Chapter 7 (1/2)

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“Even if he can’t cultivate his magic powers, it’s also a good option for him to be a sage who gains knowledge from books,” the Elf Queen said.

She subsequently expressed guilt in her expression. “Back then, my sister entrusted this child to me, asking me to take good care of him, and yet I don’t even know that he likes reading.”

“Don’t blame yourself, my queen. You are responsible for the future of the elves. Many things are out of your control.”

“As long as I am here, you can rest assured about that child.”

“Thank you, Uncle Norton.”The Elf Queen had addressed him as “Uncle Norto

n” which unlocked Norton’s long-forgotten memories. “I watched you and Miele grow up. Miele wasn’t just your biological sister because I have always treated her as if she was my biological daughter.”

“Chris is Miele’s only child. Naturally, I will treat him well.”

The Elf Queen’s gaze gradually became sorrowful upon hearing that.

Norton patted her shoulder. He understood the pressure she had to shoulder for the elves.

“Don’t put too much pressure on yourself. You are the Elf Queen and the leader of our elves. You must be strong. You must not let others see your weakness, nor should you shed tears easily.”

“Thank you for your reminder, Uncle Norton.” The Elf Queen let out a sigh before she returned to her solemn and dignified poise.

“The Ruhr skull is missing. The peaceful days for the elves are coming to an end. We must make preparations early.”

The Elf Queen and Norton looked at each other and saw the determination in each other’s eyes. They were determined to protect the elves at all costs.

The news of Ruhr’s skull being stolen quickly spread to the Ten Kingdoms and the Orc Kingdom.

While the three forces were frantically searching for it, they would never have thought that the mysteriously missing Ruhr’s skull was kept by Chris in the system’s storage space.

After the elders left, an assigned team of guards were left there to briefly inquire Chris on what happened after he had woken up.

Unfortunately, they did not expect that Chris was involved with what happened in the Moon Well.

Who would have thought that Chris, who had not been able to cultivate half a year ago, would surpass the decades of hard work of others in such a short period, from a Level 1 Magic Apprentice, leaping across a few levels to a Level 3 Sorcerer.

Such a rapid increase in cultivation was beyond their knowledge and did not fit into the consensus of magic cultivation.

Moreover, there was another important reason.

The elves yearned for peace and freedom. The skills they cultivated would not have much destructive power. There was no record of any elf practicing dark magic that was famous for its brutality because they hated it very much.

Besides, Chris had also received a notice informing him of his transfer to clean the Elder’s Altar.

He had been checking in at Moon Well for half a year now and the rewards received were getting lower and lower, especially over the past half a month where he only received items that merely work to assist his cultivation.

If it was not because he was halfway through researching the magic skills for Codex of the Undead, he would have hurried over to check in that instant.

Nightfall.

Chris ended his meditation. His magic cultivation upgraded again after an entire afternoon.

He was now a Level 5 Sorcerer.

As his level increased, the wonders of the Body of Nature began to work, and Chris did not experience any bottleneck as he leveled up. He only needed to absorb power through his meditation, and once he had enough power, he would be able to level up.

He did not share the same worries as all the other mages. For example, the old elf, Wharton. He had been stuck in the position as a Level 9 Archmage for over a hundred years and still had not achieved any breakthrough.

Chris was completely different. He did not need opportunities nor did he need to fully grasp. As long as he had enough power, he could naturally achieve a breakthrough.