Is This a Divine Miracle?

Xilos knew perfectly well what Shen Yi wanted to say without him needing to say it.

Having reached this position, even if one was sometimes wrong, one absolutely could not admit to being wrong.

Xilos had clearly wavered a little just now, but Shen Yi felt that was completely unnecessary.

The outcome was already what it was.

Now that Shen Yi was helping the Elf race relocate, their strength had increased, and their numbers had dwindled, there was no point in pursuing the matter further. It would only needlessly diminish the others' reverence for her.

"..."

"What are you spacing out for? Focus. I need your memories of her from years 383 to 407. She is severely missing that portion."

Wen Ke'er frowned. Seeing Xilos still lost in thought, she felt her temper rise.

This was not her job to begin with. Xilos could not sort it out himself, and he still had the energy to think about all that pointless nonsense? What a joke!

"..."

"Use mine. Lord Xilos has been stationed in the Rock Prison for many years and did not have much contact with Mei Fu."

Kolun spoke quietly, then lightly tapped a blank fragment flying toward him with one finger.

As Kolun's words fell, more and more Elves looked at the scattered memories in the air with concern and stepped forward. In mere moments, countless memories of Mei Fu and the Elf race surged like stars, all lingering around Wen Ke'er.

"Her way of restoring other people's souls is rather interesting."

Fei Mi glanced over. Wen Ke'er looked exceptionally serious now, forming a stark contrast with her usual frivolous demeanor.

"It is almost done."

Shen Yi looked up at the sky.

Wen Ke'er swiftly gathered the memories that had previously scattered through the air. Mixed among