"Besides, among the elves, the only one whose strength was anywhere close to mine was you, Alustriel, the Nature Goddess of this generation," Xing En said seriously.
"Not a bad analysis." Alustriel smiled. "But I really haven't had any contact with your Night Elf people lately, and I've never been to the underground world."
"The scent on her was the same as yours," Xing En said. "Setting everything else aside, that scent is unique, isn't it? It's a fragrance unique to your elves—especially yours, which is unforgettable."
"This is indeed an interesting matter," Alustriel said to Xing En. "Let's go to the royal city now and tell the queen about it. We'll see if she has any insight."
"So you're denying it?" Xing En said helplessly. "Do you know why I came here after dark? Because I thought the two of us would have a fight. And now you're just denying it?"
"I don't know whether that golden-haired person was me, but I have no memory of it," Alustriel said with a smile.
"This is no fun at all." Xing En sighed. "Still, I don't think she was trying to impersonate you."
"That woman was wearing a mask," Xing En said. "If she truly wanted to impersonate you, why did she have to wear one?"
"Wearing a mask was precisely what made you uncertain whether she was me," Alustriel said with a smile. "If she hadn't worn one, wouldn't you have been certain she wasn't me?"
"Right." Xing En was speechless. "Such a simple truth, yet Uncle Madara and I, two intelligent people, never thought of it."
As he spoke, Xing En followed Alustriel into the elves' royal city.
The night passed without incident. The next morning, Belaque woke Uchiha Madara, who was still asleep.
"I mean, you're already so