pdf-ebookys Chapter 620 World 78
Chapter 620 World 78
Stella looked at the Elf King, who was responding earnestly, and covered her eyes with her hand.
No, Wang is so good at talking.
If you keep looking at it, you'll start to lose sight of yourself.
"Stella?"
Stella unconsciously lowered her hand at the Elf King's somewhat puzzled tone: "It's alright, Your Majesty, let's continue."
In the past, Stella was always carried on the Elf King's shoulders when they went out, so standing side by side like this is a rare experience.
Stella was filled with mixed thoughts, but she felt somewhat uncomfortable with the current atmosphere.
Even though I used to spend every day alone with Wang, I never felt this way. Now... I really can't quite put my finger on it.
With the Elf King by her side, Stella didn't need to find her way around, so she naturally paid more attention to her surroundings. Soon she heard the sound of water.
"Your Majesty, is there a pool of water ahead?"
The Elf King nodded at first, then seemed a little uncertain: "There used to be a small stone pool there."
Stella was about to ask a question when she suddenly remembered that the Elf King probably hadn't been here for tens of thousands of years. With the passage of time, it was indeed difficult to know what changes had occurred in the valley.
They quickened their pace, parted the several-meter-high water plants, and finally saw the so-called "small stone pool".
This stone pool, which wasn't even marked in the book, has now become a large lake.
The kind where boats can sail directly on the water.
At the end of the lake, there used to be a small waterfall at the end of a stream, but now...
Judging from the rushing sound, the water flow is quite strong; the small stream on the map has probably become a large river.
“Your Majesty,” Stella said, somewhat bewildered, “isn’t this water flow in the valley a bit excessive? Even with abundant groundwater or snow-capped mountains, it would be difficult to form a lake like this, wouldn’t it?”
Stella used her exceptionally clear vision as a fairy to look for a long time, but couldn't find the outlet of the lake water. However, just by looking at the color, she knew that the lake water was not stagnant.
"Is there an underground river?" That was the only guess Stella could make.
"It seems so at the moment," the Elf King said conservatively.
In fact, he was not only unaware, but if it weren't for the fact that there were many familiar places in the valley, he would have wondered if he had suddenly moved to another place.
Even the Elf King was unfamiliar with this place, so Stella dared not venture into the unfamiliar waters.
She thought for a moment, then used a blade formed from wind magic to cut off a tassel of a water plant on the shore.
Stella held the bottom of the fishing rod, patted it on the water's surface, and waited patiently in a fishing stance.
Just as Stella thought nothing would happen and was about to throw away the stalk, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the water, grabbed the stalk with lightning speed, and dragged it to the bottom.
Although it was very fast, Stella and the Elf King both saw clearly that it was a large fish resembling a whale.
For some reason, when Stella saw it, only one sentence came to mind.
Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in one pot.
“My lord,” Stella said, looking at the water where only ripples remained, “shouldn’t this fish taste delicious too?”
The Elf King thought about it carefully: "Delicious."
Stella's eyes lit up: "The King has eaten it?"
“I have eaten it,” said the Elf King. “This fish has tender flesh, few bones, is not fishy, and has a unique aroma.”
"Whether it's boiled fish fillets, grilled fish, or even sliced into translucent sashimi, the taste is just as good."
Stella was truly tempted by the fact that the Elf King had praised a food so highly.
"Wang, are there still many of these fish?"
As soon as she spoke, the Elf King knew what she meant: "This kind of fish was specially bred by the God of Light, and it may only be found here."
"Ah," Stella said with some disappointment. It was only available here, and she guessed it would be difficult to eat.
The Elf King couldn't resist and, as before, reached out to touch her hair before turning around and unleashing a magical attack.
The lake water was quickly stirred up, creating violent ripples.
Stella noticed that the underwater shadows were increasing in number, forming a dense, large patch.
With a flick of his finger, the Elf King sent a large, fat fish flying out of the water column and crashing heavily onto the shore.
The Elf King stopped and said to Stella, "Tens of thousands of years have passed, and there are so many fish down here. If you eat one, the God of Light won't blame you."
Stella's voice rose a few decibels as she spoke: "The King is right!"
Without Stella lifting a finger, the Elf King used a few spells to clean and cut the fish into appropriate sizes.
They left enough for everyone to eat, and the rest was carefully stored away by the Elf King using a magical item that could preserve food, which Stella then put away.
Stella could do nothing but put away the remaining fish and wait eagerly to be eaten.
The Elf King moved with unhurried and planned movements, clearly knowing what to do next, and even with a unique rhythmic beauty.
Stella was initially looking at the food, but before long, her gaze shifted from the Elf King's fingers to his face.
Yes, Wang Zhen is the epitome of a feast for the eyes; I'll be able to eat more fish later.
The Elf King had noticed her gaze long ago, his eyes filled with pleasure, and his posture appeared even more upright and graceful.
Stella only came to her senses when the Elf King stopped what he was doing and looked at her with a smile.
Only then did she notice the fragrant aroma and realize that a table full of dishes had been laid out in front of her.
Faced with delicious food, Stella resisted the temptation and first diligently set out the tableware for the Elf King: "Your Majesty, you've worked hard."
The Elf King first placed a piece of fish into her bowl: "Try it."
Stella then stopped being reserved and started eating.
As soon as Stella tasted the fish slices, she thought, "As expected of something even the Elf King praised. It tastes better than the best seafood I've ever had among the Merfolk. Moreover, the fish is full of magical elements, and after eating it, I even feel a slight increase in my magical power."
Stella ate without looking up, completely oblivious to the fact that her beauty was the only thing keeping her eating, while the Elf King kept putting food on her plate.
Stella thoroughly enjoyed the meal, even feeling that it was the best meal she had eaten since leaving the Elven race.
Of course, she didn't mean to say that the fruit produced by the elves was not tasty.
After eating and drinking her fill, Stella began to feel sleepy.
But she had to cross the lake first, so Stella had no choice but to muster her spirits and try again.
However, no matter how long Stella waited, the fish dared not surface again.
Stella raised an eyebrow, rummaged through her storage ring, and found a boat.
"Your Majesty, shall I go ahead first?"
"it is good."
The Elf King stood on the shore, watching Stella lower the boat into the water.
Stella had assumed that with so many fish, if they came in droves to ram her boat, it would surely capsize.
She remained vigilant throughout, even prepared to fly away at any moment.
But the journey was smooth sailing, and Stella arrived safely on the other side.
Stella stowed the boat, stroked her chin, took out a piece of fish that she hadn't used before, and tossed it onto the lake.
The lake water instantly "boiled," and countless fish emerged from the bottom of the lake, vying to get their hands on the piece of meat.
Stella flipped her hand, took out a net, and quickly cast an amplification spell.
She gripped the net handle and scooped up the bait with lightning speed.
I caught a fish, and with a thud, it landed on the shore.
Whoosh! Another fish hit the one that had just come ashore.
The lake surface seemed to be frozen in time; the fish that were just fighting for the fish disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only two stubborn fish on the shore twitching their tails.
Stella looked up at the Elf King who had just arrived beside her.
"Your Majesty, these two fish were too easy to catch; I didn't make the first move."
"But you see they've all come ashore, why don't we reluctantly get them out first?"
"They say things shouldn't happen more than three times. We only caught three, so there won't be any losses from the fourth. The God of Light certainly won't be unhappy."