Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Stella didn't even need to ask any more questions to know that it was Catherine who had come.

Because apart from her, almost no one else would specifically emphasize the term "little fairy Stella".

After all, there's only one Stella between the fairy and elf races.

Stella looked at the Elf King: "Your Majesty, I'll go first."

The Elf King nodded: "You can make any decision you want at any time."

Stella understood that this allowed her to promise Catherine something without the Elf King's permission.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. You are so kind to me," Stella said happily as she flew away. Whether she would actually use the gift or not depended on the situation.

As a human who had not obtained permission to enter the Elf Forest, Catherine could only stay on the outermost edge of the Elf Forest and wait for news.

If Stella relied solely on her small wings, it would take her a very long time to fly there, so she naturally set her sights on the elf who was there to deliver the message.

After delivering the message, the elf was about to continue her patrol, and she was going the same way as Stella.

Besides, he also liked cubs, but he rarely had the chance to get close to them. Now that Stella was with him, he nodded in a daze.

The Elf King frowned slightly and called out to Stella, "Let it go this time, but you'll inevitably have to act on your own sometime in the future. I have a few things here, why don't you pick one?"

As he spoke, the Elf King took out several things that could be used for transportation.

There are rocking horses that babies love, flying carpets from fairy tales, and little flower houses shaped like flowers but as soft and comfortable as clouds.

Stella spent a long time choosing before finally selecting the greenhouse.

It wasn't that she was tired of the rocking horse, but rather that the flower room was genuinely beautiful.

When its petals are spread out, it looks like a blanket; when closed, it becomes a safe house with its own spatial magic circle, providing shelter from wind and rain and even immunity to magic to a certain extent.

If one of these tiny creatures lands on a flower branch, it can automatically disguise itself as the flower of that plant.

The best part is that it changes shape depending on whether the user is an adult, making it an essential item for home and travel.

Stella hugged the greenhouse, her eyes sparkling: "Your Majesty, who made this? I must ask him for advice. I want to make more beautiful ones."

The Elf King smiled and said, "Go do your work first, and I'll teach you when you come back."

"Wow!" Stella flew up to the Elf King and gave him a thumbs up. "Your Majesty, you're amazing!"

After leaving the Elf Palace, Stella went into the flower room and had the elven guards lead her there.

Stella was still inside studying something when she received a hint that she had arrived.

Stella opened the greenhouse door and, dressed in a tulip skirt, sat upright in the middle. When she looked up, she saw Catherine's amazed and infatuated gaze.

“Stella,” Catherine’s voice was so high it could have been squeezed out of water, she was a little excited and a little curious, “Is this your companion flower? Can it protect you?”

"Is it something only little fairies can have, or can others have it too?"

From her repeated questioning, Stella knew without a doubt that she had fallen in love.

Products made by the Elf King are the finest of the fine.

Even Stella, who was used to seeing all sorts of wonderful things while following the Elf King, found this greenhouse particularly amazing, let alone Catherine, who had seen far less than her.

“It’s not my companion flower,” Stella said with some pride. “It’s my guide who knew I was coming to the edge of the Elf Forest to see you, and specially gave it to me as a means of transportation.”

"There's probably nothing you can use right now, but he agreed to teach me. I'll make one for you once I've learned it."

“Thank you, Stella,” Catherine said, touched, her voice tinged with affection. “Stella, you’re so kind to me.”

Stella raised her chin: "You are my chief disciple."

Catherine's eyes showed a hint of emotion, and a fleeting trace of guilt crossed them.

Stella noticed this but didn't bring it up. Instead, she asked, "Catherine, you came all the way to the Elf Forest to see me. Is there something you need my help with?"

Catherine nodded, somewhat hesitant to speak: "Stella, the main reason I came here is to purchase the Fruit of Light from the Elf race and the Pilamon Gem from the Fairy race."

“My father helped me find most of the materials, but some are so rare that they can’t be found anywhere else. Can you help me?”

After saying that, she immediately added, "I can buy it at the normal market price plus a markup, or I can barter it with treasures of equal value."

Actually, Stella already had both of the things Catherine wanted. They had been in her storage ring ever since the letter was sent.

But Stella didn't give it to her directly. Instead, she said, "I asked around for you after you wrote back. The palace has both of these items in stock."

"I begged the elf who manages these things for a long time before she agreed to give them to me, but I had to exchange them for something else."

Catherine had thought Stella was reliable, but she hadn't expected her to be this reliable.

She had only written a reply when Stella had already carefully considered her needs, prepared things she might need in advance, and even inquired about the terms of the exchange.

Catherine barely suppressed her excitement: "What will you give in exchange?"

“It’s not difficult for you,” Stella said. “You know that elves and fairies need to travel across the continent after they reach adulthood, right?”

“I know,” Catherine replied. “I saw it in my ancestors’ notes.”

Stella then continued, "Garcia's condition for the exchange is that you will need to help elves and fairies who encounter difficulties while traveling, to the best of your ability."

"Huh?" Catherine opened her mouth slightly in surprise, staring blankly at Stella.

Stella pretended not to know her thoughts and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Is this exchange difficult?"

“No, it’s not difficult, I promise,” Catherine hurriedly agreed, then explained, “I’m just a little surprised.”

"I originally thought the exchange terms would be more demanding, but I didn't expect..."

"Stella, are you sure you didn't miscommunication? This condition is about me doing what I can, not the Eugene family?"

Stella scoffed at her distrust: "How could I misinterpret your message? It's just you."

“You may be Katherine Eugene, but the Eugene family does not belong to you.”

"Besides, these are things you need, not someone else's."

Catherine understood the logic of the elves and fairies: if it was what she needed, then all the exchanges were only for her personally and had nothing to do with the Eugene family.

"Teachers, aren't you really afraid that I'll agree but won't be able to help much?"

“What does it matter?” Stella replied to Catherine, who was taking the matter very seriously. “Your abilities are limited anyway. Just do what you can.”

Catherine suddenly understood why the elves, especially the Elf King, had such a good reputation, and why everyone spoke of him with longing.

It turns out that besides their appearance, elves and fairies are inherently a gentle and friendly race.

Stella had no idea what Catherine was thinking; if she had, she probably would have added a comment to her mind.

Good looks and a good personality are just bonuses; strong abilities are the decisive factor.

Without sufficient strength, with only the first two qualities, elves and fairies would probably have long been enslaved by other races.

As for why it's only added in one's heart rather than spoken aloud.

Such a beautiful misunderstanding should, of course, continue.

How can you so easily shatter someone's positive image? That's really not nice.