Seven days later.
Lathel sat on a chair, basking in the warm rays of sunlight. Next to him was a small table, and on the table were two glasses of juice.
At this moment, he felt that his life was truly peaceful. Every day, he 'supplies energy' to Winter and Autumn and teases Spring and Summer a little.
When he has free time, he studies Savis's handbook. When he's tired, he watches Dorack's journey.
It can be said... his current life is no different from that of a god. There are beautiful women next to him as friends, and there is enough food.
This land is also extremely safe thanks to the 'protective dome', which can protect this place for 1,000 years.
To sum up… he is really enjoying life here.
Suddenly, an orange beetle landed on the tip of his nose. He frowned, but realised the bug belonged to Autumn. It gently emitted a red aura, like some kind of signal transmission.
"Is there someone waiting for me? Did… Did Dorack successfully rescue the Dark-Elves?"
…
Outside, Iritellis led a group of female Dark-Elves to stand in front of the cave entrance. Next to her is a pack of wolves, led by Grenoss.
Standing inside the cave, looking outside, was Autumn; she was not worried or afraid at all. Her expression looked a bit friendly, but her smile made the female Dark-Elf feel a chill.
After all, this place has a protective dome, and even if Iritellis or all the Dark-Elves here join forces, they cannot break it.
That's why Autumn looks very confident and leisurely.
Iritellis frowned and walked closer to the cave entrance, touching the space in front of him with both hands.
Immediately, her hand was stopped by an invisible wall. No matter how hard Iritellis tried, she couldn't open that wall.
Iritellis couldn't wait any longer and hurriedly spoke up. However, the protective dome also has a soundproofing function, so no matter what Iritellis says, Autumn cannot hear it.
However, Autumn has a way of knowing what Iritellis is saying. While people weren't paying attention, underneath their feet, thousands of bugs were crawling on the ground.
They were very small, like grains of sand moving, but they did not make any sound.
Grenoss glanced and noticed the sand grains moving under the Dark-Elf's feet. He frowned. But he did not rush to warn the dark elves; instead, he just stood quietly to the side and waited.
A moment later, Autumn seemed to hear something. She nodded slightly, then waved her hands.
In front of Iritellis, countless waves of space spread out into the surroundings. She knew the invisible wall had been opened and immediately signalled the dark elves and wolves to follow her.
Autumn stood still, but her gaze remained fixed on Grenoss and Iritellis. Bugs as small as grains of sand began to climb up people's bodies.
Iritellis didn't seem to realise it, but Grenoss realised he had at least four bugs on him.
'These bugs...' Grenoss frowned. He felt that these bugs were not simple: 'The energy inside these bugs is not stable. I'm afraid... if I have any hostility towards that girl, the bugs will immediately explode.'
'A terrifying kind of power. Is she a resident of Dorack's tribe too? Or is she a follower of that God?'
Grenoss shook his head, immediately sending a signal to the other wolves so they wouldn't act carelessly.
He was sure that he would survive the exploding bugs, but the other wolves were not as strong as him.
Besides, he came here with goodwill, not to cause trouble.
The wolves immediately bowed their heads slightly, hid their claws, and slowly moved inside the cave.
Immediately after entering the cave, Iritellis looked towards Autumn and asked: "Thank you for allowing me inside. But…"
Autumn bowed her head and said: "Sorry, I won't answer any of your questions. God will judge everything; please follow me."
Iritellis nodded slightly, then led the female Dark-Elves to follow behind Autumn.
A while later, they came to an extremely wild and beautiful valley. After being renovated by Spring, Summer and Autumn, this place was like a giant garden.
A path lined with stones led to a giant tree in the distance.
The leaves were like leaf-shaped gems, and they radiated pale blue light. The tree branches gently swayed in the wind, making everyone feel at ease.
On both sides of the road were strange but also very beautiful flowers with all kinds of colours.
However, Iritellis at this time did not care too much about the scenery here, she only had one question in her mind and was longing to find the answer.
'Who is Dorack's god? Why did that God want to save her?'
Iritellis brought that question with her to a simple wooden house built underneath the largest tree in this valley.
Suddenly, she saw a familiar face—a face that she wanted to see even when she was dreaming.
"Master?!"
Lathel stood in front of Iritellis, smiled, and said: "Welcome home."
…
Evening.
The warm campfire dispelled the seemingly endless darkness and cold temperature.
The atmosphere was extremely warm. As the Dark-Elves shared the food, their faces showed joy and happiness because, for a long time, they had never had a day like this.
A day where they could comfortably eat delicious food without worrying about being chased by noble knights or being searched by female elves.
Lathel stood grilling meat, and Iritellis stood next to him, happily helping him.
"You have worked hard lately." Lathel suddenly spoke up.
Iritellis shook his head: "No, I don't feel it's hard at all. On the contrary… when I meet so many Dark-Elf people like this, I feel cheerful and happy."
"In particular, these people did not treat me badly, even though they knew I worshipped the goddess of lust."
"Hm… Goddess of Lust…" Lathel frowned and muttered.
"Ah!" Iritellis added: "Actually, they don't know who the goddess of lust is. Which is even better, so we can happily live with them."
"On the contrary, master… I never thought you would come to this space. I thought that each person would be taken to a different space."
Lathel shook his head. He wanted to tell Iritellis that this was not a special space, this place was the past, 15,000 years from their reality.