Elf Kingdom:Game of the World Tree Chapter 152 – Chapter 152: Chapter 149 Nightingale's Favorability (Two in One, Extra for Alliance Hierarch Miyuki Sanada)_3

Chapter 152: Chapter 149 Nightingale's Favorability (Two in One, Extra for Alliance Hierarch Miyuki Sanada)_3
 

“Miss Nighthawk, hello. I am the Natural Saintess—Alice Wind.”

*So, she's from the Gale Tribe…*

Nightingale felt a sense of solemn respect.

As a renowned priest tribe, the Gale Tribe was always revered by other Elf Tribes, holding a status second only to the Royal Family!

She pressed her lips together and returned a greeting, though somewhat awkwardly:

“You… hello!”

Alice smiled faintly and said,

“I know you have many questions in your heart; don't worry… I called you here to answer them one by one.”

Hearing Alice's words, Nightingale breathed a sigh of relief.

She hesitated for a moment and asked,

“Has the True God… really returned?”

Alice nodded, her expression reflecting a hint of fervor,

“Of course.”

After speaking, she gently raised her hands, and a radiant light emanated from her body…

a Silver Priest!

Feeling that holy energy, Nightingale's eyes widened.

At the same time, her doubts disappeared entirely.

A priest of silver level…

It could only be reached by a believer of the True God!

Nightingale exhaled a long breath.

Following that, a sense of joy and excitement welled up in her heart.

The return of the True God… it might change the future of the elves!

However, despite her excitement, Nightingale did not become as fervent as the Flame Tribe once did.

She merely felt a degree of happiness and excitement.

She thought for a moment and asked again,

“Then… these strange tribespeople I saw… who exactly are they?”

“They are the Chosen Ones,”

Alice explained,

“The Chosen Ones are warriors summoned by the Mother Goddess from another world, arriving here in the guise of Primordial Elves. Their purpose is to aid us in revitalizing the Elf Clan.”

After speaking, she smiled,

“Judging by your expression, perhaps you were a bit startled by some of their behaviors. But don't be afraid; although they have some shortcomings, they mean no harm to us. They are truly the Mother Goddess' warriors!”

*So… that's it!*

After listening to Alice's explanation, the confusion in Nightingale's heart was finally resolved.

“By the way, they are also miraculous creators. This magnificent city you just saw was built by them.”

Alice continued with a smile.

“From nothing to reality, it took them less than four months…”

She held up four fingers.

*Four… four months?!*

Nightingale's eyes widened in disbelief.

“You… you mean to say that this city was built by them in just four months? This… this uniquely styled city out there?”

“That's right. So… never underestimate them. They may have flaws, but they also possess strengths, along with extraordinary creativity and learning ability.”

“I think… that might be one of the reasons the Mother Goddess chose them as the Chosen Ones.”

Alice sighed.

Listening to her words, Nightingale was left speechless…

*Underestimate them?*

*Honestly, after witnessing the players' frenzied slaughter, she could never underestimate them again.*

*But… learning that even the Chosen City was built by the players, her heart was still filled with shock…*

*So…*

*So besides fighting, was their ability to build also that formidable?*

*Impressive…*

Seeing Nightingale's look of profound reflection, Alice sincerely asked,

“Miss Nighthawk, the Mother Goddess has returned; would you be willing to stay in the Elf Forest, embrace your faith once more, and join us in reshaping the elven civilization?”

After listening to Alice's words, Nightingale fell into silence.

A moment later, she sighed and said,

“Holy Daughter, forgive my frankness…”

“The return of the True God indeed excites me, but… I don't believe that the future of our Elf Tribe can be revived just because of the True God's return.”

“The True God's departure was the cause of our initial decline, but it was not the only reason… Our tribe's inherent stubbornness and boundless benevolence were the fundamental reasons for our rapid decline over a millennium…”

“If our community does not change its original beliefs, what awaits us will still be decline. I believe… this also applies to our True Lord!”

“As I understand it, the True Lord from a thousand years ago also fell due to being overly benevolent!”

Her voice was very serious.

These were words Nightingale had long wanted to say.

*It's just that… all the elves she knew felt that such thoughts were downright heretical.*

Benevolence and kindness were the traditions of the elves, the faith of the Mother Goddess and the elves—how could they be discarded?

And after she spoke, Nightingale's heart filled with anxiety.

*She didn't know if denying her original beliefs in front of the Holy Daughter and the True God Statue would provoke the other's anger…*

However, to her surprise, Alice only smiled slightly after hearing her words.

“You are correct; we indeed need to make some changes.”

She said,

“In fact, the Mother Goddess also intended to rely on them to change our beliefs by summoning Chosen Ones whose characteristics and views differ greatly from ours to this world.”

*Could it be… could it really be so?*

Nightingale was amazed.

At that moment, she seemed to understand why the Chosen Ones' personalities were so peculiar.

Speaking of which, Alice sighed,

“Showing mercy to our enemies is cruelty to ourselves… It wasn't until our race was on the brink of extinction that we truly understood this truth.”

Listening to her words, Nightingale nodded.

She completely agreed!

“Then… Miss Nighthawk.”

At this time, Alice spoke again,

“Would you be willing to stay, to strive for a new future for the Elf Tribe and build a new faith?”

She asked sincerely again.

This time, Nightingale was silent.

Flashes of the Flame Tribe, with their eyes full of hope, went through her mind…

Then, she thought of those peculiar elves, thought of their frenzy in battle, thought of that amazing and beautiful city outside…

Finally, she thought of Box Lunch, who was confined with her…

*For some reason, Nightingale felt tempted.*

She looked at her thin younger brothers and sisters beside her and then at Alice, who was smiling at her.

*Perhaps… change really could come.*

*And… it was also necessary to find a comfortable environment for her younger siblings.*

A moment later, she sighed and said,

“In that case… I am willing.”

After she finished speaking, she approached the statue and respectfully knelt down…

…

At the same moment Nightingale knelt, the Box Lunch squad far away in Feilengcui simultaneously received the mission completion message.

[Ding—]

[Hidden Mission: Receive New Companions Completed]

[Mission Goal: Gain the recognition of saved elf NPCs and bring them back to Feilengcui, accomplished]

[Extra Mission Goal: Rekindle the elf NPCs' faith in the Goddess, accomplished]

[All participating players received 1000 experience points and 300 contribution points]

[All players involved in the mission received an additional mission reward—a special title “Natural Preacher”]

…

“The mission is completed?”

Seeing the floating system notification, all the squad members' eyes lit up.

“Haha, the exclusive title is in hand! Natural Preacher!”

“But the contribution point reward isn't that much…”

“Be content; this time we barely did anything—it was the Holy Daughter that acted on her own initiative!”

They checked their status bars, chattering away.

“Huh? Miss Nighthawk's favorability also unlocked?”

Someone's eyes brightened.

“Is that true? Let me see…”

“What the hell! I only got 20 favor points? Didn't we save them? That's too low, right?”

“Hahaha! That's what you get for trying to cozy up when you were covered in blood. Let me see mine… oh no, I only have 25 points…”

“Pff, man, don't laugh at the second guy…”

“Aiya… it's a bit low… I was thinking of boosting my favorability to learn skills; I heard Captain Box Lunch said Miss Nighthawk has max lock-picking skills!”

“Hey? By the way, captain, how many favor points do you have?”

“Probably not high. After all, Captain Box Lunch is always silent and seems a bit intimidating… plus, he's the one who killed the most people.”

“Yeah… I remember elf NPCs don't like slaughter…”

At this point in their conversation, the team members turned to look at Box Lunch, who was checking his status bar.

“Box Lunch, how much favorability do you have?”

They asked.

Box Lunch was silent for a moment, then closed his status bar.

“Captain?”

The other players urged again.

Box Lunch hesitated and said,

“100 points.”

The remaining team members:…

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