My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Looking at this half-elf, she seemed very uncomfortable making eye contact with Xue Dili, so she slowly turned her head away.

"You might have misunderstood something. I didn’t do anything to you. It’s just that I saved a Fairy Queen before, and to thank me, she gave me a blessing called [Elf’s Love]. The unusual feeling you might be experiencing is merely the effect of this blessing on you." Xue Dili said, beginning to put on Hassan’s mask.

It was a comical clown mask, a gilded comedy face, with exaggeratedly upturned corners of the mouth. Anyone who saw it would feel all the smiles lumped together here, and the viewer’s mouth would uncontrollably stretch towards the ears.

However, once Xue Dili put on this mask, the half-elf instantly felt that strange sensation and attraction disappear. She breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a feeling named "loss" arose in her heart.

Seeing Xue Dili now wearing the mask, she said softly, "Thank you... I wronged you before..."

Perhaps there was guilt too.

Xue Dili didn’t know, but her approval rating had risen to 89.

Xue Dili: "..."

What the heck, why did your approval rating increase so ridiculously? Up until now, even Fafnir, who felt most positively about me, only had this rating, right?

Xue Dili couldn’t help but complain. He could only say that the half-elf race was really something — seeing Xue Dili, they directly ate the debuff to be satisfied.

The two were now leaning against the wall, curling up in a corner of the abandoned ancient castle’s hall. Not far away was the noble lady, and slightly farther away was the baron.

Among them was a Holy Light Ball offering warmth.

Xue Dili rubbed it out by hand, resembling a small sun continuously emitting heat, providing light and a certain amount of warmth to the others.

This was also why Xue Dili claimed to be a priest and no one doubted him, as his technique of rubbing out Holy Light was too shocking for these people of the low-magic world.

The ancient castle leaned against the coast, and when leaning against the wall, it seemed as though you could hear the sound of the sea, as if the waves were right behind you.

"Priest, do you have any prejudice against half-elves?" The half-elf continued to press her figure under the hood, speaking slowly.

Xue Dili: "..."

The situation went south; why does it feel as if it’s coming straight at me?

Is she about to say something like "the moon is beautiful tonight," or "you’re gentle too?" — such unfathomable words?

Xue Dili was particularly sensitive to this aspect, mainly because he had experienced so much that he’d become numb.

"Hmm..." he merely responded with a lukewarm word.

"I don’t know who my father is, but I know that 17 years ago, the Elf King personally led a campaign to war with the Duchy, and the village I was in was one of the battlefields at that time. I am that illegitimate child left in my mother by an unknown elf..."

She gazed at Xue Dili’s Holy Light Ball, feeling the warmth inside and the sound of seawater behind her, sharing her past slowly.

Xue Dili: "..."

Even the Mimic Venerable King seemed to perceive Xue Dili’s dilemma and quipped, "Why are you sweating so profusely? I noticed when you faced the pressures of the First Apostle in the Mist Council, you weren’t nearly this tense."

"Be quiet, I want some peace..." Xue Dili dispelled the unreliable Mimic Venerable King, telling Him to either watch quietly or start thinking about how to find the Seventh Apostle or devise a way to complete this ritual without killing people.

"Actually, it’s quite simple. I can complete the ritual without letting them die. While others might be helpless faced with the ritual crafted by the Seventh Apostle using his authority, I happen to be a specialist."

"Just wait, as you continue the plot, I could even use your Innovation Era ritual to substitute this original one." Mimic Venerable King suggested, "Eventually, you could even replace the Seventh Apostle, becoming the World Consciousness of this subspace."

"Alright then..."

Xue Dili continued listening to the half-elf’s story.

From her state, a lot of information could be gathered. This half-elf was very insecure, deliberately making herself appear dirty, while carrying defensive weapons like daggers and spikes.

Her life was tough, but it also granted her a strong heart. Her pantomime was merely a way to protect herself. The main thing was, despite being hit by Xue Dili’s twin debuffs, she could rationally detect that there was something wrong with her body.

This matched the story she recounted.

She was born during the war between the elves and the duchy, an unknown elf’s illegitimate child with a village woman, thrown into the mountains by her mother right after birth.

Fortunately, the half-elf granted her power far surpassing that of human infants. Even as a newborn, she could instinctively seek life, and luck favored her — perhaps there is always a way — a mother deer who had just given birth saw her and began to raise her.

Thus she lived in the forest for several years, and after the mother deer died of old age, she left the forest, intending to search for her heritage and hometown.

She found her past, but her mother had long since died, reportedly captured by the military and soon deceased.

The once-village had thoroughly turned into a ghost town. She even sought countless surviving villagers to piece together her heritage.

In this way, she hid her half-elf identity in human society, living by taking on the lowliest of jobs.

Cleaning chimneys, clearing drains, scrubbing stables, or taking on gigs like hunting beasts outside the city.

As a half-elf, she thus lived on. She felt she couldn’t blend into the human cities, nor could she continue to live alone in the forests like elves.

As for seeking recognition from elves, she thought if she saw them, she couldn’t help but quietly pull out a spike, thinking about landing a backstab.

In summary, a girl living in the gaps.

She regarded herself as human but couldn’t integrate into the human world, and she couldn’t survive solitary in the forest like elves.

So she lived like this, getting by, living day by day; when out of money, she’d take on work, then spend the money earned until gone, then find work again.

She engaged in theft, grave robbing, and such jobs, mostly the petty thievery activities commonly undertaken, but she never caused any significant trouble.

"Perhaps to the upper class, people like me who sell their bodies for money are no different from those prostitutes." She said, slowly stroking the dagger in her hand, "We are all cheap things that can be bought with a meager sum."

For this half-elf girl sharing her tale, Xue Dili could only shrug.

Quite miserable, but he had already become numb now.

The two continued chatting slowly, the baron seemingly resting, and the noble lady seemed to have fallen asleep leaning against a wall.

The four had agreed to take turns for night watch, with Xue Dili and the half-elf watching the first half of the night, and others in the second half.

Moreover, Xue Dili said if anything unusual occurred, feel free to scream. This Holy Light Ball had a sound sensitivity function and could unleash stronger brightness amid loud noises, and even hurl an Eight-Section Light Wheel attack into the dark.

Though abstract, Xue Dili indeed crafted this Holy Light Ball by tower-defense specifications.

The sound of waves roared from behind on Resentful Spirit Island; before Xue Dili stuck to the wall, he could already feel the powerful roaring waves behind him.

"Will I be the first to die?" she suddenly asked.

"Don’t worry, no, I said I would protect you all." Xue Dili replied more seriously this time.

Waves shattered among the rocks, transforming into thousands of strands of mournful white mane. The basalt base of the ancient castle had long eroded into a honeycomb shape, chorusing sickly with the surf.

On the terrace at the highest point, sea spirits danced spirals. As their torsos were reformed by the sprays, additional limbs belonging to humans emerged with each reconstruction. When lightning split open the clouds, engraved rusty iron pieces — identical to the castle’s insignia — appeared embedded in each spectral chest.

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