Negris's heart was filled with dread, as he thought of a horrifying possibility: the God of Life considered elves to be one of the countless creatures coexisting with it. Would it deliberately tell the elves that it was going into dormancy?
Would anyone tell a gecko living in the corner of their house that they were going to sleep?
The answer should be no. So could these elves think that they were the culprits causing the God of Life's current state of being?
A Night Blade Elf ran out of the treasure cave and loudly reported: "Your Majesty, everything from the ancient treasury is gone."
Negris felt terribly guilty, as though even holy water couldn't cleanse him.
As expected, Gailard was furious. He bellowed: "So you killed the God of Life just for these treasures?"
Negris grimaced and said: "If I say the God of Life is fine and just in slumber, would you believe me?"
Gailard sneered: "Do you think I would?"
