460 – Holy, Blessed, and Apostle – 3
When going to visit an elder, it is wise to go with both hands heavy. It goes without saying that the elder is the prospective wife’s maternal grandmother and the leader of a tribe.
The only problem is that I have no idea what to give as a gift.
‘If you choose based on human standards, there will be an uproar.’
I sighed as I rummaged through the jewelry and fabric piled up in the warehouse.
Her maternal grandmother acknowledged me as her granddaughter-in-law, but unfortunately, her uncomfortable feelings toward humans remain the same. In fact, who would your grandmother have seen more people in her life, a dog-like person or a decent person?
Furthermore, that dog-like person was not a vague bastard, but a specific bastard named Apels. Apels was a country that hated even fellow humans, so the wounds of my elf maternal grandmother must have been deep and dark. Therefore, it is difficult to take man-made items as gifts.
‘All the items in the house were handmade.’
And the handmade furniture that filled my grandmother’s house. I don’t know if it’s just a hobby, or a firm determination not to use anything made by humans, but let’s think of it as the latter. That’s safe.
‘A car would be nice.’
After racking my brain for a long time, I came to an acceptable conclusion.
My maternal grandmother also enjoyed drinking tea, so wouldn’t tea be okay? Of course, human touch is involved in the process of growing tea leaves, but I think the mental barrier is lower than that of industrial products.
“So you chose this one?”
“Yes.”
When I showed Trixie the gift with joy, she blinked her eyes with a shocked expression.
Then he opened his mouth several times and spoke carefully.
“This is wine, not tea.”
“Wouldn’t it be okay to think of it as tea made from fruit?”
At those words, Trixie’s mouth closed again. With eyes wondering if I might have gone crazy from the cold.
Yes, I know. What I’m holding is not tea, but alcohol. I’m not a crazy person who calls a deer a horse.
‘This is the best.’
Trixie’s eyes sting, but what can you do? Tea leaves of fairly good quality, available immediately, were mass-produced using human-friendly cultivation methods that built a great wall with nature. The more I looked into it, the less courage I had to give it to my maternal grandmother.
But this wine is okay. It was produced in the Duchy of Servet and was made in a very nature-friendly way.
‘I’m sure you’ll like it if I tell you it’s a specialty of my granddaughter Youngji.’
Definitely, it is an object related to my granddaughter and not to anyone else. A slight human scent will be laughed off.
Also, alcohol is usually called gokcha. If this is called fruit tea, wouldn’t it fall into the category of tea anyway?
“…But wine would be a good gift.”
Soon, Trixie seemed to agree with my thoughts, nodding slightly and muttering.
I thought Trixie would understand.
***
To God, time is a light and vague concept. What does a day mean to a being who can live eternal life, and what inspiration does a month give? At least as the years go by, you realize, ‘Ah, the world has changed a little.’ I feel like that.
But not now. In my entire life, I have never waited so eagerly for each day as I do now.
I even felt sad that I was the god of the sky. If he were the god of time, wouldn’t he have been able to advance time until the weekend?
‘It would have been impossible.’
Of course, it is a useless delusion. Whether it’s accelerating or reversing the time of a living being or a building, messing with the world’s time is difficult, even if you risk losing your godhead. If you tried to do something like that in the first place, other gods would come running and beat you up, asking you what you were doing.
Ah, anyway, even if there are other gods, there is only Enen now.
‘Bad guy.’
No matter how many times I think about it, my teeth grind. A vicious bastard who spit on an honorary priest who was like my only believer, a greedy bastard who has already had everything and is looking for what belongs to others.
When I corrected him, he was quite cute as he was a newly born god. Even after his head grew big, he was so humble that he didn’t even fight. I had no idea that a guy like that would stab me like this. To stab me with the most lethal dagger during the most difficult time.
‘I raised a lion cub.’
I feel like crying. He was born as the sun god, so he was cared for as the sky god, but the sun swallowed up the sky.
Actually, I know. The fact that the honorary priest was appointed as a blessed woman or something is the work of children who follow Enen. He is not the type of guy who will give systematic names or titles to the children who follow him.
Still, I feel resentful of Enen for no reason. You bad guy, you must have a hard time meeting a new god like Ji in your later years.
“Auntie Sky, Auntie Sky.”
“Are you crying? Are you crying?”
– It really looks like you’re going to cry, so be quiet.
Meanwhile, the fairies noticed my depressed mood and hovered nearby.
It’s sad. They have good sense, but they lack consideration. Constantina should have done her homework properly, but the World Tree burned down.
‘Just resurrection… All you need to do is resurrection.’
I calmed myself down, listening to the words of the fairies chattering non-stop through one ear.
Once the honorary priest comes here, all he has to do is transfer the energy contained in the sacred object to this tree. If the energy is fully absorbed, the expected resurrection period of up to 10 years can be shortened to 1 year, and if you are lucky, it can be even faster.
Then everything ends. When the World Tree is revived, Constantina will be able to interfere with the continent again, and when Constantina appears, the elves and fairies will only look at Constantina, not me.
“That’s right. Auntie, lady. Tell me that story, tell me that story.”
“That’s right, that’s right! That story, that story!”
If that happens, these hectic days will end.
– About that?
“What happened with Mom! It happened a long time ago, Mom!”
“Do it! Do it!”
I sighed at the confident and clear request. When I first came to live in this tree, I told them stories about the past because they were children I had come to live with, but I had no idea that the karma would come back to me like this.
Yes, I was stupid. Talking about her mother in front of children who miss her.
‘When will the weekend come…’
I wish someone would just seal me away until the weekend.
***
I packed a lot of cervet wine to give to my maternal grandmother.
I contacted Hyeonhyeonggong, who manages the protected area for this tribe, and contacted him directly yesterday to receive permission to visit.
During her honeymoon, she was scheduled to go out to the westernmost part of the empire, and asked her lovers’ understanding that she would visit Trixie’s maternal grandmother.
As a bonus, I made sure to bring a sacred item that will help revive the World Tree.
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Perfect. Now that all preparations are complete, all you have to do is meet her maternal grandmother with a light heart and then return.
– You came… Huh?
As soon as I set foot in the elf residential district, I heard the voice of the eternal blue sky, where everyone was dying.
‘What happened?’
I’m confused. It was an eternal blue sky that clearly made people very happy to hear that they would visit with sacred items. However, over the past few days, the voice full of joy disappeared, and only a voice filled with despair and fatigue rang out.
What the hell is going on? Did Enen strike the World Tree with lightning?
– I told the fairies that if you came, the world tree would be revived faster… Then they pestered me to ask when you would come…
‘That’s right.’
As soon as she heard those words, she quickly let go of her worries. Because it meant that I was self-employed.
I saw fairies briefly during a field trip and thought that I should watch my mouth around them, but I guess Eternal Blue Sky, who I’ve been with until now, didn’t know that. Perhaps, as the weekend got closer, I got too excited and started using my mouth incorrectly.
– I just told the elder and the world tree that a precious guest would come… But I made a mistake at the end…
‘Still, I came as promised, so it’s okay, isn’t it? ‘If I had been late, I would have been in big trouble.’
– If I hadn’t come today, I would have just run away…
I burst into laughter because the words were full of sincerity.
Once the work of transferring the energy of the new object is completed today, the eternal blue sky will disappear.
“Guys!”
Soon, a red-haired elf came running from far away, waving his hands wildly.
This elf looks familiar. Maybe her name was Clarice? I remember him as the elf who guided my grandmother on our last school trip.
“It’s been a while, Clarisse.”
And Trixie bowed her head politely towards Clarice who was approaching her.
Even if you are a duke over 120 years old, you become a child as soon as you enter. The elf residential district is truly amazing.
This time, under Clarice’s guidance, we went to her maternal grandmother’s home. I’ve been there once before, so I don’t need any guidance, but it seems like she wants to have a little conversation with her friend’s daughter, so I stay quiet.
“That’s right, I heard you got married recently?”
“Ah, yes.”
…I couldn’t. Unfortunately, Clarice’s interest included me.
At that moment, I instinctively noticed Clarisse’s feelings. Even the elves already know that I have multiple lovers, but even so, in front of the elves who think Trixie is special, I said, ‘I married someone other than Trixie first!’ ‘It’s Trixie’s second time!’ You can’t say the same thing. Not a crazy bastard.
“So you’re getting married to Trixie soon, right?”
“…Yes, that’s right.”
But in reality, Clarisse didn’t seem to attach much importance to the first or second. He just smiles wide when told that her marriage to Trixie is imminent.
“Hey, I’m embarrassed to say this as I’m not a family member… Can you marry Trixie here?”
After a while, the smile turned into shyness, but I didn’t feel too bad.
‘They really treat us like compatriots.’
Because I could tell that the elves in the cross-species reserve truly regarded Trixie as one of their own.
Of course, Trixie is the elder’s blood relative, and she is already talking warmly with other elves – but I was worried that being a mixed race might act as a shackle at a critical moment. It sometimes appears in novels that unless she is a pureblood, she cannot receive the protection of the World Tree and the blessings of the fairies.
“If it is difficult for the elves to leave the protected area, then of course it should be so.”
That’s why she gave the confirmation with a happy heart. If the elves want it, I will definitely do it.
As she and Trixie exchanged glances, Trixie also smiled softly and nodded her head.
“Thank you. Since she couldn’t make her friend’s wedding shine, she wanted to make her daughter’s wedding crowded and crowded.”
Trixie’s smile grew even deeper at those words.
It seems that my second mother-in-law, whom I also did not get to meet, was a well-liked person.