Green Forest

[Xianxia Fantasy] <(Western Fantasy) The Holy Light Is Sweet-Talking You> Author: Naming Things Is So Hard [Complete + Extras]

From Azeroth to Kanado, divine magic monopolized the continent's magical system.

Arcane mages were driven into the Badlands.

When Elufiel woke up, she found that the world had changed.

Heh heh, at least this wasn't the first time, right?

"Why were mages driven out?"

"Because while researching arcane energy, some mages razed an entire city to the ground. People feared this terrifying power."

"Just because of that?"

"That was an entire city!"

"...We once blew up the whole continent."

Reading Guide:

The continent's only priest without prejudice against mages met the continent's most talented mage.

Cheerful and optimistic female lead x stoic, secretly passionate male lead.

May the Holy Light sweet-talk—cross that out—protect you, my dear mage.

Content Tags: Fantasy, Western Fantasy

Search Keywords: Protagonist: Elufiel ┃ Supporting Characters: Guess ┃ Others: Transmigration, Blood Elves, Mages and Priests

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Green Forest

It was the depths of Frostmoon's winter. Even the southeastern part of the continent carried a biting chill. Green Forest, located at the northern foot of the Sharpedos Mountains, had been draped in a thin layer of white.

Scattered patches of green could still be seen beneath the dense undergrowth, and a narrow trail trampled out by some creature stretched into the depths of the forest. A patch of low brush nearby shook, sending the light snow clinging to it fluttering down. Two hungry gray wolves leaped from the bushes, their eyes fixed on the humanoid creature beneath a crooked tree not far away.

The crooked tree had long since lost its leaves, leaving only bare branches standing against the cold wind. At its roots was a hollow little hole. A squirrel, its tiny paws tucked against its chest, poked its head out and warily watched the strange visitor at its doorstep—

She lay in the snow, dressed in a pure white robe embroidered with magnificent silver patterns along its cuffs and hem. She looked very young, with skin as white as snow. Her tightly shut eyes did nothing to mar her delicate features; instead, her faintly trembling lashes lent her a fragile beauty. She had a head of brilliant golden hair, the ends of the strands framing her face curling slightly in a playful touch. A pair of long, pointed ears emerged from her hair. That distinctive trait proclaimed that this stunningly beautiful young woman was an elf.

The squirrel studying the elven girl suddenly pricked up its ears. It stood upright and vigilantly scanned its surroundings. It had spotted the two gray wolves. The appearance of predators made it extremely nervous, and it swiftly darted from the hollow up into the towering branches. That was a sufficiently safe place; gray wolves could not climb trees to attack their prey. Besides, beneath the tree was prey larger and easier to catch than itself—an unconscious elf.

The two gray wolves slowly approached their prey. In the coldest days of Frostmoon, food was not easy to find. To them, the elf before them was a feast.

Elufiel felt an unbearable cold, and the scent of ice, snow, and earth mingled at the tip of her nose. The unfamiliar sensation made her wary. Something was wrong. She had fallen asleep in Sunfury Spire within Silvermoon City, where the temperature remained constant year-round. It should never have been this cold.

She struggled to open her eyes, but it did not seem easy. Her heavy eyelids kept her submerged in darkness. She could clearly feel strength gradually returning to her limbs, yet the bitter cold slowly stiffened her again. Elufiel realized that if she did not act soon, she would become an elf frozen into a block of ice. She began fighting her uncooperative eyelids. At last, a sliver of light broke through the darkness. Having gone so long without light, the elf instinctively narrowed her eyes.

This time, she finally saw her situation clearly—two gray wolves, their fangs bared, were eyeing her neck hungrily. Elufiel took 0.01 seconds to accept reality. Clearly, she was no longer in the warm and comfortable Sunfury Spire, and she was facing two starving gray wolves that wanted to eat her.

Which was harder to accept: opening her eyes to see Queen Azshara, or opening her eyes to see two wolves? Elufiel thought neither was easy to accept. But compared to her panic the first time, she could now calmly use Power Word: Shield to block the gray wolves' sudden attack. Within the shield glowing with pale golden light, she stood up somewhat stiffly and stretched her limbs.

The two gray wolves still refused to give up their prey, which was nearly in their grasp. They cautiously circled Elufiel, searching for the best opportunity to ambush her. Elufiel raised a hand and briefly channeled a spell at her side. With a flick of her hand, a white holy damage spell struck one of the gray wolves. The wolf howled and collapsed, unable to rise again. The other wolf, terrified, tucked its tail and fled.

Elufiel had no intention of pursuing it. At the moment she cast the spell, she sensed that the power within the magical web seemed different from usual. No, that was not right. She did not know how long she had slept. Perhaps the passage of countless years had made the energy in the magical web more active. More abundant magic was not particularly good news for Elufiel. It would make her crave drawing in that energy even more.

But Elufiel had no time to think deeply about it, because the forest before her felt utterly unfamiliar. Though she was someone who easily got lost, she could still recognize Eversong Woods, where she had lived for many years. This place was completely different from Eversong Woods, and the cold was steadily eating away at her.

Elufiel checked her belongings—though there was not much to check. Before falling asleep, she had stored everything in the portable storage pack she carried with her—a magnificent gold bracelet set with rubies, in the typical Blood Elf style. She took out a red cloak and wrapped it tightly around herself. Its broad hood concealed her pointed ears and most of her face. Elufiel decided to leave the forest first. She did not know why she had appeared here, but if possible, she hoped to return to Silvermoon City as soon as she could.