The Elf Journey In The Western Fantasy World-Chapter 79: The Elf Can Hear Everything

A bad feeling rose sharply in his chest. Juwon suddenly felt an urge to pray — like hoping the person being spoken to wasn’t actually him.

Unfortunately, self-deception didn’t do much good.

Illiya whose heard no reply from it, calmly repeated his question again.

"Ice Flower, can you hear what I’m saying?" Then, just to be safe, he added, "Don’t play dumb — I know you can actually hear me. I’m very sure."

The more Juwon listened, the stronger his bad feeling grew.

Could he respond? Absolutely not.

Not only did he not dare to reply, he even tried to present himself as a peaceful, ordinary, completely motionless plant — the very image of a harmless houseplant.

Illiya noticed that this particular Ice Flower was dead set on playing possum. After thinking for a moment, he decided to break the illusion that the Ice Flower was clinging to so desperately.

"You know I’m an elf, right? You should be aware that elves are the darlings of nature. So, you must also understand that elves possess an ability known as ’Nature’s Gift.’"

After saying that, Illiya suddenly remembered that this Ice Flower was unlike the others. Inside it resided the soul of a human who had transmigrated here.

So, he kindly reminded him, "If you can’t remember, go look through your racial heritage."

"Although there’s a lot of useless stuff in racial inheritance, some knowledge you really ought to learn — at least a little."

Otherwise, he would experience something like what happened today.

Juwon listened to the elf’s words without missing a single detail.

When the elf brought up the concept of racial inheritance, a sudden memory resurfaced—Juwo recalled what happened on the very first day he was reincarnated to this unfamiliar world.

When he had just arrived, his mind was foggy and sluggish, unable to fully grasp what had happened. In that dazed state, his head throbbed intensely, and strange, fragmented images floated through his consciousness.

At the time, he had even believed that he might’ve accidentally reincarnated to previous world, and now had somehow reincarnated back to this world.

It wasn’t until today that he finally understood—those images were actually part of his racial inheritance.

That realization left Juwon feeling inexplicably guilty.

But it didn’t take long for him to gather himself again. Although he had never consciously tried to retrieve anything from the racial inheritance, strangely enough, his body moved as if it had gone through these motions countless times. Everything about the elves came to him smoothly and naturally.

Elves are a proud and untouchable race, yet they are also the darlings of nature and natural allies of plant life.

Not only are elves intimately connected to magical elements, but they are also deeply favored by plants. Under nature’s obvious partiality, the elves were granted a unique gift—they can sense the thoughts of all plants.

Juwon silently repeated the last sentence in his mind.

Can sense the thoughts of all plants.

All plants.

Thoughts.

Juwon repeated those words again in his mind. The more he did, the colder his heart grew. Eventually, he reached a point where he just wanted to drop dead on the spot. frёeωebɳovel.com

So elves could sense the thoughts of all plants? Which meant...

Every perverted, creepy thought he had before—everything—had been heard by the elf standing right in front of him!

The ominous feeling in his heart had become a brutal reality, and now all he wanted to do was pass out. If he fainted, maybe he wouldn’t have to face this cruel, unforgiving world.

It wasn’t a big deal. He could handle it.

Illiya being the most attuned to plants, naturally noticed when one of the Ice Flowers slightly drooped its otherwise healthy leaves by just a few degrees. With a bit of thought, he quickly pieced together what had happened to it.

What else could it be? Clearly, the plant had just belatedly realized that all of its inner thoughts had been completely exposed. It had once believed that no one could hear it—but in truth, someone had been listening all along.

After getting his petty revenge for being called a "beauty," Illiya’s mood had improved significantly. His brows relaxed, and a small smirk lifted the corners of his lips.

In a good mood, he said cheerfully, "By now, you’ve probably accessed the part of your racial inheritance about elves, right? You should understand our special ability by now. So stop pretending to be just an ordinary plant. I can sense everything you’re thinking."

The aftershock of public humiliation was something Juwon hadn’t anticipated. The sheer embarrassment wrapped around him like a suffocating shroud.

Forget about lifting his head to look at the elf—he couldn’t even bring himself to speak.

He desperately wanted to escape this terrifying place. He should have just listened to the system and gone to the snowy mountains.

Regret. He genuinely regretted it.

No matter how much he wanted to deny reality and run from it, Juwon still had no choice but to face the truth. Still not ready to give up, he asked in a low voice, "...So from the very beginning, all of my thoughts were completely exposed?"

Illiya didn’t respond with words. He just looked over with a smiling expression.

Juwon peeked up timidly, and the moment he caught sight of the elf’s smiling face, he instantly knew the answer.

Fine.

Social death today. Social death tomorrow. Social death forever. May it come quickly.

Illiya looked at the tightly curled-up leaves of the Ice Flower and couldn’t help but find it amusing.

"Everything’s already been exposed. There’s no way to go back in time, so just face reality. As long as neither of us speaks about it, no one else will ever know what happened."

Juwo wiped at his tears, crying, "That’s not how this works at all!"

"Wuwuwuwu... The one who did it is now filled with nothing but regret!"

Illiya fought hard to suppress his laughter and spoke in a soothing tone, "Alright, alright, let’s not talk about it anymore. Have you noticed any changes in your body?"