143 Princess Acacia 4 (1/2)
The princess smiled, seemingly lighting the entire room, ”our plans are for the long term.
Zaltarish is being groomed for the next kingship, and we've noted the underworking of a marriage alliance between those two families using him and Mithrandir Norville.
I'm sure you've seen the words in the sky above the castle…” the princess spoke with clear sadness in her voice, ”so, you can tell the kind of pressure such an alliance puts on us.
Mithrandir is already an unparalleled genius in her own right. But, with the addition of Zaltarish, this is a couple the neutral major families might not be able to continue to ignore…
However, the pressure you apply as the sole holder of the innate aurora in the entire universe is something that doesn't pale in comparison to the talent those two display. In fact, despite the bravado of Zaltarish's manifestation, I'd dare to say that it pales…”
The princess paused before continuing, ”I'm sure you've had many talks with my cousin… I love her like I would my own sister. We are close as could be and I know her like the back of my hand. There was no one more excited than her when she learned of your innate aurora.
The impact you could have on campaigns alone is staggering. To some, you may be the only hope us elves have of ever returning to our original universe.”
Many elves sighed with emotion. Not all universes were created equal… if you fell from great heights, it would be almost impossible to make up. A prime example was the demon sage. When he came out of the Timeless Library, his talent hadn't been reduced at all. So, why couldn't he simply reclaim the things he had lost overtime?
The answer was simple… once you fell to low ranking universes, the gates fell in cultivation limits along with them. Meaning, you could no longer rely on yourself to improve, you could only rely on your subordinates. But, what did this mean? It meant that you only had one chance and one road to success. If you ever stumbled… it would be near impossible to catch up.
So, the elves were in an endless cycle. They wanted to return to their home lands but could only rely on their younger generation to conquer the gates. But, because they were in such a low-ranking universe, the gates capped at the peak of essence gathering... and at the same time, their younger generation kept declining!
And now, the opposing universe had grown innate aurora talents and were pressing against this universe endlessly. Although there were talents like Thor and Madeleine, there was also more than one gate in this universe… they couldn't be everywhere at once… and their effects on a battle field could never hope to match someone with an innate aurora.
Finally, Dyon spoke, ”so… your plan is meant to span decades. You want to use the time I have between now and before I enter the saint sage, to gain the elves a foothold in the next universe so you can slowly make your way back?”