Chapter 151: The Chief and the Mother

“This situation caught me off guard. I don’t know if Lord Tiyelu had this planned all along or if she too miscalculated, but after her examination, she told me that perhaps the previous vessel’s exhaustion lasted too long. The Source of Magic has been solely maintaining the magical stability of the entire Mountains of Ten Thousand Demons, but it has run out of supplies for too long, and since it has changed vessels, it needs some time to recover and adapt.”

“That was when I first realized that the legendary God-created Source of Magic, which was supposed to be inexhaustible, could one day run dry.”

“I can’t say for sure if it was the fall of Your Majesty that weakened that divine item, or if the power of the gods themselves is not truly infinite. I dare not speculate recklessly. But the fact is, my child, poor Noviya, fell into a prolonged slumber, unable to open her eyes to even look at me or drink a drop of her mother’s milk…”

As if trying to vent her inner frustration and unwillingness, Vanessa raised her goblet from the table and drained it in one go, calming her slightly tumultuous emotions.

“I apologize for making you laugh, Miss Vilyric. Some things have been bottled up in my heart for too long, but as a chief, and one of the leaders of the entire Mountains of Ten Thousand Demons and the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance, I must prioritize the survival and continuity of my clan. It’s an unavoidable responsibility…”

“I know well that Lord Tiyelu’s choice was correct. If she hadn’t taken action, once the Source of Magic encountered problems, the entire Mountains of Ten Thousand Demons would face annihilation. But even so, I still cannot suppress the bitterness in my heart. In solitude, I often wonder, why must it be me and my child to bear this sacrifice? Why? Just because we are suitable, because we have that ability?”

“After Noviya was taken, I was frantic—this child had been sleeping since birth, which meant she had no way to protect herself, and humans are so treacherous; one never knows how they might treat my daughter.”

“What happened afterward… I’m sure you know without me having to say, so I sincerely thank you, Miss Vilyric, for helping me bring Noviya back. Especially that day at the valley when I saw Noviya’s beautiful, clear big eyes meeting mine, realizing she had awakened and even successfully stirred her ancestral bloodline—it’s indescribable… I really… I just can’t put into words the excitement and joy I felt then.”

“Not as a chief, not as a wolf king, but merely as a mother overjoyed for her child…”

“With the fulfillment that comes from regaining what was lost, the past resentment and anger seem significantly less important.”

“Hmm… it’s certainly best if the Chief can let go.”

The Priestess nodded slightly.

Indeed, it was something that could be done by that capable Tiyelu. However, from a rational perspective, that smelly butterfly didn’t do anything wrong either. After Noviya went missing, she even personally sent a split avatar into the dream realm to search for her. That could be deemed quite diligent.

Vanessa’s resentment towards her was natural, but it was also difficult to sort out right from wrong.

“So the magic I supplemented to Noviya was actually used to awaken the exhausted Source of Magic?”

The Chief nodded slightly.

“Exactly. After the Source of Magic merged with my child, they were in a state where one flourished, all flourished; one suffered, all suffered. Because it just so happened to be the Night of the Triple Moon, I thought that the power of such an astronomical phenomenon, combined with the aura of the Moon Goddess you described, temporarily activated Noviya’s slumbering bloodline, and thus awakened the Source of Magic as well, which is why that situation occurred.”

At this point, Vanessa couldn’t help but show some confusion.

“But what I can’t comprehend is, what kind of treasure could fill up the Source of Magic, which was forged by the power of the Magic God and is nearly equivalent to infinite, all at once?”

“Originally, in my calculations with Lord Tiyelu, Noviya’s evolution and awakening could only occur once the Source of Magic had fully restored and resumed normal operation, which would take at least a hundred years, but…”

“Oh, I see…”

Unlike Vanessa, the Priestess was already internally aware.

Thus, combining all the information from various sources, the previous situations were fundamentally clear.

It seems Chief Vanessa was worried that her child might have absorbed some unclean energy, especially since the stability of the Source of Magic was crucial to the safety of the Mountains of Ten Thousand Demons, that’s why she chose this moment of solitude to inquire.

That heartfelt venting was not only a long-standing accumulation of frustration but also a way to draw the two closer together. Even if Vilyric turned out to be unreliable, telling Tiyelu about these things wouldn’t be a big deal.

Such thoughts would not completely escape the attention of the seemingly simple yet cunning butterfly, who merely left it unmentioned with an understanding.

Truly worthy of being the leader of the Moonshadow Clan, one of the three pillars supporting the Mountains of Ten Thousand Demons—though she played some small tricks, since her feelings are sincere, her words are honest and won’t elicit disgust.

Now that the other party had voluntarily shared their secret, in terms of emotions and reason, Vilyric should respond in kind.

“Alright, I admit that the treasure was just an excuse. The actual situation was…”

…

“What?! You’re saying, Miss Vilyric, that you filled the void of the Source of Magic solely by your personal strength? Impossible! That absolutely cannot be!! How could there be such absurdity in this world? This is too far-fetched, even as a joke?!”

“Ahaha…”

See, I knew this would happen, which is why the Priestess tried her best to avoid revealing the truth and chose to use something like “treasure” to waffle.

After all, no matter how you put it, the idea of outputting twenty million mp at once is just too incredible for most beings in this world; they would think it’s mere nonsense.

Vilyric was unfazed as she shrugged at the Chief, whose expression was shocked and almost written all over with “Are you kidding me?”

“Anyway, the fact is as such; if Miss Vanessa doesn’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do, but the truth is often more absurd than one imagines and surprisingly simple, isn’t it?”

“If you’re worried that I used some unclean or evil magic, you need not worry. Although I can’t say it perfectly aligns with the attributes of the Moonshadow Clan, my magic should still be relatively pure.”

Saying this, the Priestess raised her hand, casually summoning a sphere of golden light formed from concentrated magic, indicating to Vanessa that she could observe for herself.

“This… is indeed pure light attribute magic, which feels warm and reassuring. No, to say that the purity of Miss Vilyric’s light element is extremely high is an understatement; I’ve never encountered anything like it…”

Gazing closely at the light with her sharp wolf eyes for quite a while, Vanessa finally relaxed a bit and revealed a light yet somewhat helpless smile.

“Though it sounds unbelievable, I believe someone favored by the light element to such an extent wouldn’t lie in such a situation, or rather, if this were a lie, it’d be too insulting to others, making it convincing in its own right. It seems Miss Vilyric is even more impressive than I imagined. Well then…”

“Since that’s the case, I can only offer my full support. Let me tell you, what exactly is Spirit Butterfly Peak like.”

   

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