient Tree of Life has been polluted! But have the noble souls of the elves also been tainted?"

"Have you heard? From Grandpa Rock to the other elven warriors, they all call Kalifa and the others the Magicless!"

"Aren't they elves? Aren't they also our people, born from the Ancient Tree of Life? Aren't they also doing their best to fight against the demons?"

"Why do the elves, who claim to be the smartest race in the Rodri continent, now have such terrible prejudice?"

Fishley became more and more excited as she spoke, completely ignoring the Elf Queen's somewhat depressed expression.

Fishley pointed at the parchment on the table and said indignantly:
"We despise humanity's capitulationism, yet why are we so vague about our own escapism? Did you know? His Holiness the Pope says this is a double standard!"

"Surrendering and running away are equally despicable!"

"This is my own idea. I don't deny the necessity of the elves' continuation, but I will definitely not be the one to spark the flame!"

"This is not the choice I was taught to make!"

"We are not without hope. The dawn has come! His Holiness the Pope has arrived!"

"Why can't I, as an elf, fight the demons to the end with dignity?"

Fishley spoke a lot excitedly, looking at the Elf Queen breathlessly.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time, and then Fishley bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I lost my composure, but I don't regret what I said to you today!"

"If the elves also give up the heart to actively fight against the demons and lose the will to defend the Rodri continent that belongs to us."

"Please allow me to leave here. I have sworn an oath to the Dawn. Under the loving gaze of the Dawn, I will forever follow Him and His Holiness the Pope to conquer the demons!"

As she spoke, Fishley's eyes seemed to flash back to what she had seen and heard at the starting point, and her communication with Ian.

There is no prejudice, no surrender or escapism. Even if they are Winged Clan members who have done wrong in the past, as long as they respond with a firm heart to resist demons and faith in the dawn.

Everyone can live together in harmony and friendship and fight side by side.

Returning to the elves, Fishley, who was tired of hearing about the Spark Plan and the Magicless, really missed the starting point.

perhaps……

That's the best place for her.

Just like the last words Ian said to her before she left...

"The demons are the despicable invaders. We should never be the ones to surrender or flee!"

Fishley looked at the Elf Queen steadily.

"Your Majesty, these are the words that His Holiness the Pope gave me, and I am passing them on to you."

"I don't object to the Spark Plan. The continuation of the elves is indeed important, but at least for me personally, I don't want to be a deserter."

The Elf Queen stared at Fishley, feeling a mixture of emotions in her heart.

It's a good thing Fishley learned to refute her, but...

Isn’t this a bit too radical?

What kind of magic does the Dawn Cult have that can make Fishley become like this in such a short time?
After a long silence, the Elf Queen sighed softly and stood up.

"Call a meeting of the guardians of the Ancient Tree of Life."

"Her Majesty the Queen!"

Fishley was stunned for a moment, then became overjoyed. The Elf Queen's lack of comment was actually her greatest support.

"Thank you, Her Majesty the Queen!"

Hearing this, the Elf Queen chuckled and shook her head.

"Don't thank me, thank the Dawn Divine Church..."

"To be honest, although I haven't met the Pope in person, I have to admit that he has indeed taught me a very meaningful lesson."

(End of this chapter)