??<strong>The Smile Disappears Again</strong>


    As the elven saint, the existence closest to the mother goddess amongst all of the believers, Alice’s position is even more higher than that of the ordinary god’s devotees.


    The saint herself is even more enthusiastic about the spread of Elven faith.


    First, she hugged the Elder Samuel, and then said to the elves:


    “May the mother goddess bless you! Dear nsmen, please follow me!”


    As she spoke, Alice then drew a symbol of the Mother of Nature upon her chest.


    Then, she led the Rageze n’s elves, surrounded by yers, towards the teleportation array at the center of Florence.


    Today, the core area of the Florence has been renovated by the yers. When the elves arrived here, many yers were seen busy with their daily tasks of building and repair.


    Watching these busy yers, the Rageze n’s elves were both surprised and curious.


    Elder Philothea thought for a moment, and couldn’t help but ask in curiosity.


    “Lady Alice… on our way here, we have received a lot of help from these young fellow nsmen, but… I see that their hair color is different..may i ask from which n are they from?”


    Samuel had also noticed these young nsmen who seemed to be always full of energy and enthusiasm. Not only that, he had also saw that these people seemed very interested in him and the elves of the Rageze n.


    They were very friendly, perhaps… much a little bit too friendly than an average elf.


    It felt… even a bit pleasing surprisingly.


    This reminded Samuel of the crazy behavior he once had when pursuing his other half back when he was young.


    Nheless, Elder Samuel did not think that these younglings would be really interested in the same sex or the elderly.


    Suddenly with a realization, he was stricken and turned his head so quickly as Samuel looked at Saint Alice and said in an excited tone,


    “Are they… the Chosen Ones?”


    Hearing the old priest’s words, Alice curtly nodded, thinly smiled and replied:


    “…That’s right, Grandpa Samuel. They are the brave and hardworking Chosen Ones that the mother goddess herself called from another world!”


    “Oh Goddess! They are actually the heroes summoned by the mother ancestor! Which means that they are possibly high elves? Or mayhaps even be… D-Divine envoys?!”


    The elves of the Rageze n were all amazed.


    Philothea was shocked deep within her heart, and she subconsciously looked at the young Saint.


    Facing the intense gaze of the chief of the Rageze n, Alice hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly nodded:


    “Well…m-maybe.”


    The mother goddess has never mentioned the formal identities of these Chosen Ones…


    But since they look like elves, they should obviously… be considered elves, right?


    Alice thought so.


    Seeing the surprised expressions of the native elves, the yers immediately rushed over like greed stricken merchants, shouting:


    “That’s right, that’s right, we are the heroes called by the beautiful goddess!”


    “Praise nature! Praise life! Praise the great goddess sister!”


    “We are the chosen ones! We are elves who were born directly from the World Tree. From now on, we are a family!”


    “Uncles, aunts, brothers, and sisters, if you have any tasks, just call us!”


    “We promise toplete them in a timely and appropriate manner!”


    “Um… cough cough, we are still young and have a lot to learn. We will need to ask for your advice in the future…”


    After hearing the yers’ words, the elves looked at them with a different gaze yet again.


    These chosen ones…


    Why they are really a reliable group of kind, enthusiastic, humble, respectful, and eager to learn younglings!


    Seeing the moved expressions of her fellow brethrens, Alice hesitated for a moment and cautiously reminded them:


    “Um… although they are good people, please understand that sometimes they may do things that are iprehensible, and sometimes they may even… have some human-like bad habits. You should be mentally prepared.”


    “Un…unfathomable things? Human-like ws?”


    Elder Philothea was slightly stunned.


    Then she thought of the suicidal charge of these Chosens that was as fearless of death, the ruthless pursuit of the beastmen, the greedily looting of equipment after killing the beastmen, and the shining eyes when they saw the scriptures on their baggage.


    At this moment, she suddenly realized: “Ah, so that’s how it is!”


    However, even if they have their ws, Philothea is still very much grateful to these Chosen Ones.


    Thinking of the young Chosen Ones whom had died in battle, she said with a sorrowful expression, “s…in order to rescue us this time, they…they really sacrificed many of theirpanions. Nearly a hundred young lives were unjustly lost.”


    “…Sacrificed theirpanions?”


    After listening to Philothea’s words, Alice and the others made confused faces.


    The Oak Guardian, Berserker, who had already shrunk down to four meters in height, nced at the yers.


    Meanwhile, the yers avoided eye contact,ughing albeit awkwardly.


    Berserker: …


    “Hehe.”


    The oak guardian grinned eerily, saying in a low tone, “You don’t have to worry, they are undead.”


    U-Undead?


    Philothea and the others looked astonished.


    Even Samuel had a surprised expression.


    Undead… what does that mean?


    Before they could ask for more questions, the teleportation array in the center of the square suddenly burst into brilliant light, and dozens of tall figures appeared before them.


    They were dressed in simple wooden armor and hemp robes, and looked excited.


    “Hurry up, hurry up! We heard they’ve arrived! And they even caught a dragon!”


    “Cough cough, I wonder what expression the NPC will have when they see uster.”


    “Don’t mention it, Demacia, you acted too much just now, it’s tragic… Man you’re really are a drama queen lol.”


    “I’ll see how you’ll handle it when we meetter.”


    Listening to hispanions’ teasing, Demacia stood with his arms crossed and bragging proudly:


    “Hehe, isn’t it just to improve their favorability towards us?”


    “These new NPCs are also elves, probably just as straightforward as Alice and the others. When ites to improving favorability, it’ll be lightning-fast! And once the favorability is high enough , we can get anything we want!”


    “Hatred, dislike, normal, like, intimacy… the difference in these different levels of favorability is huge!”


    “Let me tell you, the reason why I can go out and fight monsters with my buddy Ael is because our rtionship is intimate! Hahaha!”


    Then he realized that hispanions had gone silent.


    “Hey why aren’t you guys talking anymore? Did I say something wrong?”


    He muttered strangely, noticing that everyone was frantically giving him warning signals.


    Demacia instinctively followed their gaze.


    In front of him…


    All the NPCs were standing there.


    Demacia:…


    [<strong>?</strong> – Your favorability with <strong>Berserker</strong> has decreased by <strong>20</strong> points, reaching ‘<strong>Hatred</strong>‘]


    [<strong>?</strong> – Your favorability with <strong>Alice</strong> has decreased by <strong>20</strong> points, remaining at ‘<strong>Hatred</strong>‘]


    [<strong>?</strong> – Your favorability with <strong>Samuel</strong> has decreased by <strong>20</strong> points, reaching ‘<strong>Normal</strong>‘]


    [<strong>?</strong> – Your favorability with <strong>Philothea</strong> has decreased by <strong>20</strong> points, reaching ‘<strong>Normal</strong>‘]


    [<strong>?</strong> – Your favorability with <strong>Ael Moonlight</strong> has decreased by <strong>20</strong> points, reaching ‘<strong>Like</strong>‘]


    …


    Demacia:…


    “B-Big Brother Demacia…”


    Ael looked at him with a sad expression:


    “Did you… really think like that?”


    Demacia’s smile turned entirely stiff.


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