Chapter 78 (1/2)

Green land at the end of the snow-capped mountain.

In the middle of the lush green grass with trees and bushes was a small villa.

The owner of the villa was a thin, middle-aged male elf with a white bow.

Standing on the balcony, he was looking up at the stars in the night sky when he suddenly bent over and coughed.

“Cough! Cough!”

“The wind is cold, please come inside.”

A cold, beautiful female elf, standing behind him said.

“Huhu, you think the cough of the winds isn’t nice. I should have died by now.”

Seemingly, he looked like a middle-aged man. However, he was actually over 1000 years old.

He was Erenes, an elf who had lived far longer than an average elf was supposed to, which was supposed to be 400 years.

All the elves, even the other fairies on the continent, were all avid admirers of the prophet.

The female elf was looking after the supposed sage, who was residing deep in the Volga Republic. She shot a cold look at Erenes and asked.

“So, you don’t die because of your cough?”

“Cold is a source of all illnesses.”

“Only stupid beings catch summer colds. Is this the path that you need to take to be a sage?”

As the female elf spoke coldly every time, Erenes’s already wounded expression had deepened more.

“Erwin, you are turning as cold as ice. That is probably why you can’t hear the words of God.”

“I don’t wish to be a prophet.”

“Ahh, my heir, talking this?!”

“Wasn’t it you, master, who has chosen me to do this, knowing that I don’t want it?”

At the response of her disciple, Erenes couldn’t help but frown.

“Ah, this is unbelievable! I don’t want to speak another word. Now you are going to complain? To show such an image of yours… are you not going to get inside the house?”

“Then, why isn’t the teacher inside the house?”

“Oh my, to listen to this…”

Erenes pounded his chest out of frustration and briefly looked up at the night sky.

Erwin, who saw him, spoke again,

“You haven’t looked at the astronomical system for a while. What is the wind telling?”

“The cut off wind blows once again.”

“Huh?”

“The star which fell 500 years ago has re-emerged… The continent will be shaken once again.”

Erenes, whose eyes were looking for something that he missed, entered the villa. He pulled out an old golden staff from his dresser.