Clinging to Life

The living room wasn't very big, but the walls were still entirely made of wood, and the whole room must have been hollowed out from a giant tree.

There were no windows on any side, the walls were covered with many wood carvings, and the roof was made to look like a ladder to heaven.

The chairs in the room are all made of wood, with unique designs and a high degree of artistry. They are covered with a glossy varnish, making them very beautiful.

On the small square table were some exquisite gold and silver utensils, as well as some ceramic teacups covered with beautiful patterns.

The chandelier hanging from the ceiling almost perfectly complemented the painted ceiling, making the room incredibly beautiful. Standing outside the cabin, Roy never imagined that the Silver Moon Elf could build a castle on such a tree.

Roy could sense a faint, sacred aura lingering in the room...

As he was trying to find the source of that aura, Silver Moon Elf in a long robe emerged from the room.

He approached Ms. Belinda and whispered, "Teacher, he is currently receiving the blessing of the moonlight. You will need to wait here for a while."

Ms. Belinda nodded and casually asked, "Did the priests of the Moon God Temple come here in person?"

"That's right, it will be ready soon!" The Silver Moon Elf sat down opposite Ms. Belinda, and at that moment, an elven servant brought over three cups of fruit tea.

Before long, the wooden door to the inner room was pushed open, and two Elf Priest dressed in black robes filed out of the room, followed by two attendants.

The Silver Moon Elf sitting opposite Ms. Belinda also quickly stood up, walked over, and stopped the two Elf Priest.

At this moment, a servant carrying a wooden tray came to the two Elf Priest. The Silver Moon Elf lifted the silk on the tray, revealing two crystal-clear Magic Crystal Stone.

The Silver Moon Elf personally placed the two Magic Crystal Stone into the Elf Priest's hands...

The Elf Priest accepted the Magic Crystal Stone with a blank expression and quickly left the room.

"Belinda, come with me!" The Silver Moon Elf said to Belinda after seeing off the two Elf Priest.

Ms. Belinda glanced at Roy, gesturing for him to follow.

Roy stood up with Ms. Belinda, and the two walked side by side into the room opposite.

The room was dimly lit, and contained only a large bed that resembled a baby cradle. An elderly Silver Moon Elf Silver Moon Elf in the center of the bed, her body covered in wrinkles and age spots. She had very little hair left on her head, her eyes were slightly closed, and her breathing was steady.

He was covered with a quilt embroidered with dark gold, and he exuded a strange aura. A ray of moonlight shone through the roof of the room onto the Old Elf.

Standing right next to the Old Elf were four elven servants.

The wooden bed where the Old Elf lay was surrounded by lush green leaves, emanating a rich sense of life.

Ms. Belinda walked to the bedside and bowed to the Old Elf. Roy quickly imitated Ms. Belinda's actions.

Roy sensed a deathly aura emanating from the Old Elf, but it was suppressed by the moonlight shining down from the ceiling and the life force emanating from around the wooden bed, preventing it from spreading throughout the Old Elf's body for the time being.

The Old Elf's life was coming to an end, and he wanted to prolong his life with the power of the Moon Goddess. His body had become nothing but skin and bones...

Roy did not see a pool filled with holy light in the room.

Ms. Belinda stood in front of Master Claire Latin for only a moment before turning and leaving with Roy.

The Silver Moon Elf followed the two out of the room and led them back the way they came.

Just after Ms. Belinda and Roy left, a door suddenly opened in the left wall, and Priest Theodore and a Silvermoon Elven Nobles came out.

Eight elven attendants followed Priest Theodore, pushing a large bathtub filled with clear water. In the water was a gleaming golden Holy Grail Holy Grail, radiating a soft holy light that made the surface of the water glow gold.

Upon entering the room, Priest Theodore looked at Master Claire Latin, who was shrouded in deathly aura, and sighed softly.

Eight elven attendants pushed the large bathtub to the bedside, then lifted the brocade quilt covering Master Claire Latin Master Claire Latin, revealing her curled up like an infant. Two elven attendants lifted Master Claire Latin together, while another elven carried the golden Holy Grail out of the bathtub.

Master Claire Latin was placed into the bathtub by two elven attendants. Bathed in holy light, the death aura on his body quickly dissipated, and his body regained a rosy glow under the nourishment of life energy.

Priest Theodore stood to one side, chanting prayers, and a divine rune was drawn in a moment.

' Holy Light Art '

A beam of holy light shone down from the roof, immediately obscuring the moonlight and flowing into Master Claire Latin's body.

Master Claire Latin was not injured at all; he was simply too old, and his organs were severely failing.

This beam of holy light merely restored some vitality to the organs in his body.

Master Claire Latin lay in the bathtub, finally letting out a long breath, opening her lifeless eyes, and glancing around.

His eyes flickered slightly, allowing him to make out everyone in the room. Then, in a dry, weak voice, he said, "Every day I sit in front of that Gate of Death, waiting for that giant hand that can tear through the darkness to pull me back from that doorway..."

"Your soul is entangled with too much death energy and tainted with the aura of vengeful spirits. I need to purify this deathly and resentful energy from you."

Priest Theodore stood to the side, expressionless, and said.

"Isn't there a way to get rid of all this resentment in one go?" Master Claire Latin was agitated, which made his already thin face look extremely distorted.

"Your body can no longer contain your soul. If you hadn't lingered here and refused to leave, you would be a carefree little sprite by the Spring of Life right now, and perhaps you would have the chance to be reincarnated in a few years," Priest Theodore said, still expressionless.

Master Claire Latin said with resentment in his eyes, "Why can't I become a follower of the Moon Goddess? Over the years, I have received so much glory and praise. I am such a devout follower of the Moon God Temple. Just because of one instance of improper conduct, am I to be barred from the gates of the Divine Kingdom?"

Just as Master Claire Latin was venting his resentment, Priest Theodore had already begun chanting the prayer for ' Purification Art '.

A holy beam of light, imbued with a sacred aura, descended, and a powerful divine energy cleansed Master Claire Latin's soul, purifying the resentment and death within it. Claire Latin's body convulsed violently, enduring intense pain.

A moment later, she collapsed in the bathtub.

Priest Theodore approached Master Claire Latin, dipped his fingertip in holy water, and drew a line on his forehead.

The elven servants waiting nearby had already laid out a bath towel on the bed. Two elven servants lifted Master Claire Latin out of the bathtub, placed him on the bath towel, and gently dried his body before covering him with a blanket again.

"Remember to feed him the Tree of Life Sap on time. His condition is getting worse and worse. I no longer have enough Holy Light Power to cast divine spells, so I'm taking the Holy Grail with me this time." Priest Theodore stared at the Holy Grail in the hand of the elven servant beside him and said coldly.

The door opened, Silver Moon Elf strode in, saying sternly, "The Holy Grail is the reward for healing the teacher; you cannot take it now."

"Do you know how much trouble it will cause once the news of the Holy Grail gets out?" Priest Theodore stared at the Silver Moon Elf and questioned him coldly.

"As long as you don't say anything, who will know?" The Silver Moon Elf glanced at the elven attendants around him, then stared at Priest Theodore and said calmly, "Even if someone suspects something, so what? Who can come here to search?"

Priest Theodore gazed at the Holy Grail, ultimately abandoning his plan to pounce and snatch it. He said bitterly, "Remember your promise. Whether Master Claire Latin lives or dies, this Holy Grail belongs to me, mine!"

The Silver Moon Elf squinted at Priest Theodore, forcing a smile, "Don't worry, I will keep my promise."

The Silver Moon Elf simply escorted Ms. Belinda and Roy to the top floor staircase, then had a servant take them away before turning back to his room.

The elven attendant silently led the way, while Roy followed beside Ms. Belinda Ms. Belinda, about to ask her, "Do the priests of the Moon God Temple always charge money when they come out to heal people?"

Then a woman's voice came from the corridor opposite the stairs. "Roy, what brings you here?"

Roy turned his head to look at the fourth-floor corridor and saw a Silver Moon Elf girl wearing a sky-blue dress holding onto the railing with one hand, waving at him.

Roy recognized her; the Silver Moon Elf was Bertha's best friend. It was what she had said that night that had given Roy the idea of visiting Master Claire Latin.

"My mother and I have come to visit Master Claire Latin. Do you live here?" Roy walked toward her, though he had forgotten what the elven girl's name was, only remembering that her skin was extremely white and that she had a few light freckles on her cheeks.

The Silver Moon Elf girl smiled beautifully and said to Roy:

"Hehe, I don't live here, but I come to visit my uncle every week."

Roy asked in a low voice, somewhat incredulously, "Master Claire Latin is actually your uncle?"

The Silver Moon Elf girl waved to Roy again from a distance and said, "Alright, I have to go catch up with my brother and the others. See you at the Elf Academy on Monday."

Roy waved to her, then turned and followed Ms. Belinda downstairs.