Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Chapter 602 World 60

“You’re right, Stella, you’re always right,” Catherine murmured, then lay down to rest as Stella instructed, knowing tomorrow would be a wonderful new day.

She went to sleep, and Stella felt a pang of emotion.

In fact, she quite liked Catherine, even though she was the female lead, even though Stella helped her and used her directly or indirectly, even though Catherine's relationship with Stella wasn't based on pure intentions, and even though Stella couldn't reach adulthood because of her.

But to be honest, most of them can be attributed to different positions. Catherine has her own family and future, and Stella, as a fairy, naturally hopes that fairies and elves can continue to live happily and not be ruined by the schemes and conspiracies of outsiders.

Putting aside these external factors, Stella greatly admired Catherine.

Catherine knows exactly what she wants and has always strived to make her life better.

Moreover, the way she achieves her goals is by making herself stronger, not by making others suffer.

Another very important point is that she is not love-obsessed and will not be willing to die for love.

Seeing Stella fly in from outside, the Elf King put down his pen: "In a good mood?"

Stella nodded emphatically: "Your Majesty, Catherine has gathered all the necessary items and is about to lift the curse."

“Not bad,” the Elf King said, taking out the key to the temple once again and pushing it in front of Stella. “It will take her quite some time to break the spell, so you should stay at the temple for a few more days.”

"This time, we should be able to completely solve your problem."

Stella's eyes lit up. If it weren't for the Elf King's interference, she would have grabbed the key and run to the temple right now.

Although her eagerness prompted Stella to get up early, she still made a point of telling her friends that she was going into seclusion.

Lucas thought it was just a normal few days without seeing her, but Damian seemed to sense something.

"Then I wish Stella all the best and that all her wishes come true."

Seeing Damian's seriousness, Lucas scratched his head and repeated the same thing.

“Thank you Damian, thank you Lucas,” Stella twirled in the air, “I hope that when we meet again, I will be a completely new me.”

At this point, Lucas finally realized, "Stella, you..."

Damian grabbed a piece of fruit from the side and stuffed it into his mouth to stop him from saying the rest of his words. Then he said gently to Stella, "Go on your way. We'll wait for you to come back. We'll have a present for you then!"

"What should I do? I'm already looking forward to it," Stella said, then bid them farewell and headed straight for the temple.

Lucas finished the fruit in his mouth in a few bites, and wasn't angry: "Damian, why didn't you let me say it just now?"

“Didn’t Stella’s story say that some things, once said, can never come true?” Damian said. “We’ve said it so many times before, it won’t hurt to try it this one less time.”

Lucas stared at Damian for a long time, his smile quite strange.

"I always thought you, Damian, didn't believe in these things, but I never expected you to believe even the stories Stella wrote!"

Damian was silent for a moment: "Her story was written so realistically, it's hard not to believe it, isn't it?"

“That’s true,” Lucas agreed. “The elders have put in a lot of effort to turn Stella’s story into a fantasy world, and it’s still not finished.”

"Stella's world-building is so vast that it's as if it operates under its own set of rules."

"Moreover, she can answer any questions the elders ask her, and she even has her own ideas about what books to fill in the book."

“I remember Stella has already started writing a new story,” Lucas said, a look of anticipation on his face. “I’ll probably see the elders’ expressions of amazement and headaches again.”

Lucas and Damian were secretly watching the elders' spectacle, while Stella had already arrived outside the temple.

Upon entering the temple once more, Stella was completely unaffected by its inner majesty and flew straight inside.

Inside the temple, abundant magical elements surged wildly towards Stella, who finally couldn't control herself and transformed into her adult form.

But this is only a temporary phenomenon. Stella needs to grow more if she wants a free and stable transformation.

Stella had once heard the saying that cultivation transcends time, and now, it suddenly seemed quite fitting.

Aside from having consumed a lot of food due to excessive energy expenditure and extreme hunger during her first transformation into an adult form, Stella didn't even eat a single bite of fruit.

The reason for this was that, under the influence of magical elements, she didn't feel hungry and was completely unaware of the passage of time.

When the situation around her had completely stabilized, Stella used magic to check the time and found that almost a month had passed.

When Stella stood up again, she was no longer the size of a thumb, but rather closer to an elf.

The wings that had always been with her did not become ornaments like the wings of other fairies, but instead transformed into a small ice-blue butterfly, which landed on the last fingernail of her finger.

Stella paused, took a few steps forward, and looked at the statues of the gods one by one, finally arriving at the statue of the God of Light.

"Squeak."

The door rang.

"Who are you, and why are you trespassing on the temple!"

Stella turned around and saw that it was Lucas who had brought several cubs over.

As soon as she turned around, Lucas and the others recognized her.

"Stella! You...you actually succeeded?"

Lucas happily stepped forward, looked Stella around, compared their heights, and said somewhat unhappily, "How come you're a little taller than me now?"

Stella shielded the elf cubs who ran towards her, saying, "Because I'm already an adult, while you're still just a sub-adult."

"Lucas, you haven't forgotten that I'm older than you, have you?"

Lucas choked. He hadn't forgotten, but given Stella's previous size, he had always treated her like a younger sister. Now that she had become an older sister, he really couldn't get used to it for a while.

“When I’m an adult, I’ll definitely be taller than you,” Lucas said defiantly, then a mischievous thought crossed his mind. “Stella, you haven’t met Damian yet, have you?”

"Let's go see him and see if he can recognize you at first glance!"

“That won’t do,” Stella said. “I have to see the King first, and I’ll go see Damian later. Don’t let it slip!”

Lucas and the cubs said in unison, "Don't worry!"

Stella was surrounded by them as she walked out. Just before she was about to leave, as she was about to lock the door herself, she glanced one last time in the direction of the statue of the God of Light.

As the light streamed down from the top of the temple, Stella felt, in a daze, as if she were being watched by the gods.

Once I came to my senses, everything was back to normal.

Stella shook her head and asked Lucas, "Why did you suddenly come to the temple and just push the door open?"