Chapter 891: Chapter 48: The Humiliating Defeat of the Three Goddesses

Early morning, the gentle sunlight passed through the tent, casting a shine on a body as glossy as black jade.

Kneeling inside the tent, the Dark Elf Girl clasped her hands and bowed her head, murmuring softly:

“Merciful Mother Earth, may Your vast embrace forever comfort the souls of the departed…”

After completing her daily prayers, she turned to look behind her, a pure smile appearing on her delicate face:

“Are you awake?”

Two big orbs jolted into view, and Luo En helplessly pressed his forehead and closed his eyes:

“Put on your clothes first.”

“Oh.”

The Dark Elf Girl obediently nodded and began to put on the clothes scattered around.

Hearing the rustling sounds stop, Luo En opened his eyes, sizing up the Dark Elf Girl in front of him, he tentatively asked:

“Iris?”

The Dark Elf Girl nodded again, asking:

“It seems, you’ve met my [mother]? Does she still hate me that much?”

Luo En was somewhat surprised.

Previously, when Iris’ personality surfaced, [mother] Rose was her taboo word, a mere mention could almost drive her to madness.

Unexpectedly, after Miss Belle’s treatment, not only did the personalities stabilize miraculously, but they also became aware of each other’s existence.

One must say, that woman really had something.

Seeing Luo En not speaking for a long while, Iris’ originally bright expression gradually dimmed, and she sighed deeply:

“She still won’t let go of herself…”

Luo En vaguely sensed the scent of [secrets] in Iris’ words, and curiously asked further:

“What do you mean?”

Iris seemed to be spurred by the desire to share, and slowly revealed [mother] Rose’s past.

She was among the first Elves born from Ancestor Ymir, gentle and pure-hearted, harboring the utmost goodwill towards everything around.

Back then, Elves were not divided into Light and Dark; they were one family. Differences in skin color and birthplace did not stop them from hunting together, gathering together, sharing together, singing together.

Rose, by virtue of her excellent leadership and creativity, perfected the Elf culture with rituals, dances, music, and hunting, arguably ennobling her as the civilizing founder of the entire Elf Clan.

Her transcendent status and contributions in various fields also led the Elves to honor her as the [main mother], making her some sort of ruler in Elf Country.

But as time went on, some discordant voices gradually spread within the clan.

Light Elves were born from the sun-facing side of Ancestor Ymir’s corpse, noble and holy; Dark Elves were born from the dark side of Ancestor Ymir’s corpse, lowly and filthy;

Light Elves were entitled to the sun-drenched lands, while Dark Elves only deserved to stay in the gloomy deep pits;

Darkness existed before light, their main mother was one of the Dark Elves, they are the true rulers of Elf Country…

Initially, Rose did not realize the danger of these rumors, simply thinking it was just regular disputes.

Therefore, she held goodwill towards all Elves, earnestly persuading all parties, believing these minor conflicts would dissipate over time.

But ultimately, differences created barriers, barriers led to chaos, and chaos sparked conflicts…

Countless Light and Dark Elves took up arms, engaging in a mad slaughter on their own land, to decide who truly was the master here.

It was a particularly bloody war. The battlefield’s soil turned red with blood, tens of thousands perished, discarded helmets piling into small hills…

Only when the Asa Divine Race intervened and defined the living areas for Light and Dark Elves, did this bloody slaughter come to an end.

After that, Rose went mad.

She believed her indecisiveness and kindness had killed her own people.

The essence of the Nordic World is blood and fire.

Only the strong survive, the weak are merely slaves dominated by Fate.

Fear is a tool stronger than steel, love and respect are both weak and useless burdens!

To prevent the kindness within her from becoming her Weakness, she excised that part of herself.

Thus, the Spider Goddess Rose was born.

She wielded cruelty as her weapon, fed on fear, encouraged the Dark Elves to follow the law of the jungle, fight each other, eliminate the weak, reveling in seeing Conspiracy and Betrayal, completely moving from one extreme to another…

After listening, Luo En gazed at Iris:

“So, you are that self?”

Iris nodded, sighed deeply:

“Mother took the wrong path; her actions are meaningless, only tormenting herself.”

She was born from Rose’s soul, embodying a past Rose was unwilling to face.

As a being of the same essence, no one understood better than her; while Rose ruled the Dark Elves with terror and hunted the Light Elves, she also tormented herself.

Luo En also agreed with Iris’s view.

Just as he taught Xili, there is nothing wrong with kindness itself.

However, to make kindness yield favorable results, one must always keep their eyes sharp and hold their blades ready.

Rose attributing the rift between Light and Dark Elves to herself and performing self-excision was indeed a bit extreme.

What Luo En found even more concerning, however, was how did those rumors glorifying Light Elves and demeaning Dark Elves originate in the first place?

Given that darkness existed before light, and considering that Rose, the [main mother], was also of Dark Elf origin, it’s evident that the Dark Elves held significantly greater power in Elf Country than the Light Elves.