northernbook Chapter 420 You Must Learn to Apologize to Your Family
Chapter 420 You Must Learn to Apologize to Your Family
If the elven gods who are suppressed by the plane were asked to do something that would destroy the world - to be honest, they don't have that ability now.
But if they were asked to clean and repair the house, these powerless elves did a pretty good job.
With the help of divine power that is not restricted by skills, this elf god can be equivalent to the labor of hundreds of people.
In less than an afternoon, the streets that were originally littered with corpses were cleared, and even some houses where bodies were buried were found and then cleared out.
The buildings full of traces of battle and the city walls that were almost half destroyed were also restored to their original state by several gods who were skilled in carving.
Even the broken white tower was restored to its previous height, and some high elf-style sculptures were added to the outer layer.
The only difference is that all the temples that used to be everywhere in the Elven Courtyard have been torn down and demolished;
The stones were used to build a magnificent temple at the foot of the tower - almost exactly the same as the Pantheon buried deep underground.
Alvin was amazed at the flying stones in the air and the huge columns that seemed to be carved by magic knives while flying.
These high elves are indeed just as the legends say... idealistic.
Now I haven't even figured out a place to sleep, but I'm already tinkering with the art of the High Elves.
Compared to them, planting flowers and trees when the dark elves were short of food and water was nothing.
"So, you two little brats...what exactly do you want to tell me?"
Corellon's weak voice brought Ivan back to his senses.
Xiling, who already had no expression on her face, looked dazed, while the human boy next to her who looked a bit unserious was hesitating and no one knew what he was doing.
"Uh... um... about Elise..."
“Oh, what happened to my daughter?
Still don't agree that you and my granddaughter should be together?"
"Eh? Ah? No no—"
Feeling Corellon's gaze that could almost penetrate his soul, Ivan waved his hands in fear.
But this guy was not very honest. He waved his hands and pretended to be embarrassed, while stealing glances at Xiling next to him.
It seemed that he would not stop until he saw the other person's face turn red.
Corellon could hardly suppress his inner smile, his eyes almost narrowed.
"what is that?
Oh, by the way, it seems that according to your human customs, you and Xiling need to give each other a love gift before you get married...
Iris didn't like the little gift you gave to Xiling?
Huh? What does your expression mean?
You didn’t send it at all, did you? "
Seeing Ivan gradually getting into trouble, Xiling really didn't want to continue this embarrassing topic.
She stood in front of Ivan, raised her head towards Corellon, and spoke to him word by word.
"Mother has locked herself in her room all day."
Hearing this, Corellon put away his smiling expression.
During the past 20,000 years, he had thought about reconciling with his daughter;
But as the main god, he is not allowed to let his emotions influence his decision making.
Eilistraee was previously a defector from the elven pantheon, and a voluntary enemy of the dark elven pantheon;
Now, although he didn't know what had happened, Corellon knew very well that his daughter no longer belonged to the elf race.
Otherwise he would have been able to hear Eilistraee's inner thoughts long ago.
It was strange, why did her two daughters and her two granddaughters still retain the rich elven blood...
Corellon fell into deep thought, but after a while, he woke up from this endless fantasy.
"I'll go check on her, but for now, human boy...
I heard from Rillifane that you have some strange ideas about the gods?"
……
The half-elf Lian wandered around the elf courtyard doing nothing for most of the day.
The dark elf sisters were resting in several shorter wizard towers. Without Iris's order, they did not dare to leave rashly.
Lariel ran over to Lyra, who had been disguised as the Gith, Zach, and it seemed like the two of them had endless topics to talk about;
And Kong Er stuck to Nemea.
I don’t know what that 2D orc was thinking, but it seemed like Nimia, who was about the same height as him, was enjoying it.
The old skeleton Rillifane left with the huge black dragon head, and all the elven gods in the elven courtyard were busy repairing the houses.
Lian was so bored that she wandered aimlessly to the bottom of the white tower.
If she remembered correctly, her grandfather, the elven god Corellon, was dozing off at the stone table over there.
Little Lian planned to buy some strange little gadgets from this grandfather who looked so young.
After all, all those bottles and jars had been requisitioned by my perverted brother-in-law.
When Lian came closer, she, who was not very tall to begin with, suddenly looked even shorter.
Corellon sat opposite her, talking incoherently - of course, this was definitely not the reason why Lian became sneaky.
The little guy who suddenly hid himself saw his sister and brother-in-law chatting at the stone table.
A ball of soft white light was placed in the center of the stone table, shining onto the faces of the two young creatures.
"What a beautiful sister... oooo... What a handsome perverted brother-in-law..."
Under the arrangement of [Lighting Master Corellon], Xiling and Ivan looked like a newlywed couple blessed by the gods, so beautiful that Lian envied them.
"It must be that their mother didn't agree with them being together, so they came to grandpa's house to get married secretly!"
Lian's little head was working rapidly. When she was thinking about gossips, her brain capacity was several times faster than when she was learning divine arts.
According to her deduction, the scene in front of the stone table should have entered the time when the elders were blessing the two newlyweds.
The short half-elf, as the younger sister, was unwilling to miss such a crucial moment.
She crouched low, using the cover of the night and the rocks to move forward nimbly.
Only when there were no more obstacles in front of her that could block her figure did Lian stop what she was doing and secretly look forward.
My sister had a blank expression on her face but her face was flushed. She must be shy.
Grandpa Corellon had a very rich expression, sometimes he was surprised, sometimes angry, and sometimes he became happy and smiling...
Just like those old kings who marry princesses in knight novels.
And that perverted brother-in-law was moving his lips, saying something in a low voice but at a very fast speed.
Apparently the distance was still a bit far, and Lian couldn't hear clearly what her perverted brother-in-law was saying.
She carefully poked her head out, erected her half-grown elf ears, and shook them twice like a rabbit.
Ivan's voice floated into Lian's ears along with the evening breeze.
"If you want to play a truly qualified god, you must first learn—
Apologize to your family."