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According to the tradition of the elves, Queen Jessica, who is about to serve as Pope, must stay in the Moon Temple for the next three days and cannot go out. She must pray devoutly in the temple to purify her body and mind and welcome the arrival of the sacred ceremony.

If there is anyone who can visit her during this period, it can only be the Pope of other temples or the High Priest of the Moon in the Moon Temple.

As people of respected status, they would not disturb the sacred tranquility when entering and leaving this place.

At this moment, in the cold prayer room of the Moon Temple, it was so quiet that the only sound one could hear was the rustling of the breeze through the window frames.

Queen Jessica was dressed in a flawless white robe embroidered with delicate silver silk patterns. Under the dim light, it sparkled with a mysterious glow, like flowing moonlight.

She knelt gracefully, with her hands clasped together and her eyes closed, praying devoutly.

Suddenly, she opened her red lips, breaking the silence, and whispered to the figure behind her: "I already know what happened at the banquet yesterday. That human named Merlin was really dishonest. He caused such a commotion at the banquet, which made the elves lose face."

Her voice was soft, but it echoed in the empty room, carrying a hint of helplessness and reproach.

The person Jessica was talking to was Elsa, the High Priestess of the Moon.

Elsa was wearing a dark blue priest robe with mysterious runes embroidered on the corners. In her hand, she held a slender Moon God's Scepter with a dazzling blue gem inlaid on the top, emitting a cool glow.

When she heard what Jessica said, she frowned slightly, with a bit of displeasure in her tone: "That was purely because of that idiot Cui Lina who was rude and bullied my disciple. If it weren't for Merlin, I would have taught her a lesson and let her know what respect is."

There was a gleam of sharpness in Elsa's eyes, and the scepter in her hand tightened unconsciously.

Jessica shook her head slightly and advised earnestly: "You have to be careful. You are now the High Priest of the Moon. You have a heavy responsibility. Your every word and action represents the majesty of the Moon Temple. Although Merlin is also the High Priest of the Moon, he is still young after all. In our eyes, he is still a 'child' after all. It is inevitable that he will act impulsively. You must not treat him like that."

Elsa snorted disapprovingly, crossed her arms, and said bluntly: "I don't care about that! I have been practicing until now, and all I want is freedom, not to be tied up in this temple and bound by these red tape."

After that, she paused slightly and looked straight at Jessica with a bit of inquiry in her eyes, "Jessica, don't you feel uncomfortable? You are trapped on that cold throne. You seem to be extremely noble, but in fact you have lost your freedom. Now you have to become the Pope of the Moon Temple. I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to leave the Forest of Elves in the future. Do you really want to live like this?"

Elsa's voice unconsciously rose, her emotions a little excited, and her words were like sharp blades, piercing straight into Jessica's heart.

Jessica fell silent instantly after hearing this. Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to open her mouth to refute, but she felt as if her throat was choked by something, and she couldn't make a sound.

After a long while, she slowly lowered her head and suppressed the emotions that were about to surge back into her heart.

Seeing her like this, Elsa felt bored, snorted coldly, turned around and walked away.

After Elsa left, Jessica slowly opened her eyes, raised her head, and looked straight at the tall and majestic statue of the Moon God in front of her. A ripple appeared in her eyes, which was the unwillingness and loneliness buried deep in her heart.

But soon, she took a deep breath, suppressed these emotions, and her eyes became firm again.

"Everything is for the elves!" Jessica's voice was firm and powerful, and it echoed for a long time in the empty prayer room.

Elsa had just walked a short distance out of the prayer room when Jessica's voice came faintly from behind her.

She paused, her face gloomy, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white from the force.

After a long while, she sighed and murmured to herself, "Sister, you have been working for the elves your whole life, but who has worked for you?"

Her voice was choked with sobs, her eyes were filled with heartache and helplessness, and then she slowly left in a lonely manner, leaving only the cold Moon Temple standing quietly in the morning light...

At the same time, in Andalya's most lively trading market, people were coming and going, and all kinds of stalls were filled with strange and weird things.

Suddenly, a sound that the elves had never heard of before sounded like a strange wave, constantly echoing in every corner of the market, instantly attracting the attention of countless elves.

In front of a particularly conspicuously decorated booth, there stood several young students in the uniforms of the Arcane Academy. They were smiling and enthusiastic, holding all kinds of exquisite small items in their hands, and the very contagious voice came from their mouths:

"Direct sales from the manufacturer! Don't miss it if you pass by! Two dollars, two dollars, everything is only two dollars!" A tall student shouted at the top of his voice, with excitement on his face as if he was selling the most precious treasure in the world, "You can't lose anything with two dollars, you can't be cheated, it's real value for money! Everything is cheap, everything is cheap! This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it!"

A girl with a ponytail next to her also agreed: "Look at the workmanship and quality of this. It would cost dozens of gold coins in any store outside. But today we are here to give you a benefit. We only pay two dollars to make friends! Elves, think about it, where can you find such a good deal?"

Her voice was clear and pleasant, like a clear spring in the mountains, flowing into the hearts of the elves, causing many elves who had originally just stopped to watch to begin to be moved and slowly gather around her.

For a moment, this originally ordinary stall became crowded with people. The elves whispered and talked among themselves, all attracted by the hawking sounds and tempting prices that they had never heard of before.

At this time, an elf in a light green dress came to the stall with light steps. There was a hint of curiosity in her eyes, and she asked softly, "What are you selling here?" Her voice was as soft and pleasant as the breeze blowing across the strings of a piano.

At this time, Merlin, like a shrewd businessman who had been waiting for a long time, put on his signature smile, walked up quickly, and said with a mouth full of honey: "This beautiful sister has a good eye. She saw our stall at the first sight."

He bowed slightly and saluted, his movements were elegant and a bit playful. His handsome appearance coupled with his enthusiasm made it hard not to like him.