Before coming to this world, the Elven Forest had already been sealed off. After that, she wandered across the continents for more than ten years, yet the number of pure-blood elves she encountered could be counted on one hand.
She did et quite a few half-elves, but when it ca to the legendary ancestral holand of all elves—the Elven Royal Court, Vilanors—they had only heard of it. None had ever seen it, and none had ever been there.
Vieya suddenly recalled that when Aislin was young, the Elven Forest hadn’t yet been closed off, and she had encountered human slaver groups back then. But on second thought...
Aislin looked young, beautiful, full of youthful energy—but in reality, she was already several hundred years old.
“Several hundred years old... she could be my grandmother.”
Vieya shook her head inwardly, steadying herself against the griffin’s back as she lifted her gaze forward.
Amid a faint tearing of air, the massive griffin Aislin was riding ahead began to slow down, lowering its altitude.
“Stay close, Elliti!”
Aislin called back as she turned her head, her beautiful silver hair streaming in the wind. “This is your first ti leaving the Guardian Forest, so... rember the route ho! This is the first lesson for every elf who leaves the forest!”
“Got it, Sister Aislin! I won’t forget!”
Elliti responded loudly, then didn’t forget to remind the sli girl behind her, “Sister Vieya, I’m going to speed up! It might get a bit bumpy when we pass through the Guardian Forest, so hold on tight!”
“It’s fine—”
Before the sli girl could finish speaking, the griffin suddenly plunged from a thousand ters in the air, streaking through the sky like a teor as it dove straight into the dense forest, spiraling forward between branches and trunks.
Large flocks of unknown birds were startled into flight.
Elliti focused intently on controlling the griffin, her gaze sharp as lightning, clinging tightly to Aislin’s trail ahead.
This was clearly supposed to be a warm road ho—but it was just as thrilling as so do-or-die Akina mountain racing scene straight out of a movie!
Vieya’s head spun violently, like she’d been tossed into a tumble dryer. She hurriedly hugged the griffin beneath her, gritting her teeth, terrified of being flung off.
This elven brat really knows how to race!
Like a little maniac, she made Vieya experience firsthand what it ant to have the body flying ahead while the soul chased desperately behind.
After passing through the Guardian Forest, a magnificent, resplendent cluster of white palaces gradually appeared in the distance.
The Elven Royal Court—Vilanors.
It stood between heaven and earth, sacred and anciently majestic. Below lay the prival forest unchanged for a thousand years; above stretched an azure sky untouched by ti.
Up front, Aislin—guiding the way atop her griffin—bit down on her bone flute and let out a “woo” sound, deep and dull like the bellow of a wild bull. Before long, the sa “woo” echoed back from afar.
“This is the signal to coordinate with the guiding elves. To prevent crafty intruders from sneaking in, every elf has to report in when leaving and returning,” Elliti explained diligently, like a gold-dal tour guide. “And this kind of lody can only be played by us elves.”
“......”
Vieya lay sprawled on the griffin’s back, her face pale. She didn’t absorb a single word of what the elven brat in front ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) was chattering about.
Oh no. I ate too much this morning, and it hasn’t even digested yet... this is awful, I’m going to puke.
“Huh? Sister Vieya, why does your face look so bad...?”
Seeing that the sli girl behind her hadn’t made a sound for a while, Elliti turned back worriedly—and imdiately panicked.
Vieya lay weakly on the griffin’s back, her expression awful, one hand covering her mouth, eyes dull and unfocused.
“N-no! This is bad! Sister Vieya has motion sickness too!” Elliti cried out in a fluster.
“......”
Shut up! You life-threatening-speeding little brat!
At the sa ti, Vieya finally couldn’t hold it in any longer. With a loud retch, she vomited all over the griffin’s back.
“Ah—!”
A horrific commotion erupted from behind. Aislin turned her head in confusion, only to see the griffin Elliti was riding let out a miserable shriek. Its white wings, which had been flying just fine, suddenly tangled, and it spiraled down toward the forest below.
Boom!
A flock of small birds burst out of the woods in all directions.
......
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