Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 1166 - 113: Voices_3

"You’re right, it’s indeed because we are Transferees. And precisely because of this, we inherently bear a potential issue, which is leaving this world. From the very beginning, those voices have been telling me the way home. Those so-called pieces of knowledge, in my view, are merely the methodology to achieve this objective...

"Although I don’t want to go home, because I have nothing to hold me back in that world, so I can use this knowledge to build my new homeland. But Asuka, you are different, you want to go home, don’t you?"

Tangze Asuka nodded without hesitation and then asked in confusion,

"But... but I’ve already learned how to go home, Margaret. As long as I retrieve the teardrop of the World Tree, the Pandora Angel Leader will take me to the place in the Spirit Realm that leads to the outside world... Isn’t this method correct?"

Margaret shook her head, looking at the girl in front of her with a meaningful gaze, and then spoke softly,

"No, Asuka, this method is correct, the [voices] have also told me this... But what the voice additionally told me, and what Pandora didn’t tell you, is..."

"She can’t take you there at all, because it’s a place where even several Demigods cannot reach."

"It’s called... the [Ultimate]."

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At this moment, Tree Continent, Royal Capital. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Within the towering city walls, it was brightly lit, countless carriages and horses blocked the wilderness outside the city so densely that even water couldn’t pass. The aura of Mythical Species Elves ebbed and flowed here, which was a grand display never seen since the coronation of the Handle a millennium ago.

Of course, the specific meaning within this was also very easy to recognize: the Elf Species had been mobilized.

To explore their purpose, one must temporarily shift their gaze to inside the Royal Capital, moving past the tall and magnificent wooden buildings and century-old trees, to the Jianmu Palace wrapped in layers of spatial turbulence.

Unlike the bustling outside, inside Jianmu Palace, although candles had been rekindled, it remained cold and deserted.

Amidst the comings and goings, many maids with peach blossom hairstyles were tidily arranged, walking in the palace with their heads down, transporting the few remaining items in Jianmu Palace back and forth.

At this moment, since the Handle’s death and reincarnation, this place had been temporarily entrusted entirely to his elder sister, Tao.

The trees that originally exuded a strong deathly aura, used to maintain the Elf King Handle’s life, were uprooted by her. The originally desolate steps and wooden stones, devoid of any color, were completely renewed to their original elegant appearance.

Master Tao sat alone on the steps in front of what used to be the Elf King Handle’s bedchamber, quietly watching the small tree growing on the edge of the bedchamber that shimmered with the golden light of destiny. That was the tree into which her brother, Handle, had been reincarnated.

Behind her, the massive world tree’s phantom image had completely disappeared, indicating that Mother’s dimension had begun to shift, projecting her power and gaze toward the fixed location of the Eye Tree.

This matter would soon be resolved because, under Mother’s wrath, both Chun and that Transferee with the Weaver were destined to be annihilated in an instant.

She was injured, with several branches bearing only a few peach blossom flowers wrapped around her body, making her appear more serene than before.

But of course, her nature couldn’t change. Her current calmness was purely due to her contemplating previous events.

Was the matter of that Transferee truly so simple?

The previous incident with Handle’s life extension deeply angered Master Tao. Initially, she was angry at his suspicions about herself, but before Handle’s death, what he said dispelled these doubts...

First was Gui, that guy, who had been missing for ten thousand years. If she had never appeared from the beginning, Handle wouldn’t have acted like that.

She must have shown up, and Handle discovered her.

Handle’s peak power was even stronger than hers; he must have uncovered more unknown secrets, especially concerning Gui, who had been missing for so long...

To know that Handle, Tao, and Gui were all supremely designated Third Sons by Mother, each was exceedingly important to Tree Continent and the Elf Species. She disappeared just like that; Tao and Handle couldn’t have not looked for her a millennium ago.

The result was evident; they couldn’t find anything. Later, they sought help from Mother, and Mother also claimed ignorance of Gui’s whereabouts, despite World Tree having not yet lost the Destiny Loom back then.

This matter unexpectedly fizzled out with Handle and Tao merely concluding she was unruly, morally condemning her while also letting her be, reasoning that she hadn’t received corresponding rights on Tree Continent within a day, so not bearing obligations was excusable.

But now Handle suddenly brought Gui up again. He must have learned something, but why didn’t he tell me? Before he could say much, that damned Transferee chopped off his head...

"Those damned Transferees!"

Thinking of the unsettling chaotic power from the Transferee, the peach blossom branches growing from her body began to ache faintly, the flickering Thunder Light within proving her injuries had indeed not healed.

Then there’s the second matter, which is where Handle found so many methods to extend his life.

After Handle was hacked to death, the World Tree, which faithfully served its post, didn’t notice anything until it returned and saw only the lost Weaver and the dead child.

Half a year was just a moment to the Elf Species and even the World Tree, so this caused World Tree’s negligence. A few years ago, she complied with her child’s request to give him the Weaver to prolong his death pursuit, only to lay down a mistake unexpectedly.

The subsequent reckoning aside, Master Tao finally had a chance to face-to-face account with Mother.

The result was, she only gave Handle the Weaver, nothing else...

"Master Tao, here are some scrolls not stored in the Internal Affairs Pavilion but kept in the King’s bedchamber. Should we move them back to the Internal Affairs Pavilion or..."

"Why bother asking me about such trivial matters? Go put them there, trivial ones!"

"We deeply apologize, Master Tao, it’s only because these items were stored in a hidden compartment under the King’s bed..."

"Hidden compartment?"

She had clearly searched it once before and found nothing odd, and now a hidden compartment suddenly emerged. The only possibility was one.

This hidden compartment was tightly sealed by the power of her brother, Handle, thus deceiving Master Tao, who is also of the Nineteen Ranks. However, since Handle’s death, his residual power gradually dwindled, until now, its complete disappearance revealed the hidden compartment.

If so, then what’s stored inside must have been very important to Handle...

Thinking of this, Master Tao waved her hand again, speaking to the maids preparing to turn back,

"Stop, trivial ones, bring it back to let me see."

"Yes, Master Tao."

The maids respectfully brought the scrolls in their hands to her. Master Tao casually waved her hand, and the scrolls automatically twisted open, causing numerous sheets to fly out and unfurl in mid-air on their own.

They were recorded in a strange script, one Master Tao didn’t recognize, documenting various content. She could only read the drawings, depicting sketches of trees, almost identical to the ones previously planted before Handle’s bedchamber.

If Mikhail were here, of course, he could recognize the characters on these aren’t other characters but the language from their world: French.

As Master Tao quickly read through, the scrolls rapidly fell to the ground, eventually revealing a peculiar internal affairs record.

This record was written in Elf Language, detailing the service of a human maid within Jianmu Palace.

It didn’t list the maid’s background or how she was recruited, leaving only her name and tenure.

Master Tao recognized the name, and the timeline, unexpectedly, was one hundred and twenty years ago.