7. The Existence of Elf Beauties is a Myth

Whether it was the new content introduced by encountering an entirely new “main storyline” or the words of Rose, the Blood Fairy, who was well-acquainted with the existence of the white-haired elves, it was evident that in this era, the prosperous civilization of the white-haired elves held a belief in a particular “goddess.”

As for the name of this goddess, whether it be “Order,” “Chaos,” or the Old Rulers, it was of no concern to me, for one thing was certain: to quickly infiltrate this kingdom and meet the three elf sisters, approaching from the angle of “faith” was the best method, what one might call “playing god.”

And this, was my old profession.

Of course, before that, we needed to “prepare”: without much hesitation, we immediately set off for the largest of the three towns in the kingdom of the white-haired elves, known as Rodland. For us, the “three withouts” who knew nothing about this place, the issues of food and lodging were a significant hassle, but thanks to Nilu’s fire fairy, Jias, we were spared the trouble of such trivialities. This was a strange era, and at this point, I could hardly care about etiquette.

The next day, after a night of rest, I marveled at the fact that even “crossing over” required rest, while I led Kephiel and Nilu to officially begin our exploration of the civilization of the white-haired elves.

At this moment, in the streets. A prosperous civilization always exhibits a similar vibrancy, but… the only difference in the kingdom of the white-haired elves is that there are no aberrations here. Looking around, I could see nothing but white-haired, long-eared beings, and with the script’s reminder that “there are no aberrations in the kingdom of the white-haired elves,” I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the thoroughness of our preparations.

After all…

“Phew… It seems I’ve managed to keep this under wraps, Oujilide. But… ugh, pfft…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Kefir couldn’t hold back any longer. As for Nilu, despite her serious demeanor, she was actually struggling to suppress her laughter. If I had to guess the reason for the two big shots’ attitude… it was probably because of my current “appearance.”

“Kefir, do you really think so little of my looks?”

I scratched my “long ears,” which I had never gotten used to since they first appeared, and watched as Kefir, who was clinging to my arm, tried even harder to stifle her laughter.

If I had known, I wouldn’t have dressed like this… well, that wasn’t very realistic, considering that to avoid drawing attention and encountering unforeseen troubles right from the start, I had already asked the shapeshifting fairy Zelus, who was traveling with us, to help us with a little “disguise” before entering the city.

All three of us needed Zelus to add the long ears and white hair that represented the civilization here, so only Kefir, who was already white-haired, could skip a step. Naturally, no matter what form Kefir and Nilu took, they would still be NO.1, but as for me… it seemed I was falling a bit short.

“You could have asked Alsas to help you a little, Oujilide.”

“Forget it!”

Just with the white hair and long ears that Zelus had “put on” me, I already felt uncomfortable all over. Turning me into a “fairy beauty” by Alsas was definitely out of the question!

“Kefir, we’re not here to play.”

Given the circumstances, Kefir and Nilu naturally wouldn’t continue to bicker. With Nilu’s mumble, Kefir quickly composed herself. In my view, a little light-hearted playfulness wasn’t a problem; it was clearly more natural to act like the surrounding white-haired elves rather than being stiff and overly cautious.

However, this was also what troubled me: everything related to the white-haired elves in the town could be understood and integrated into in no time. After all, the civilization of the white-haired elves didn’t seem to differ much from that of the Great Ying Empire. The problem we faced now was: how could we quickly approach the three elven sisters?

According to Ros, the three white-haired elven sisters, led by Urasilu, were esteemed “Princesses” in this kingdom of the era. Although I could see the endless palatial castles in the distance, I knew that if we recklessly approached with our current identities, we would only encounter suspicion and conflict. For us, as “three without” individuals, a normal approach was nothing short of a pipe dream.

If I had to say there was a way, it would only be through the hints from my script.

In the next moment, the script appeared. Although it didn’t contain anything particularly important, the content and wording drew my attention to a nearby location.

【A sacrificial ceremony is taking place in Rodlan City!】

Following the direction where I had thought there was just a flow of people, I saw something that left a deep impression on me—statues of the goddess. Since I had seen similar “statues” at the church before, I immediately realized: at least on the surface, the goddess statues we saw here in this era were of the same figure as those in the church!

And now was certainly not the time for me to ponder historical legacies, especially since… the previous script reminder had indicated that at this moment in the city, particularly near the goddess statues, some kind of activity was taking place! From a distance, I could already see some elves there “performing a ritual.”

“Ros, what’s happening over there?”

I immediately asked Ros, and fortunately, the fairy indeed remembered “the old days.”

As the words abruptly halted, I understood why Rose had reacted the way she did.

After all, as my gaze fell, I could already see a figure being surrounded, slowly making its way toward the statue of the goddess, and the previously noisy atmosphere instantly transformed into a chorus of praise and cheers.

“It’s her, the Saintess of the Kingdom! She has always been the one to lead in matters of faith!”

“……”

The script, thus, unfolded.

【Saintess of the Rodland Kingdom, responsible for maintaining the balance and order of the people’s faith.】

The “Saintess” who leads the faith—by now, I wasn’t too surprised. After all… this was quite similar to what the fairy I was currently with—Ikusis, the Fairy of Light—had done before. But then again, Ikusis must have also been chosen by the previous church’s actual leader, Urasiru, right? Is it just a coincidence that Ikusis… is also white-haired?

The script wouldn’t suddenly remind me of new content without reason, and given that we were indeed caught in a state of confusion, I thought… even if it’s an unknown event, I should take the risk to “interfere” a bit!

“Let’s go take a look.”

I nudged Kfeir and Nilu, then lowered my voice to ask Rose, “Rose, how much do you know about this person?”

“The Saintess of the Kingdom, Izalis. Compared to a saintess, she… might be more like an idol. In my memory, she’s quite popular in the kingdom. Just a little warning, don’t let any beautiful girl catch your eye and steal your soul away.”

“Impossible.”

And please stop talking, Kfeir’s grip on my waist is getting tighter!

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