Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Chapter 633 World 91

With Stella's help, Catherine quickly lit some of the lights and also discovered the problem with the half-giant.

"This half-giant seems to lack self-awareness."

The half-giant's healing ability was not bad, but traces of the wounds that Catherine and the others had just inflicted on the half-giant could still be found, especially the places where Catherine had just burned them with fire.

Now that she knew this half-giant wasn't completely immune to magic, Catherine had plenty of ideas and methods at her disposal.

After defeating the half-giant and putting him into a deep sleep, completely restricting his mobility, Catherine begins searching for her lost friends.

Stella cut off communication with her only after she was sure she was safe.

When no one else could be contacted, Stella happened to be able to reach her and even help, which made it difficult to let more people know.

Moreover, having already reached the outskirts of the Elf Forest but still unable to enter, Stella's patience was almost exhausted.

Stella put away her greenhouse and entered the Elf Forest, where she was stopped by the Elf Guard.

Before she could speak, the person on the other end recognized her.

"Stella?" The leading elf was somewhat surprised. "You've returned from your travels?"

Seeing Stella nod, the elves were all very happy for her, and congratulations poured in.

Stella smiled and said a few words to them before bidding them farewell.

This time, Stella returned to the Elf City without any problems.

But before entering the city, Stella deliberately shrank and flapped her wings to hide from the elves.

She was very familiar with the Elf City, and she could navigate the Elf King's Palace with her eyes closed. Before long, she arrived at the Elf King's gate.

Stella was about to knock on the door when she heard a noise and quickly flew upwards.

The door opened, and Garcia came out.

After Garcia left, Stella quietly transformed back and reached out to knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Stella pressed down on the handle and pushed the door open.

"My king, I'm back!"

The Elf King heard her voice, looked up, and smiled: "Welcome back, Stella."

Stella knew her surprise had failed the moment she saw his reaction.

"Why aren't you surprised at all, Wang?"

The Elf King put down his pen: "I sense your approach."

Stella was stunned for a moment: "Your Majesty, you're really going against the rules."

The Elf King pondered for a moment: "I will be more careful next time."

Stella caught a glimpse of cunning in his eyes, and her annoyance at being told the surprise in advance suddenly faded.

She began to ramble on and on about what had happened during this time to the Elf King, including her earlier contact with Catherine, and also made a grumbling about the Archmage Raf Field.

The Elf King waited until she finished speaking before saying, "Raff was indeed too hasty, but his time is running out."

Stella pondered these words: "Your Majesty, do you mean that this labyrinth, including what Catherine and the others discovered, was all done by Ralph on purpose?"

The Elf King said, "That labyrinth was a test, but that was something that happened inside the Temple of Light."

“Oh,” Stella covered her face, “If I help Catherine, will it cause her to fail the test?”

"No," the Elf King comforted her, "Using help wisely is also an important way to pass the test."

“As long as she can get out of that maze, whatever method she uses is allowed.”

"Moreover, the Temple of Light will not set up only this one test."

Stella was finally relieved and asked the Elf King, "Your Majesty, entering the Temple of Light normally shouldn't require this much trouble, right? Could it be that the Temple of Light is giving Catherine and the others some kind of hidden test?"

“Indeed, it is a hidden test,” the Elf King said. “If she passes all the tests, she can directly become the Holy Maiden of the Temple of Light.”

“A saintess?” Stella thought for a moment. “I remember that many years ago, the Temple of Light had a saintess who became its leader?”

"However, it seems that there are more holy sons in the Temple of Light."

The Elf King nodded: "If humanity has a God of Law who is loyal to the light, then he will directly become the new head of the Temple of Light, and should now be called the Pope of the Temple of Light."

"In the absence of a God of Law, several holy sons and daughters will be selected first, and then a choice will be made among them."

“Eugene’s disciples, as well as Erskine and Ralph Field, were all holy sons who passed these tests, but they preferred to be called by their magical rank rather than that title.”

Even if you can't become a God of Law, becoming a Saint of Law is still better than others.

"After the level of magic, the rank of cardinal and above is also superior to the titles of holy son and holy daughter."

Stella understood.

Being a saint or holy child is a qualification; being able to obtain this qualification only shows that you have the ability and can earn the respect of most people.

But no one knows when the final competition will end. During this period, you are definitely not the only capable person. As time goes by, there will always be more talented people who will surpass the old ones. So you have to be strong yourself.

To gain a foothold in the upper echelons of the Temple of Light, one must either possess strength surpassing others or wield real power.

Without either of these qualities, merely passing a test makes one easily manipulated and unlikely to be taken seriously by those with real power.

Just like Ralph Field back then.

Even though he was Eugene's disciple, and even though he was once regarded as the most promising of the holy sons, valued and praised.

But before he became a god of magic, after years of stagnation and lacking sufficient status, background, and real power, no one paid him any attention.

He couldn't even compete on the same level as Eugene's favored disciple and Erskine.

Having figured all this out, Stella was no longer worried about Catherine.

If Catherine can become a saint, her future will certainly not be the same as Ralph Field's.

As long as Ralph, the current god of magic, is willing to continue helping her, then Catherine's future will be a combination of the two disciples that Erskine and Eugene valued.

Unless a dark horse suddenly rises to become a god of magic, once Catherine becomes a god of magic first, no one can take away what she deserves.

After all, although Catherine had broken off her engagement with Crown Prince Xue'an, she was still a noblewoman with Xue'an royal blood.

What the nobles couldn't accomplish five hundred years ago, they certainly wouldn't mind supporting again five hundred years later.

Stella set aside this matter and instead asked the Elf King, "Your Majesty, have you seen Ralph Field? What do you mean by 'his time is running out'?"

“It means exactly what it says,” the Elf King paused, “His lifespan won’t be long.”

The Elf King explained, "The death aura on his body wasn't particularly strong, but he should have sensed it himself."

“When he was a Dharma Saint, he had gone astray and suffered hidden injuries because he had not made progress for many years.”

"These injuries are ultimately hidden dangers."

“So,” Stella thought for a moment, “he’s about to become the first Archmage who hasn’t participated in the Elven Hundred Days’ Celebration?”