Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Once Stella had finished making the ring design for Savison, she received an invitation from Dragon Island.

Savison won over the dragon he loved and was going to hold a wedding with her, inviting the Elf King and Stella to attend.

Although she didn't know if everything was ready, Stella went back to revise the blueprints, dividing the gold crystal into two parts to make matching rings.

With the help of Damian and Robert, she rushed to finish the ring before setting off.

Stella nestled on the Elf King's shoulder and whined, "I promise I won't rush things like this anymore, it's so tiring."

The Elf King put her into his coat pocket: "If you're tired, get some sleep. We'll be there when you wake up."

Stella shook her head, somewhat resentfully saying, "I ate some energizing fruit, and although my mind is very tired, I'm still very excited."

The Elf King frowned and flicked her lightly: "You're still young. You can't just eat this kind of fruit."

"Robert gave it to you?"

Stella, of course, wouldn't betray Robert: "It was me who hadn't eaten before."

"Your Majesty, there won't be a next time. I will definitely not use this fruit to refresh myself again."

The Elf King glanced at her, but ultimately chose to compromise and led her to Dragon Island using a magic circle.

The Elf King's magic circle landed precisely right in front of Savison's house.

Savison was still talking to his lover when he suddenly sensed an approaching presence. He rushed out aggressively, only to find the Elf King. He couldn't help but roll his eyes: "How did you get here so quickly?"

Stella spoke first: "It is I who urge the King to come quickly."

She took out the ring box and gave it to Savison: "I want to give you the gift as soon as possible."

Savison's attitude towards Stella improved significantly.

He opened the ring box and was immediately dazzled by the ring that shone in the sunlight.

"Darling!" Savison immediately called to his lover, "Let's use this as our wedding ring!"

Savison's lover also loved the ring and immediately agreed, giving Stella a big kiss: "Thank you, Stella! I really love these rings; they're the most beautiful I've ever seen!"

Stella was caught off guard and pulled into her arms. She was really overwhelmed by this heavy love and looked to the Elf King for help.

The Elf King hadn't expected that after rescuing Stella, he would hold her tightly in his arms and never let her rest on his shoulder again.

Stella breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that there were suddenly many dragons around her. They were either staring at the ring in Savison's hand or looking at Stella with longing eyes.

Finally, it was the little dragon cub who was closest to Stella who came out to speak.

"Stella, do you take custom gemstone orders? I absolutely love the jewelry you make, it's so sparkly!"

Well... that's fine too.

Stella thought for a moment and realized that by taking on the dragon clan's business, she could also bring along her fellow fairies.

After all, the key to a gemstone's brilliance lies in the number and arrangement of its facets.

A hundred or so engravings would be a feat only a master could accomplish, but for a little fairy like Stella, they could do something even more intricate.

Stella agreed to the little dragon's request, and the other dragons followed suit and lined up for a spot.

He even brought out his own collection for Stella to choose from, fearing she might not have enough materials.

As for the rewards, some were in gold coins, and some were settled directly with gems. No matter how you calculate it, Stella wouldn't lose out.

Savison watched for a while, then found the scene around Stella somewhat amusing. He said to the Elf King, "Look at you, so boring yourself, how did you manage to raise such a lovely little fairy like Stella?"

“I think our dragon clan all like her quite a bit. It’s too much trouble for her to keep delivering so many orders. Why don’t we let her stay in the dragon clan and I’ll personally take her back after we’re all done?”

The Elf King didn't reply, but called out to Stella and relayed Savison's words.

Stella reacted quickly, without registering anything. She put away what she was holding and flew into the Elf King's coat pocket, hiding herself there. She said in a muffled voice, "I want to go with the King."

Those dragons who managed to register and collect their items were fine, but those who were slower looked at Savison with a hint of resentment.

The future Dragon Queen slapped Savison: "Look at you, why are you making jokes like that? Little Stella won't dare to go out and play later."

Savison scratched his head and then admitted his mistake: "I was just joking."

Then he led the Elf King and Stella to a giant tree.

“After you stayed in the treehouse last time, apart from the little dragon cub occasionally coming over to play hide-and-seek, no one else has come over.”

Before I wrote to you, I made a special effort to tidy up the place, but you'll have to arrange everything yourself, since I can't keep up with all those flowers.

The Elf King agreed and, without saying much, climbed up the tree in a few swift movements.

Stella then flew out and took a closer look at the treehouse.

"It's similar to the treehouses in the fairy realm, only bigger."

Seeing that she liked it, the Elf King let her add some things she liked: "After you're done decorating, get some rest. There are still a few days until his wedding, and many races will be coming."

Stella nodded, rested well for a night, and followed the Elf King closely the next day until the third day when registration was restored.

On the day of Savison's official wedding, as expected, many tribal chiefs came to attend.

Besides Rafa, the god of magic, the three great empires also sent representatives of considerable strength.

However, their eyes held a strong sense of scrutiny, and most races kept their distance from them.

They didn't care, because they didn't take weak or useless races seriously. So their favorite target was the Elf King.

The news of the Elf King's affection for the little fairy Stella has spread far and wide, and everyone knows that to befriend the Elf King, one must first bring gifts to Stella.

"Greetings, Your Excellency Elf King."

"Although it is not quite appropriate to talk about this matter on the day of the Dragon King's wedding, our Emperor said that we should remind you first."

"The previous rebellion in the palace has now been confirmed to be caused by a traitor behind the scenes."

"His Majesty ordered an investigation, but it was discovered that not only humans were involved among the rebels, but other races were also involved."

"Even letters written in Elvish were found among them."