Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

The Elf King thought about it carefully.

“Aside from the Archmage who was extremely unfriendly to the Elven race, he was indeed the first.”

That being said, the rules of the 100-day celebration will not change. Barring unforeseen circumstances, Ralph Fields will live for another 500 years until the invitation is extended.

Although he himself must really want to.

Having finished her travels and returned to the Elf Forest, Stella was now considered an adult in the eyes of the elves and fairies.

To celebrate, the elves and fairies held a celebration ceremony for her, and Rhett, Grey, and Blue, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, also came.

They were already adults and had their own things to do.

The reason they're all here so neatly isn't just to celebrate Stella, but also because the 100-day celebration is approaching.

It was during this celebration party that the Elf King assigned Stella the task of managing the temple.

So Stella had to get busy immediately.

Although I have participated in many 100-day celebrations before, participating and hosting are different.

Fortunately, Garcia was able to guide her, so Stella wasn't completely clueless.

"The most important thing before the 100-day celebration is to clean and prepare candles and offerings."

"You don't need to worry about the offerings. The elders have special training methods. The candles can simply be placed on the table after they are made."

Stella nodded, so now the only thing she needed to do personally was cleaning.

Stella was about to use magic when Garcia stopped her.

"To show our respect for His Majesty the God, we always wipe the statues in the temple ourselves."

This really is someone who "personally" does it.

Stella glanced at the many statues in the hall, remained silent for a moment, and then chose to ask the Elf King.

"Your Majesty, do we have to clean each statue in the temple one by one? Won't the first one be covered in dust by the time we finish cleaning the last one?"

In response, the Elf King replied, "As long as you respect the gods, they will not blame you no matter what method you use."

Hearing this, Stella felt relieved, while Garcia hesitated, but after glancing at the Elf King standing beside her, she swallowed her words.

Fortunately, Stella knew how to consider Garcia's feelings and waited until she left, leaving only herself and the Elf King, before using magic to remove the dust.

You know what, spending half a day painstakingly wiping by hand is nothing compared to the magic of dust removal in the blink of an eye.

In just a short while, all the statues in the temple became shiny and new.

After using magic to remove the dust, Stella looked up and her smile vanished. Oh no, the paint on the face of the God of Light was completely gone.

However, if we disregard the face shape and take them apart individually, and then slightly adjust their size... it's not just that they look familiar, they're practically identical!

Of course, each of the facial features can be adjusted individually.

Stella moved closer, looked at her carefully for a while, and became increasingly silent.

“It’s alright,” the Elf King thought Stella was uneasy, so he cast a spell and the paint on the God of Light’s face was covered up again, just like before.

"These illustrated books were added later."

“Your Majesty,” Stella asked, “why are there so many colorful paintings on the statue of the God of Light? I don’t see any other gods like that.”

“To conceal the true appearance of the gods,” the Elf King frowned, as if remembering something, “the God of Light looks quite different from the other gods, and it is said that something happened because of this, so since then, the God of Light has covered his face with a mask.”

“The statue in the Temple of Light does not depict the true face of the God of Light.”

“I see,” Stella said thoughtfully. “No wonder other races say that the God of Light favors elves. If we are the only ones with a statue depicting the face of the God of Light, then it is understandable that they think so.”

However, it is precisely because of all this that Stella has only now truly confirmed the identity of the God of Light...

In short, Stella is absolutely not to blame!

Aside from the painted decorations, the statue of the God of Light's excessively strong physique, its face conforming to the aesthetic standards of this world, and its mature and majestic aura can all make one question their own thoughts to some extent.

Of course, the most important thing is that the facial features, which look very similar but are not quite right in any way, also have to take the blame.

The biggest one!

Stella casually remarked, "If they're going to have to use paint to cover their faces, the statue of the God of Light must look a lot like him, right?"

The Elf King did not answer at the time, but after leaving the temple and returning to the palace, he said, "The idols of the gods are somewhat different from the gods themselves."

He carefully chose his words, using the most euphemistic language possible: "The statues are carved by fanatical believers who serve the gods, and they will try their best to carve the statues into what they consider to be the most perfect image of the gods."

“I see,” Stella said dryly, “Are the gods they sculpted still the original gods? Don’t the gods have any objections?”

The Elf King cleared his throat: "Besides the God of Light, other gods also like a more perfect version of themselves."

Well, nothing is normal from top to bottom.

"If the God of Light doesn't like it, why are they all carved like this now?"

This time, the Elf King shook his head: "The God of Light was originally very disgusted, but later, for some reason, he suddenly agreed, and only allowed a god skilled in carving to secretly make a single statue exactly like himself and put it away."

Stella's mind raced as she thought of the thick curtains in the ruins valley.

She didn't voice her guess, only saying that she planned to go again privately sometime.

As for the reason, it's quite simple.

Greedy.

Stella considered for a moment, then changed the subject: "No wonder Garcia said she wanted to wipe all the idols by hand. Did she know that the paint on the idols would come off if it came into contact with magic?"

The Elf King nodded.

彳庍口巴.

While Stella's decision to ask Garcia for help out of respect and love for the Elf King—preferring to endure hardship herself rather than bother him—is not a point of contention.

But that doesn't affect Stella's desire to spend less time on unnecessary things.

Of course, most importantly, she was willing to trouble the Elf King and was very confident that the Elf King would not refuse her or care about such a small matter.

At this point, the preparations for the 100-day celebration are complete... and so on.

Some of the fruits cultivated for the 100-day celebration have only just been planted, and the candles have only just begun to be lit.

“Your Majesty,” Stella felt as if the sky had fallen.

"We finished cleaning so early, will we have to do it all again before the 100-day celebration?"

If she remembered correctly, the 100-day celebration seemed to start a few years later!