Chapter 789

Rebecca couldn't believe her eyes.

Immediately, Rebecca noticed something Olivia had missed.

"Angest, the aura on you… oh my, have you returned to the Light?"

Rebecca cried out, her voice filled with overwhelming joy!

Hearing Rebecca's words, Olivia also noticed this.

It was normal she hadn't noticed before; upon seeing Angest, she had been stunned speechless, not paying attention to anything else.

"Angest, there isn't a trace of Dark aura on you—this is wonderful, you've truly returned to the Light!"

Olivia's face also lit up with joy.

Tears had quietly slipped down the corner of her eye.

Rebecca's eyes were also slightly red.

Then, more Elven elders flew up—these elders had all known Angest in the past, and upon seeing her, each became wildly emotional.

Many Elven elders began wiping away tears.

The Elves were not sentimental.

They were not fragile.

The tears they shed were not merely from emotion, but mostly from joy!

These were tears of happiness.

"Angest, welcome home!"

Olivia struggled to hold back her tears and spoke to Angest.

Outside the palace at the edge of the Flower Square, on the same flower-covered ground, Olivia and Angest stood, gazing down at the waterfall, chatting softly.

Calling it a chat was misleading—Angest spoke very, very little; Olivia did all the talking.

This was how the two sisters had interacted a thousand years ago.

Angest was the type who made a decision and acted on it.

She rarely explained her reasons to others.

Whether the other party was an enemy or a family member or friend.

Olivia's personality, by contrast, was naturally warm and gentle.

Of course, that only applied to those close to her.

"Angest, after you left, I searched for you for a long time. I shouldn't have doubted you so much. Today is our reunion—I shouldn't bring this up, but I still must say to you face to face: I'm sorry!"

Olivia sincerely apologized to Angest!

"Angest, I know we still owe you a thank you!"

Olivia added.

Olivia was not foolish; with her wisdom, she naturally knew that the Elves who cultivated the Dark Forest had encountered no further attacks from powerful Dark creatures because Angest had shielded them.

Angest traded a thousand years of descent into Darkness for a thousand years of peace across the Loki Forest.

And now, Angest's return was not to remain permanently in the Loki Forest—her most important purpose was to heal Olivia.

As for Olivia's apology and thanks, Angest showed no strong reaction.

Her expression remained as calm as ever.

No one knew what she was thinking.

Over an hour later, inside Olivia's palace, Olivia sat on a chair while Angest examined her wounds.

Upon inspection, Angest realized Olivia's injuries were even worse than she'd imagined.

A thousand years had passed, yet only half had healed.

Injuries caused by the Rule Force were this severe!

In many battles among gods, severe wounds often forced the wounded to sleep for hundreds or thousands of years to recover.

Olivia's recovery ability paled compared to that of a god.

The Goddess of Light had once descended her power.

But Olivia's wound ran deep into her bones, and her heart ailment was hard to cure—unless the Goddess of Light expended great cost to descend a divine avatar or something similar, it would be nearly impossible to heal Olivia.

Yet Olivia preferred to heal slowly on her own rather than have the Goddess of Light expend too much power.

"Don't move, let me help you."

Angest knew the Dark Rules too well—Olivia's wound was no challenge for her.

It simply required some time.

"Angest, since you've returned to the Light, did you receive aid from the Flame Lord?"

Olivia sat on the chair without moving and asked.

Angest gave a slight nod.

"I suspected as much, Angest. The Flame Lord is a powerful and benevolent god. The Goddess of Light also wished for your return to the Light, but she never forced your faith."

Olivia said.

Angest replied coolly: "I have become the Holy Maiden of the Great Flame Lord."

Olivia was instantly startled.

Yet after her surprise, she said nothing.

She respected Angest's choice.

Moreover, she had no right to speak.

Angest fell silent again.

Olivia, however, continued seeking topics to chat with Angest.

A thousand years without seeing each other, Olivia's words seemed especially plentiful.

And on this day, within Vivira's divine kingdom, a visitor also arrived.

Her good friend, the goddess Mewis!