Chapter 250: Chapter 248: Did the Elf God Die for Lord Rose?

The staircase from the eleventh to the twelfth floor remained full of malice, even though the eleventh floor had opened a separate small world for Elina to deliver the relic of the Elf God.

Fortunately, after experiencing that malicious heap of traps below, Hilia didn’t feel that the relic’s owner was benevolent just because the eleventh floor was a delivery point for Elina. She decisively consulted Rose and, once she received the answer that traps still existed, she showed an expression of "as expected."

Later, with Rose’s guidance, they smoothly reached the twelfth floor.

This place was the last floor of the entire central tower, the one that all adventurers could see illuminated from outside the ancient castle.

Upon reaching the twelfth floor, Hilia and Elina did not see where the light was coming from. What they saw was a layout similar to the floors below, looking like a classic noble’s reception room.

Sofas, tables, a fireplace, chandeliers... and even a painting above the fireplace.

It almost made Hilia think she was back on the sixth floor.

However, unlike below, this living room had a table laden with a feast of rich foods.

Foie gras, turkey, caviar, various salads, apple sauce, sandwiches... all sorts of recognizable dishes were laid out on the table.

Standing in front of the table and the fireplace, there was a person dressed in a black tailcoat, wearing a top hat, holding a cane, and facing away from Hilia and Elina, looking at the painting above the fireplace.

When Hilia and Elina entered the room, he slowly turned his head, revealing a young man’s appearance similar to the portrait, but younger-looking and full of muscle.

The tailcoat barely contained his muscles.

"Welcome, guests from the Elf Race, and... the guest from the Holy Court."

He sat in the main seat and gestured to them, "Please take a seat, let’s have a sumptuous dinner first, and then discuss other things."

Hilia looked at the dinner, feeling her mouth water uncontrollably, but she didn’t dare move.

A millennium-old relic, who knew if these delicacies had also been placed here for a thousand years?

Rose’s voice came, "It’s okay, eat, they’re all fresh." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Only then did Hilia feel at ease, gave Elina a look, and then thanked the relic owner and sat in the seats prepared for them.

The relic owner said, "Let me introduce myself, I am Jonathan. I have many identities, one of which is a friend of the Elf God. You don’t need to know my other identities, just know that I am the Elf God’s friend."

As he spoke, he looked at Hilia, his face showing a trace of confusion, "This friend from the Holy Court, there’s a very familiar feeling about you."

"Hello, I am Hilia, sorry to disturb." Hilia politely replied.

"I am Elina, thank you, Master Jonathan, for keeping the relic of the Elf God on our behalf."

Elina’s gratitude was sincere.

Although Jonathan had full of mischievous intent while creating the relic, she was sincerely thankful that he stayed until now to return the Elf God’s relic to the Elf Race.

"Let’s finish dinner before saying anything," Jonathan said with a mysterious smile, "What’s the matter? Are you afraid to eat?"

Without Rose’s reminder, Hilia actually wouldn’t dare to eat, at least Elina wouldn’t dare—thanks alone couldn’t alleviate the full malice throughout Jonathan’s relic, who knew if the food was poisoned...

Then she saw Hilia eating heartily without any pressure.

Elina hesitated for a moment, but out of trust for Hilia, she also chose to eat.

All the way, it was by Hilia’s mysterious guidance, as if truly guided by a god.

Otherwise, she might still be stuck at the stairs leading to the second floor.

The meal ended quickly.

When Hilia and Elina stopped eating, Jonathan waved his hand, and all the tableware on the table floated up as if lifted by an unseen force, leaving the table.

This sight stunned Hilia for a moment, but upon careful examination, she couldn’t feel any spell like the Mage’s Hand supporting these plates.

Rose chuckled lightly, "This is his control over the relic as its owner, unrelated to the Mage’s Hand."

Hilia became enlightened.

Jonathan looked at Elina and smiled, "Miss Elina, if you have any questions, feel free to ask."

Elina hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Master Jonathan, I want to ask, Lord God... whom did she go to the ’Underworld’ to save?"

Jonathan looked at Elina and said calmly, "This question, your current strength is not yet at the level to know. Just know that the person is worth the Elf God willing to sacrifice her life to try and save. When you grow to at least Tier Six, come back here, and I will answer."

Elina was taken aback.

Hilia, who was listening, seemed to have thought of something and asked in her heart, "Lord Rose... could he be referring to you?"

Rose uncharacteristically did not answer immediately, remaining silent instead.

This response gave Hilia an answer.

Complex emotions welled up in her heart.

Rose’s voice came, "I don’t know if it’s for me, but I will personally go to the Underworld and confirm with Hel."

While Hilia and Rose were communicating, Elina remained silent for a moment, then continued to ask, "Did Lord God leave any other message besides entrusting me with this object?"

Jonathan nodded, "She hopes you will take good care of the relic and, in the future, find someone who can inherit her power and give the relic to that person. She hopes the person to inherit her power is you."

Elina nodded emphatically, "I will strive to fulfill this! I still have some questions..."

Elina asked many things about what the Elf God had done before and after leaving.

By the end, Elina couldn’t hold back her tears.

Seeing her so loyal, even Hilia fell silent.

She couldn’t help asking herself if she would cry if the Gods were like this too.

Wouldn’t she?

Would she?

Probably not.

Too many gods are worshiped by the Holy Court.

However, seeing Elina act like this was somewhat strange, as if the Elf God was her parent, not her deity.

Overly devout...

Hilia recalled Elina saying she’d lived so long but had never met the Elf God.

Perhaps this is how the Elf Race is.

Hilia didn’t understand.

After finishing her questions, Elina’s spirits dropped again, and she lowered her head in silence.

The entire living room fell into silence.

Hilia felt since she was already here, why not ask something?

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly heard a snap of fingers.

Looking up, she found that the snap came from Rose.

Then, Elina, who had been hanging her head in silence, suddenly fell asleep on the table.

Rose’s figure slowly appeared.

"Jonathan, long time no see, you’re still as mischievous as ever."