Cheat Awakening

Chapter 219: Chapter 219. Amy's Tragic Story

"If what you said is true, then I understand. I will talk to Mr. Myne and Her Highness Sylphy about this. On top of that, if both of you could forgive me after listening to my story, although it's a very selfish request, I wish for you to take care of me from now on."

"First of all, this appearance of mine... isn't really my real appearance. I'm using a Magical Item that allows me to alter my appearance, so people can't recognize me, otherwise, with my special identity, it won't be long before someone with ulterior motives comes knocking on my door looking for trouble," Amy said with a helpless smile.

"What! Altering one's appearance? Is there really such a magical item that can do that? I've never heard about it before?" Sylphy asked with a frown. But then she seemed to remember something and, with a little hesitation, asked again, "Are you really a woman? You are not a man pretending to be a woman, right?"

Hearing Sylphy's childish question, everyone's mouths twisted. Amy looked at Sylphy, who was trying to lighten the mood, and with an awkward chuckle, she replied, "I'll now cancel the magic."

Right after Amy said that, she touched a black, rusty-looking bracelet on her right arm and chanted a magic incantation that no one had heard before. Once she'd done so, for a brief moment, she shone in a very bright white light, and soon her body became crystal clear, and she changed into a completely different person.

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The real Amy looked like a 20-year-old, young otherworldly beautiful elf princess. Her emerald green eyes sparkled with an enchanting luminescence, reflecting the mysteries of her ethereal world. Long, silken silver hair cascaded down her back, elegantly tied in a ponytail that shimmered like moonlight.

Her lips, a deep and alluring shade of rose-red, were a hallmark of her elven lineage, a testament to the celestial grace that defined her race, recorded in history and praised by countless writers and poets. Elven's signature long, pointed ears extended gracefully from her head, adding to the aura of enchantment that surrounded her.

With each step, she graced the world with a captivating smile that radiated warmth and kindness. Her face, almost godly in its perfection, held an ageless beauty that transcended time itself. Her figure was a study in elegance, a slender form that defied mere mortal description.

She adorned herself in a long, flowing white one-piece dress, a canvas for dedicated elven carvings and golden patterns that told tales of her people's ancient traditions. In her presence, one could not help but be captivated by the exquisite beauty and grace that marked her as the embodiment of elven allure and splendor.

"F*ck! So beautiful! The one whom I thought was an imposter, a 135-year-old grandma playing at being a 25-year-old woman, turns out to be a goddess. I am afraid after today, there is one more person on my list of crushes," Myne thought while staring at Amy without blinking, especially her white jelly-like E-Cup size breast which made his eyes glued on them.

Seeing Myne not so friendly staring at Amy, Aisha came beside him with a frown and pinched him hard on his waist.

"Ouch, ouch, hey, stop it," After feeling pain, Myne finally came out of his perverted fantasy, and cried out in a low voice.

"If you don't want to sleep alone on the couch, then stop staring at Amy with your perverted gaze," Aisha whispered in Myne's ear, and only when he nodded his head obediently with teary eyes did she let him go.

"Elf?!! You are an elf? No wonder Father and Aisha are taking your matter so seriously. And with the length of your ears and hair color, you should be a royal high elf, maybe a princess or a queen, right?

Sorry, I can't say the last part confidently since High Elves live for more than thousands of years, and I can't measure your real age with your looks alone" Sylphy said the last part, embarrassed with a light hint of envy.

If it had ended there, the worst situation might have been avoided. But the killing by the crazy King of Wills kingdom did not stop there.

In the Elf's kingdom, the World Tree, or formally known as the God Tree, was there. The greatest treasure of the Elves, this is what other races thought before this incident.

That crazy King tried to make that World Tree his own property, as the World Tree had materials like excellent medicines or the capability to make the hardest weapons from it.

Yes, despite it being created by the Gods to help the world provide magic energy, and as the real power source of the entire world, that idiot not only knew nothing about it but carried it away in the excitement and his desires after seizing hold of the Elf' kingdom. He immediately issued a huge order to his subordinates to harvest the World Tree.

Because the existence of the World Tree reflected in his eyes was just "A Gold Tree that produces expensive materials."

As for being the source of the entire world's power, he simply said, "What does this have to do with me? Anyway, soon I will be the source of this entire power."

Even though the captured elves loudly begged him to stop, he paid no attention.

As a result, Wills Kingdom disappeared from the face of the world overnight.

A few royal elves, at the cost of their lives, contacted their protector to help them from this disaster and to help the elves gain control of the situation as well.

Yes, in order to protect the World Tree, they contacted the Divine Beast Ymir, who didn't want to intervene in the native people's childish fight, finally lost his patience and appeared.

Ymir, a walking mountain-sized Divine Beast who looked like Hume made of stone, with a height of around 400 meters, possessed tremendous power, annihilating the army of Wills in the blink of an eye.

As the army of Wills Kingdom was spread throughout the elf's country, the poor elves were wiped out together by Ymir's attacks as well. Of course, there were some lucky elves that survived, but it was a fact that most of them had their lives taken.

Afterwards, Ymir sought out the Wills Kingdom to settle the elves' revenge, as elves were the caretakers of the World Tree for millions of years, including all the innocent citizens. He turned them all to ash before disappearing.

Thus was the tragic story of Amy and her Elf Kingdom.

Even to this day, there are still a lot of greedy people trying to capture the remaining elves and turn them into slaves. After all, if they could make such a rare person a slave, it would undoubtedly be a fantastic prize. No, it might not be an exaggeration to say that the number of imprudent people is increasing.

The elves who originally had very little population because of their low fertility and long life, thanks to the crazy king of Wills kingdom, were completely wiped out and were on the verge of extinction.