Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

The Elf King's new friend demonstrated his abilities well, although in the end he failed to obtain evidence that Eugene was the mastermind behind the rebellion.

However, Stella, who was in the Elf King's study, knew that the Elf King had also been involved.

The Elf King was well aware of how appealing the words of the rebels were to the upper nobility.

If Eugene's identity is allowed to be exposed, as a god of magic, humanity will not kill him; they cannot bear such consequences.

But without a fig leaf, Eugene was able to use his identity and power to expose the organization of the rebels to the open, and entice more high-ranking humans to join in.

At that time, the whole world may be thrown into chaos.

Once races are stained with each other's blood and harbor mutual hatred, there will never be peace again.

Therefore, the Elf King only pushed forward in secret, while outwardly remaining silent and closed off from the Elf Forest.

Fortunately, Eugene still cared about his reputation and was unwilling to let his carefully crafted image be flawed in the slightest.

This matter ended with a great purge of the traitors, and the Temple of Light and the Temple of Darkness continued their previous struggle.

Just as the two sides were locked in fierce combat and had already launched a war, a new elf cub was finally born.

This is a young light elf, whom the Elf King named Lucas.

At the beginning of the clash between the Temple of Light and the Temple of Darkness, a Dark Elf was born; and at the height of the battle, a Light Elf was born.

Even if it's a coincidence, it's far too coincidental.

Therefore, whether they were elves, fairies, or dwarves hired by the elven city, they all remained silent and kept the matter of the two little elves a secret.

Fortunately, there was nothing for them to worry about regarding the relationship between the two little elves.

“Stella,” Damian gently placed the small flower wreath he had made on Stella’s head, then smiled with satisfaction, “I knew you would look good in this. In a few days, Robert and I will learn how to make it and we’ll make you the prettiest dress out of flowers.”

"Damian!"

Before Stella could answer, a little dumpling rushed over calling Damian's name and bumped into him.

Damian, who wasn't particularly big to begin with, was knocked down, and the two elf cubs lay on the ground together.

Damian sighed, his face full of helplessness.

“Lucas, how many times have I told you to walk slowly and not to rush around? Look, we've fallen again.”

"I'm sorry," Lucas said, his fair face and large, watery eyes looking even more endearing against his soft blond hair.

“I’ll be more careful next time,” Lucas said without getting up. He hugged Damian’s neck, nuzzled against his neck, and then looked at Stella to greet her.

Good morning, Stella.

“Good morning, Lucas,” Stella replied, then looked back at Damian. “Damian, thank you for the wreath. I love it. I’m looking forward to the dress you’ll make for me.”

"I will definitely wear it to the next banquet of the elves."

Damian immediately sat up, his little face flushed, clearly also looking forward to that moment.

"I will definitely study hard."

"Stella, you don't know, Robert's floral dresses change color depending on the flowers' state of dehydration, possessing a versatile beauty."

"The flowers are beautifully colored and full-bodied when they are freshly picked; that's when they are at their most vibrant."

"The flowers slowly wither and fade, their color gradually turns yellow, and finally the lace curls up and becomes withered. If you don't look closely, you might mistake it for a new dress."

Damian was talking non-stop to Stella, momentarily ignoring Lucas.

Lucas puffed out his cheeks and begged Damian, "I want Damian too."

Damian paused, "I'm sorry, Lucas, I probably can't make clothes that big right now. It might be a long time from now. How about I talk to Robert for you..."

Lucas interrupted him: "But that's exactly what I want you to do. I can wait."

“Alright then,” Damian had no choice but to agree.

Lucas was overjoyed and kept pestering Damian to make him a flower wreath.

Damian, unable to resist his persistent pestering, reluctantly said goodbye to Stella, promising to come and visit her again next time, before leaving with Lucas.

Stella raised an eyebrow at Lucas's smugness, which he thought he had hidden well, but didn't take it to heart.

Seeing Stella fly in from outside, the Elf King reached out and poured her a small cup of tea: "Didn't you say Damian invited you out to play?"

Stella replied, "Then Lucas came."

She didn't even need to say anything; the Elf King understood, because Lucas was very possessive and always preferred to be alone with Damian.

In fact, Lucas also liked the Elf King very much, and even once thought about becoming the Elf King's favorite cub, but the Elf King was unmoved. He treated Lucas and Damian the same, and the only one he could say was Stella.

Neither Stella nor the elves said anything to Lucas, because there was indeed such a period after the cub was born.

Just like when Damian was born, he always wanted to be by Stella's side.

However, Robert, Damian's guide, still harbored some resentment.

Damian used to like being with Stella but didn't mind having her around. Now, Lucas is showing obvious exclusivity, which makes Robert, who likes to take care of his own cubs, a little unhappy.

Fortunately, Damian didn't forget that he was going to design Stella's dress himself, and soon returned to Robert's side.

After completing his studies, Damian made a brooch for Robert as a token of his gratitude.

This greatly comforted Robert, who cherished the brooch so much that he specifically asked the Elf King to cast a spell to stop time, hoping to preserve it for longer.

Stella watched Robert happily leave, then, wearing her new dress, twirled in front of the Elf King and praised, "Damian really has a talent for design."

The Elf King watched her play with a smile for a while before saying, "The Elf Forest will reopen."

Stella understood the implication in his words: "Has the battle between light and darkness come to a conclusion?"

The Elf King nodded and stated the result to her in a flat tone.

"The Temple of Light has a deeper foundation than the Temple of Darkness, so they are the ultimate victors."

"The Dark Temple, as a force that could develop rapidly and rival the Temple of Light, was not without its own tricks, even though it was defeated."

"After the ceasefire, the two sides agreed that the Temple of Light would occupy the most prosperous area of ​​the continent, while the Temple of Darkness would move to the desolate far north."

This result was much better than Stella had previously known.

After all, the Dark Temple can still appear in the open, instead of being like a rat in the gutter, hated by everyone.

The people from the Temple of Light didn't necessarily want to eliminate the threat completely, but they couldn't bear the consequences of a fight to the death between the Temple of Darkness and them.

Moreover, the God of Darkness is also one of the main gods. If he really has no temples or believers to worship, who would dare to bet on what would happen?

Stella was quickly analyzing the situation in her mind when the Elf King finished speaking.

"The victorious Temple of Light is preparing a grand celebration to commemorate this occasion."

"Eugene sent invitations to all races."