Perfect Avatar-Chapter 241: Eryl

The earth’s color was altered as the moon gradually approached the sun in the sky.

As the forest grew darker, it appeared to be evening, and the army continued to advance.

The elves, guiding the way to their queen, led the survivors of Ambrosia, and Fenrir.

Lucca keenly observed the surroundings with amazement.

"A spell to hide an entire kingdom... What a great idea! No wonder we haven’t found anything after all this time."

With great enthusiasm, she gazed upon Giudecca, yet her excitement quickly faded when she encountered the furious gaze of the little girl.

In response, she swiftly sought refuge behind Rhea, while Cid observed her with a perplexed expression.

"How come someone like that...even that little girl...it’s crazy how much all the monsters in this world look like clowns."

"Acting as a clown is a privilege reserved for those who decide when the show should be a comedy, sir Barron." Eryl sighed. "They choose the tone, and people like you suffer from it."

Cid wanted to retort, but once he saw Freya’s back, he groaned, his head lowered.

"...If it weren’t for those Avatar cheats... Well, you’re not very special either!"

Eryl looked at him, with a strangely calm face.

"Cheat is the excuse of the weak to justify their inferiority, and I never said I wasn’t weak, sir, I always taught people the limits of their reality, and I accepted mine a long time ago. We are all pawns in the hands of the Seven and that will never change."

Freya observed her comrades attentively as the maid’s brief speech captured their attention.

"Eryl, before you came here, you said you would tell us everything about your past."

"...Hm? Are you curious about my past, Freya?"

The young duchess received a playful smile from her, and they both closed their eyes briefly before sharing a light chuckle.

"I’m curious, yes, you piqued my interest when you mentioned it, so since we won’t run away, I’d like to hear it from you. How did you get to Kalaharis before? How did you meet Queen Gloria?"

Eryl’s eyes turned to the ground, she kept her smile, but a deep melancholy began to rise.

All around, the small group was focused on her, even the 3 monsters of Fenrir.

"...Well, it’s not really an interesting tale, like in Grogard’s case. Hm, I’m feeling in a pretty good mood now, so I’ll tell you everything."

She winked behind her at Marie and Liliana, both a little surprised by this behavior.

In my memory, Eryl had never displayed this level of joy, but circumstances had made it possible.

It was over, they had won, the strongest Sin had agreed to stop the twilight of the Gods.

"The roots go back more than twenty years ago. I was a daughter of sailors, the category of emissaries that Grogard talked about, the sea men. My parents accompanied merchandise ships at sea, and I followed them on some of their expeditions. We were not not something special, just poor sailors among 10 thousands. But one day we were invited for the project of the century."

Her eyes tense.

"We were asked to join a secret expedition, with a reward that would have freed my parents from having to work, and as you may have guessed, it was an expedition to Kalaharis, and the one who organized this expedition was...King Arthur, the lover of her majesty."

A small gasp escaped Liliana, Hope, and Lucca’s lips.

Eryl, becoming the center of attention, looked at the moon.

"It was a golden opportunity, I don’t remember the details of the expedition, but we left for the Kalaharis. The kingdom controls the navy, so our destination was never disclosed. On paper, it was just another normal expedition...but it probably justifies what happened."

The forest became denser, forcing the group to walk closer, more specifically toward Eryl. freёnovelkiss.com

"I don’t remember how long it took, but one day we arrived ashore. Just like last week. It was a beautiful day, my parents and the other sailors were ecstatic. They didn’t couldn’t bother them with the tension of King Arthur and the knights... but they should have learned from it. A few minutes later, we received a visit, an official meeting with a new species."

Her eyes moved slowly down.

"A miracle, an elf came to greet us. King Arthur started the discussion, a very historic moment. You wouldn’t believe how happy he looked. The elf could surprisingly speak our language... and she asked a simple question: friends?"

Eryl’s gaze fixed on a particular point, causing Freya to cease breathing as she slowly tracked the direction of her stare.

"And the elf in question...was Nefertari."

A sudden silence fell over the group, as their eyes fell on the elf leading them.

"What?...Nefertari? This Nefertari??" Liliana gasped.

Nefertari kept her eyes fixed on the road, neither she nor the other elves reacted, a silence serving as testimony.

"About...20 years ago?" Hope whispered.

Eryl’s eyes narrowed and her smile widened.

"Yes, about 20 years. We know little about elves, but what little we do know is that these things are very long-lived... and not because of their longevity. Do you remember what happened when she asked you the same question?"

Freya’s eyes widened and she turned to Nefertari with trembling lips.

"It’s... impossible... Nefertari... Eryl, the king is..."

"Yes, my...Freya. The rightful king of Ambrosia, Arthur Pendragon is dead, and his murderer is the person who is leading us right now."

Everyone from Ambrosia came to a halt, their eyes filled with devastation as they gazed at the elf in disbelief, rendered speechless. Rhea decelerated her pace.

"Keep moving, I have no interest in the affairs of your kingdom but I don’t want to waste time. Let’s go."

Eryl lowered her head, her face expressing intense satisfaction now that she had freed her heart from this, and now the weight was on her comrades. Liliana looked at the elf with trembling eyes.

"Nefertari...why?"

"There’s no point in asking, Lady Liliana, keep in mind that she tried to do the exact same thing with Freya. The only difference is that the King was less lucky, and as he was only a finger, he died instantly. After that, all the knights rushed to her, and that’s how we learned another important lesson: an elf is not a threat, it’s just bait. Anyone who had no power was killed instantly, and those who could fight got their limbs cut off. A spear of my father impaled my last memory of the beach and my mother being struck by arrows."

Her eyes slowly filled with deep anger. She took a deep breath to regain her composure and then looked at Freya.

"Eryl..."

"It’s okay, I’m an adult now, it doesn’t affect me anymore. But the best is yet to come. I was knocked out, but not killed, and that will interest you. When I opened my eyes, I was in a bed whose ceiling looked like a sea of stars in the sky. Next to me were a few survivors, injured but alive."

Eryl closed her eyes and in an instant, images of the most graceful figure came to her mind.

"Envy came towards us, with a ridiculous smile. She was followed by this Isis, and the two of them had a conversation that I don’t remember. She was whispering certain things to everyone, but right after, everyone reacted in the same way: shouting at her, insulting her, taking a knife, a stone, or anything from a plate that Isis was holding, and hitting their heads until they fell dead."

She placed a hand on her left ear, a sinister smile on her lips.

"The worst part was that I could hear everything... I could feel it, I could imagine it. Every grunt, every breath, I could hear and understand everything... and then my turn came."

Eryl’s eyes relaxed. She was so engrossed in her story that she didn’t notice the group slowing down. The trees around were more recognizable, the elves took a few glances at each other.

They had reached the entrance to their kingdom, but everyone was stuck on the end of Eryl’s story.

The servant placed a hand on her forehead, her voice growing higher.

"She came up to my ear...and asked me...if I believed in God."

She frowned, everything had stopped moving around her.

"I remember I was terrified...I couldn’t think of anything, but the moment I saw her eyes...I remember my answer was yes. After that she clapped and congratulated me .... and after that... She... she... she took my ears... and my heart."

The servant’s eyes widened, and in an instant she realized that they were arriving at a cliff.

Eryl stopped, almost in shock. Everyone looked at her with concern, leaving her slightly embarrassed.

"Ah... looks like I’m less tough than expected."

"How are you still alive?"

Eryl looked at Rhea, a little surprised to be directly questioned by the General herself.

All eyes were on her, it was only supposed to be a testament to the past, but to her surprise, even Fenrir was invested. She placed a hand on her chest and sighed deeply.

"I don’t know. My memory is a mess from now on, but I’m sure that what she was holding when my eyesight was red, was my heart. I saw her put another heart in me, but for some reason, I couldn’t die, not even feel It was like I was observing someone else’s point of view... but at some point, when I woke up, I was back to the Queen and she said that she lifted a curse, but she had to modify my body to stay alive, so she fused me with my elf heart.

She finally smiled a little, rubbing her pointy ears.

"After the fuse, I became a half-elf, and my ears became like this. The Queen decided to take me as a servant since I had nowhere to go... and that’s how I am became Eryl the servant and a member of the Queen’s Nymphs."