ebookland Chapter 621 World 79
Chapter 621 World 79
Just like Stella said, the fish were already on land, and they were injured like that; they definitely wouldn't survive. It's better to eat them than let them rot.
The Elf King gently touched Stella's forehead and silently began to clean up her mess.
Stella fawned over the Elf King, giving him a shoulder massage, then turned and pitched a tent on a high spot by the river.
When the Elf King looked over, Stella said righteously, "It's getting dark. After eating and drinking your fill, you should rest. Doesn't Your Majesty feel tired?"
Stella's ulterior motives were obvious. Even though the Elf King wouldn't help her much, she still wanted to travel through the valley with him.
Even though she knew perfectly well that it would only take the Elf King a magic circle to get back to the Elf Palace from here.
The Elf King turned his head and tacitly approved Stella's suggestion.
After cleaning the two fish, the Elf King originally intended to give them to Stella, but Stella insisted on giving one to him instead.
“Your Majesty, we who see it all have a share.”
Seeing how generous she was, the Elf King didn't refuse and simply accepted the gift.
Upon entering the tent, seeing its interior style resembling the Elf King's palace bedroom, and the only bed, the Elf King looked at Stella.
Stella didn't even look at him. She simply moved the little flower room to where her bed usually was, and her form immediately returned to that of a winged doll-sized fairy.
Stella flew into the greenhouse, lay down, and covered herself with the blanket: "Goodnight, Your Majesty."
The Elf King set up a protective magic circle outside the tent and whispered, "Goodnight, Stella."
The familiar scent was all around her, and even though the place wasn't the Elf Royal Palace, Stella had the best sleep she'd had since leaving the Elf Forest.
The next morning, when it was time for breakfast, Stella rubbed her eyes, wanting to stay in bed.
But the sweet fruity aroma and the exotic scent of fish made her fly to the dining table and sit down next to the Elf King before she was truly awake.
The Elf King reminded her, "Stella, you won't be able to eat much like this."
Stella looked at herself before realizing what had happened, and her body lengthened and grew taller, returning to its original shape.
After expending so much energy changing my body shape, I definitely need to have a big meal.
After a hearty breakfast, Stella was filled with anticipation for the journey ahead.
"Your Majesty, is this valley full of all kinds of food?"
The Elf King couldn't answer: "When I came here before, it wasn't like this."
Stella nodded in understanding: "It must have been modified by the God of Light later."
"From the outside, this valley looks very small, but once you get inside, the living space for tree root insects and big fish is far beyond what this valley should be able to accommodate."
"I think the places behind are probably also blessed with spatial magic, and they'll most likely have the same delicious food."
At this point, Stella felt that the breakfast she had just eaten was suddenly not enough, and wondered what other delicious food was coming up.
To be fair, the Elf King actually agreed with Stella's guess.
As the most beloved creation of the God of Light, the Elf King spent quite some time by the God of Light's side.
To outsiders, the God of Light is aloof and unmoved by anything, cold-hearted and indifferent—a typical deity.
But only the Elf King had a rough idea of exactly how many delicious and fun things the God of Light had tried in private.
The Elf King sometimes felt that it was hard to say whether the God of Light favored him the most because he truly liked him exceptionally, or because he could feel completely relaxed in his presence.
However, he truly knew nothing about the transformation of this valley.
The Elf King was initially feeling somewhat annoyed, but seeing Stella's enthusiastic expression, he seemed less unhappy.
As the Elf King and Stella progressed upwards, they actually ate quite a few good things along the way.
Although some things seem to be foods that elves and fairies wouldn't touch, and that would make them vomit if they ate them, Stella would try them if the Elf King said they were edible.
Fortunately, the Elf King was quite authoritative, and Stella ate the medicine for several days without any problems.
Stella ate a lot and also learned some lessons.
"Your Majesty, perhaps it's not that elves and fairies are picky; most can only eat fruit and very little fish. Rather, it's that most meat is of poor quality and doesn't contain enough magic, making it difficult for us to eat normally, right?"
The Elf King confirmed her statement: "In the age of the gods, magic was abundant, and the tribe's diet was still quite rich."
"When the gods disappear and the elemental spirits slumber, the concentration of magical elements in the world will become lower and lower, many edible things will gradually become extinct or degenerate, and our food will become less and less."
Stella pondered: "No wonder elves and fairies can't learn the languages and magic of any race well, but they must learn how to grow fruit properly."
The best-tasting fruit in the world comes from the Elf Forest. Even if other races produce the same fruit, their quality cannot match that of the Elf Forest.
Outsiders believe this is an innate genetic trait of the elves and fairies, but who could guess that it is their effort to survive?
If we can't grow good fruit ourselves, everyone will starve to death because there's nothing to eat!
One of the most outrageous reasons for genocide in the world is this: all sorts of food and meat are laid out in front of me, but because the magical element content is not high enough, I would vomit until I collapse from exhaustion after eating them.
No one would believe this if I told them!
This almost perfectly matches the outside world's speculation that elves and fairies basically don't eat meat.
It is believed that they do not eat meat because they can understand most animal languages.
Therefore, the stereotype of elves and fairies is that they are unattainable beauties, with the best race and character in the world.
Now that Stella knows the inside story, all we can say is that the outside world is overthinking things.
Who doesn't have a choice? The food is the same every day, just a few different things over and over again. How can you expect to be nice to strangers?
Just by looking at how elves and fairies are best at drawing bows and shooting arrows, you can tell that they are natural hunters.
All I can say is that they are the ones who are truly pitiful.
If the occasion weren't so inappropriate, Stella would have wanted to hug herself.
What I'm saying is, can't this valley really be turned into a portable space to be taken away?