The Elf Journey In The Western Fantasy World-Chapter 209: The Discarded Prophecy

There was no need to worry that this skyan was lying and using the name to trick them.

The sky race had a peculiar trait: when their names were mentioned, they would vaguely sense it.

If someone used the name of an sky to deceive others, they would likely be tracked down before they even committed the act.

The skyans’ prophetic abilities were indeed powerful.

It made sense they would know someone was coming.

What Illiya was struggling with now was how to explain what had happened to them. He could not just outright say, "Did you guys make a prophecy and spread it around?"

That would surely get him smacked.

"Speak freely, it’s fine," Nigun’s lips curled upward slightly into a serene compassionate expression, the kind only skyans could wear.

A warm, golden light bathed his figure, enhancing his sense of purity and holiness, making anyone who looked at him instinctively reflect on whether they had done something wrong in their lives.

"It’s all right. sky have always been forgiving," Nigun’s face retained its soft smile, though in his heart he was cursing people out.

Ha. Even if someone were to say, "Did you guys make a prophecy and spread it around," he really wouldn’t get mad.

Truly, he wouldn’t.

After all, someone had already stepped on the high-voltage wire, and since he could not win in a fight, he could only keep smiling. :)

Illiya had no idea what was going through the High Priest of the sky race’s mind.

After carefully organizing his thoughts, he finally spoke, "Here’s the situation. My last travel destination was the Demon Realm, and I just happened to arrive in time for the war. As the war was about to end, I heard a prophecy spoken by Nueronist. Its general message was that the continent’s balance would be overturned, the twin heirs of light and darkness would meet with death and solitude, and the gods would descend again."

Nigun paused briefly, caught off guard by the fact that Illiya had not said anything like "Did your people make a prophecy and spread it?"

Strangely, he even felt a little disappointed.

It seemed this elf was quite different from his teacher.

Much cuter, really.

But before his feeling of relief could settle, he heard the so-called "prophecy" and that all-too-familiar name.

Suddenly, the matter felt far more serious.

Now he understood why the Elf King had come so urgently to question him and insisted he explain things personally to Illiya.

So that was the reason.

Nigun suddenly found himself unsure where to even begin. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

After thinking it over for a moment, he decided to just speak whatever came to mind.

"Let’s first deal with the prophecy. That prophecy was actually a discarded one. It was never meant to be seen by the world."

Illiya and Drow exclaimed in unison, "A discarded prophecy?!"

Nigun nodded. "Yes, it was a discarded prophecy. There are actually two kinds of prophecies: true prophecies and discarded prophecies. True prophecies are those that will come to pass. That’s why the sky race, unless absolutely necessary, will not make prophecies. It harms others without benefiting us. One would have to be insane to willingly do something like that. That said, true prophecies are not entirely unchangeable. Once they are altered, they become discarded prophecies."

"However, the discarded prophecy I’m referring to now is not one that became discarded after being changed. The one you mentioned must have been declared invalid the moment it was spoken, because according to our calculations, the final outcome described in it would never come true. That’s why it was scrapped."

Illiya and Drow exchanged a glance. Despite the explanation, they still felt some lingering doubts.

Nigun glanced at the two young elves in front of him and, recalling the ominous tone of the Elf King’s message, suddenly understood what was troubling them.

"But there are always a few fools who think far too highly of themselves. They believe what they heard is the full truth and that it cannot be altered. So they start acting on the prophecy as if it were fate, thinking they are in the right, when in reality everything they heard was false."

When Illiya heard this, he had a vague sense that a major scandal was about to be revealed. His eyes lit up as he looked at Nigun, full of eager anticipation.

Nigun: "..."

He really did not want to look at this starry-eyed elf.

"I’m talking about Nueronist," Nigun said, exasperated. "That discarded prophecy is something that anyone who lived through the Age of the Gods should already know about. They should also understand that it was invalid and would never be fulfilled. I still don’t understand why some people take it seriously. Sometimes, their logic is just beyond me."

Illiya furrowed his brow. Hearing the High Priest say this, he too found it hard to understand why some would take a discarded prophecy as truth.

After a moment of careful thought, he made a bold guess. "Could it be... that they just couldn’t accept it?"

Nigun stared seriously at the blond elf for several seconds.

A flicker of admiration passed through his eyes.

Pretty sharp.

"Yes. Some fools could not accept it and treated the discarded prophecy as real. Not only did they end up bringing disgrace upon themselves, but even knowing the outcome could never come true, they still stubbornly tried to drag others down with them. Their thinking is truly bizarre and impossible to comprehend."

Before Illiya could respond, Drow had already lost his composure.

If what this skyan said was true, then everything that happened in their past life the tragedies that occurred had all stemmed from the madness of a single person who could not let go of the prophecy.

That person had recklessly pulled everyone else into the abyss with him.

It was because of this that Illiya, his soul-bonded companion, had suffered so horribly in their previous life.

At this moment, Drow wished he could grind Nueronist’s bones to dust. But unfortunately, the man was already long dead.