At last, the Festival of Peace had come to an end.
After Sophie appeared before the Queen's Palace as the Elf Queen, offering words of gratitude for peace and praising the friendship among all races before everyone in the Elven Village, the once-in-a-century Festival of Peace was officially declared over.
The Elves clapped joyfully and offered their applause.
The invited guests from the other races applauded as well, though they felt somewhat reluctant to part.
For the Elves, a festival like this would likely be held more than a dozen times in their lives, but that was not necessarily true for the other races.
For humans, a century often meant an entire lifetime had passed.
Thus, for humans, this once-in-a-century Festival of Peace might be something they could only attend once in their lives.
It was only natural for people to feel emotional about it.
Even Shien felt that he did not know whether he would have another chance to attend a second Festival of Peace.
After all, who knew what would happen a hundred years from now?
He had only lived a little over twenty years. Asking him to think about matters a century from now was simply too much.
Roxie thought the same. At the very end, she stopped putting on airs and instead stood with her back to the dreamlike forest, wearing the serene and beautiful smile of a true Princess.
Shien felt that he would probably never forget that breathtaking sight for the rest of his life.
But no matter what, life had to go on.
The Festival of Peace was over, and the guests from various nations and races would spend one final night in the Elven Village.
Early tomorrow morning, the invited representatives of every race would depart one after another.
Shien and the