Chapter 1195 - Protector of the Star Mausoleum (1/2)

As the protector of the Star Mausoleum, Margaery Tyr didn’t know how long she had spent on this mountain peak. She remembered some vague details from when she was chosen as the protector. Back then, when the final list was published, everyone except Margaery heaved long sighs of relief. No one was willing to come to this god-forsaken place to lead life like a captive. Nominally, even though being a protector was an extremely honorable job, everyone knew that there was no true meaning for a job that only allowed one to move about in a small space on a mountain peak despite obtaining the highest power of glory. To dark elves who were obsessed with power struggle, this was a punishment more terrifying than death.

However, Margaery wasn’t mindful of this result at all. On the contrary, she was actually glad to become the protector of this place. As a heterogeneity of the dark elves, she never liked or looked forward to battles. She also bitterly detested the crafty plots and machinations. But in the dark underworld, one would be down the road to ruin if one didn’t follow rules. Even though Margaery always sensed and felt the murderous intent and criticisms from her sisters as well as hatred from her mother, she just couldn’t find ways to make herself as bloodthirsty as the other dark elves. It was due to her difference in character that turned her family into a laughing stock of the world of dark elves. This was why Margaery wasn’t surprised when she received the news of her being chosen as the protector. She knew that her family had been trying to banish her and now, with such a great opportunity, they surely wouldn’t let this chance go. Indeed, just as she had expected, it was ‘inevitable’ that she was chosen as the protector, to leave this dark underworld, and arrive at the Star Mausoleum at the peak of this mountain.

In the beginning, Margaery wasn’t used to living here at all. For a dark elf who lived her entire life in the deep underground, exposure to the sudden changes in air pressure was unbearable. Despite that, Margaery held on and no matter how dry and dull life was here, it was better than her seeking survival in the reign of terror in the dark underworld. Just like this, she became the protector of the Star Mausoleum, leading a peaceful yet boring life.

Margaery didn’t know what she was protecting and not even the predecessor was aware. All they knew was that their duty was to ensure that the mausoleum remained intact. There were neither tombstones nor coffins, not to mention any records of the buried. Instead of treating this place as a mausoleum, it would be more appropriate to see it as a monastery or prison. But Margaery was unperturbed by it. She was satisfied with her life without disruptions from the outside world. To a ‘special’ dark elf like her, this was considered a pleasant living environment.

But a few days ago, Margaery’s tranquil life was smashed. An undead army arrived and forcefully occupied the mausoleum. It was only then that Margaery learned that the Country of Darkness and Void Territory had broken out in a war, with the latter invading their territory. This left Margaery somewhat surprised, but she didn’t take it to heart. Even though she was displeased with the undead army occupying her sanctuary by force, she didn’t comment much. After all, they were undead creatures, so it was impossible for her to request them to leave. But even so, she kept a distance away from them. For some unknown reason, she felt like these undead creatures were acting strangely as though they emanated a mysterious and dangerous aura…

“Madam Margaery.”

Upon hearing someone calling her name, Margaery lifted her head and looked forward. Shortly after, a specter young lady drifted out from nowhere silently. She wore the same attire as Margaery, albeit in different colors. This was where the mausoleum stood out from the masses. Apart from the mausoleum protector, there were no other creatures except for the five specters responsible for assisting and taking care of the protector.

“Is anything the matter?”

“This was what happened. Somebody is launching an attack on us.”

“… Huh?”

This news was beyond her expectation as Margaery took a while to process the situation before returning to her senses. She didn’t expect the mausoleum to be ambushed too.

Why is this happening? Isn’t this place only a mausoleum? Could it be that the undead army is the root of the trouble? If that is the case, the situation will be hard to handle…

At this thought, Margaery let out a sigh.

“Is there anything that we need to do, Madam Margaery?”

“… Where are the undead creatures that were stationed outside right now?”

“They have descended the mountain to fight with the enemies.”

“Is that so…”

Upon hearing the specter’s report, Margaery lifted her head and gazed outside the window. Through the thin layer of cloud, she saw some dazzling flashes on the mountain road and heard some faint explosions. It was apparent that the battles below were intense.

But… This has nothing to do with me.

“Seal off the mausoleum. Whatever is happening outside has nothing to do with us.”