Mage Legend

No matter what others said, she was unwilling to use her abilities again; she didn't want to experience a life where she knew the results anymore.

The Elf Queen Hernfurry lovingly looked at her daughter, the only elf who could truly understand Yilinrui's feelings. It was a night seven hundred and seventy-seven years ago when she had a long conversation with her daughter.

"Your name is Yilinrui, not some other phrase. Focus on this name, not the titles before it," she said. "Just as my name is Hernfurry, not the Elf Queen."

The next day, Yilinrui used her prophetic abilities again. She stayed in the "Beacon" Secret Realm for a time long enough to worry all the elves. When she left there on her own, she had lost her unparalleled beauty and became frail. Moreover, the magic power that once surged within her disappeared completely.

However, a smile appeared on her face, a smile of emancipation from the heart. She shakily said, "I foresaw..."

From then on, she remained reclusive and never appeared in public again. Numerous wandering poets expressed great regret over this matter, and a lot of sorrowful music was composed.

No one knew what Yilinrui saw in the "Beacon" there; even her mother, the Elf Queen, couldn't find the answer. However, her daughter returning to her side was always a happy thing for her. Now the titles before Yilinrui's name only included "Princess," perhaps with "former Prophetess" added. But this allowed her to live more easily in the world.

Not only did her ability and outstanding beauty disappear, but many memories of the past vanished as well. All memories recording her once-attention-grabbing and torturous past were sealed away. Now, she chose to become an ordinary elf.

Many elves privately speculated that she buried her prophetic abilities deep in her heart, waiting for a specific moment to arrive.

In fact, Yilinrui had long forgotten these matters until the mage Lynch appeared in the Elf Forest, and her memories gradually recovered. Although the Princess was confused by these images suddenly appearing in her mind, this time she decided to find out the truth.

The first person she consulted was her mother. The Elf Queen was equally astonished, never expecting that her daughter had seen today's scene over seven hundred years ago. Such a powerful prophetic magic that transcends time was an ability unheard of before. Worried about whether her daughter would be harmed, while filled with doubts, she gave the mage Lynch extremely high treatment, allowing him to freely roam throughout the Elf Kingdom.

This is also why Lynch gained a trust among the elves that outsiders could hardly match. Except for the Elf Queen, no one knew that all this had already appeared in Yilinrui's prophecy.

On a rainy night, when the mage left the room, he didn't say where he was going; he just disappeared into the pouring rain. Yilinrui was playing a game with Soka that she had played as a child when a strange feeling overwhelmed her heart. She completely remembered the spell from seven hundred and seventy-seven years ago. She had been striving to find an exit to escape fate, searching for an existence not controlled by prophecy. In her eyes, the mage Lynch was the only image she saw. And after this rainy night, this human's destiny turned into nothingness, with no image revealing his future, even the strongest divine power couldn't say what would happen next.

Yilinrui was terrified by what appeared in her mind; perhaps she anticipated this conclusion when she sealed her memory with her abilities, perhaps not. She asked Soka to stay in the room, then distraughtly followed into the rain.

Patches of skin peeled off her body, and her hair lost its rainbow-like colors under the rain's washing. The "exquisite Holy Maiden" once praised by elf poets reappeared in the world.

However, in that rainy night, no elf witnessed this phenomenon.

Mage Lynch flew toward the Residual Star Swamp, completely unaware that a woman followed behind him. His Eye of Insight would never overlook any existence, but it could not capture those observers who transcended the river of fate. Hernfurry was like that, and so was Yilinrui.