"The Dwarf Clan will not forget the help from the Elf Clan,"
Serenadil hurriedly helped him up,
"It’s the least we can do, evil is our common enemy."
"However, Lord Ling has always been mysterious, often giving orders and then leaving, so I am not sure where she is now. It might not be possible to arrange a eting between you and Lord Ling."
Tonglu nodded in understanding.
Knowing this much information was already enough.
As for Lord Divine Favored Zero, it wouldn’t be too late to communicate when she visits the Dwarf Kingdom.
This mission had now been successfully completed.
"In that case, I’ll hurry back, as the kingdom’s seal is already very precarious,"
Tonglu said seriously.
"Yes, we will make arrangents here as well. If it’s convenient for your country, you may begin summoning four days later,"
Serenadil said.
"Four days later, huh..."
Tonglu silently morized the date and nodded earnestly.
The two exchanged a few more words, and then Tonglu, filled with anticipation, left while clutching the statue of the Goddess.
His expression was much more relaxed than when he arrived, even his steps were much lighter.
However, as this dwarf left the temple, he heard cheers from various parts of Sandstorm City from the elves.
*Curious, he listened carefully, hearing them ntion things like "new update," "mission triggered," "finally arrived," and "great rewards."*
He did not quite understand it.
Moreover, it seed he also heard sothing about dwarves.
This made Tonglu even more curious.
But the statue in his arms was so heavy, and he felt an urgent need to hurry back to the kingdom...
*In the end, responsibility outweighed curiosity,* he rely glanced at the elves and quickly rushed to the city gate, summoning his Golden Griffin, and rode off.
...
The return journey was much faster than when he ca.
In less than two days, Tonglu returned to the Southern Mountains and handed the carefully protected statue of the Goddess to the Pope of the Dwarf National Church.
"Praying to the statue to summon the Chosen One? And the Life Goddess herself will appear at the critical mont?"
The Pope was slightly taken aback.
His expression carried joy, along with a hint of peculiarity.
"Yes, Your Holiness, the Dwarf Kingdom is saved this ti,"
Tonglu said excitedly.
However, he quickly noticed that hint of peculiarity on His Holiness’s face, and a thought struck him, so he asked,
"Your Holiness, what’s the matter? Is there sothing wrong?"
"No, it’s nothing... With the Life Goddess’s oracle, we indeed have nothing to worry about,"
The Pope sighed deeply and said.
"But... I just didn’t expect it to be the Chosen One..."
"Is there sothing improper?"
Tonglu asked.
"Not really, I’m just curious about the Elf Clan’s Chosen One,"
The Pope sighed.
After speaking, he looked at Tonglu again,
"So? What did you think of them?"
"Them?"
Tonglu was stunned.
"The Life Goddess’s Chosen Ones,"
The Pope said.
"The Chosen Ones? Did I get to see them?"
Tonglu was taken aback.
"You didn’t see them?"
This ti, it was the Pope’s turn to be surprised.
"Uh... I was in a bit of a hurry, besides eting a royal elf nad Serenadil, I only had a little interaction with so elves..."
Tonglu scratched his head and replied.
"Elves, huh..."
The Pope mused for a mont, then asked,
"What were the elves you t like?"
Tonglu thought for a mont and said,
"How should I put it... very enthusiastic, very kind, extrely considerate and friendly towards guests, even more so than the elves we t in the Dark Mountain Range decades ago."
The Pope frowned slightly upon hearing this,
"Perhaps not, maybe you missed them."
He shook his head.
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