A beautiful butterfly flew around Curtis and landed on the tip of its nose.
Curtis sneezed a little and rubbed his eyes to wake up. He looked at the completely changed scenery around him and sat on the spot, looking extremely cute.
After receiving the inheritance, he needed to open the treasure left by the prophet step by step.
Curtis flapped his wings and threw himself into Joelson's arms. He called out softly twice as if he was seeking comfort.
Although he did not know what had happened, he could feel that a very important existence had left him forever.
Joelson hugged him gently.
The Moonlight Priest stood up and his gaze landed on Curtis. However, his gaze lingered on Joelson for a long time.
"Leave, let the prophet rest here in peace."
The Moonlight Priest's attitude towards Joelson seemed to have changed, with a hint of respect and admiration.
Then, he turned to Bradley and the others.
"I'll give you the Spring Water of Life that you want later."
Bradley and Rosalind had joyful expressions on their faces. They looked at Joelson with complicated gazes.
Everything that happened in such a short time was too amazing.
The elven prophet had passed away, and a new prophet had been born.
And the new prophet was actually Joelson's dragon clan.
So, what was Joelson's identity now?
The father of the elven prophet?!
Even Bradley couldn't help but be jealous of Joelson's good luck.
The two dragon companions and the long-lasting friendship of the elven clan represented the endless spring of life.
Could this young man be the illegitimate child of the Goddess of Luck?!
Even Joelson did not expect everything to go so smoothly.
In fact, the benefits he received were far more than that.
Under the arrangement of the Moonlight Priest, Joelson and the others received the highest courtesy of the elves and were treated as the most honorable guests.
"This is impossible!"
Joelson firmly rejected the Moonlight Priest's request.
"It's not just your companion now. It's also the most honorable prophet of the Elf race. It should stay in the Elf race."
The Moonlight Priest's inflexibility and stubbornness exceeded Joelson's imagination. In this regard, she was not as cute as a young girl.
Joelson's attitude was unyielding, and the moonlight priest slightly frowned.
"The power of the moon god can make it accept the prophet's inheritance faster and better. The Elf race is the most suitable place for it to stay. You're too selfish."
Joelson could not help but laugh. "Perhaps, you should ask for its opinion."
Curtis seemed to be a little afraid of the cold Moonlight Priest, and his small head kept bowing towards Joelson.
The Moonlight Priest's eyes revealed a hint of helplessness. After thinking for a while, he said, "I can at most promise you that I can stay by your side before the prophet Curtis grows to level 6."
Level 6.
Joelson considered this suggestion.
According to the growth rate of an ordinary dragon, it would take more than ten years or even dozens of years to reach level 6. By then, he would definitely have more powerful dragons, so it was not unacceptable.
"Let's not talk about this for now."
Noticing that Joelson's tone was a little relaxed, the Moonlight Priest's expression gradually eased up.
"Where is Leas?"
He looked directly into the Moonlight Priest's eyes and said seriously, "I haven't seen her for three days."
"Leas is also receiving the inheritance."
He couldn't help but frown. "What inheritance?"
"The Moonlight Priest's inheritance."
The Moonlight Priest said calmly, "Leas is the one with the densest natural aura in the entire Elf race. She has the highest affinity with the power of the Moon Goddess. She is even better than me. She is the candidate I have long appointed for the next Moonlight Priest."
"How long will it take? I will leave soon," said Joelson calmly
The Moonlight Priest frowned and looked at him, saying coldly, "Am I not clear enough? Leas is the next Moonlight Priest. She will take my position and protect the elves forever."
"You should feel lucky."
The Moonlight Priest glanced at Joelson and said, "If I didn't confirm that Leas was still a pure virgin when I saw her, you would be dead now."
Joelson laughed in anger and was about to retort.
The Moonlight Priest had already turned around and left.
"I want to see Leas!"
Joelson chased after her and two figures flashed over. They were the hurricane python and the electric python.
The two of them stood in front of him coldly.
The Moonlight Priest turned her head and said to him emotionlessly, "Yes, leave the prophet in the Elf Forest. I can promise to let Leas see you one last time."
Joelson was furious.
They actually wanted him to use Curtis in exchange.
His favorable impression of this woman was greatly reduced.
What a selfish, mean, and cold heart underneath her perfect appearance.
The sudden outbreak of the argument caused many people to rush over.
Bradley and the others saw the scene of Joelson confronting the Hurricane Python and did not know what happened.
"Joelson."
Bradley slowly pulled out the knight's longsword from his waist.
"Young Master."
Herman wanted to say something but kept his mouth shut. They had already received the Spring Water of Life from the Elf clan. There was no need to have a conflict with the Elf clan on behalf of an outsider.
Bradley slowly shook his head.
"You bunch of outsiders, greedy humans. After obtaining the Spring Water of Life, you still dare to attack the Elf clan?!"
An angry voice sounded.
Someone raised his bow and aimed it at Joelson. It was the handsome male elf they had met before, Wendell.
Wendell hated Joelson very much.
No one knew how he had survived these few months.
After Leas went missing, he seemed to have gone crazy and wandered around the outskirts of the elven forest almost every day.
He had killed many adventurers and had been injured in the process.
Leas had grown up with him.
Although he had long been appointed as the next moonlight priest, he would never be able to get Leas.
But this could not suppress Wendell's admiration for Leas.
Now, Leas was back.
Wendell was overjoyed, but he was surprised to find that there were a few humans who had followed Leas back.
Leas was very fond of one of the humans, and her gaze was so gentle that it made him jealous.
Leas had fallen in love with that human.
Wendell had thought of finding an excuse to kill those humans, but things had developed beyond his expectations.
Their status in the Elf clan had skyrocketed, and even the moonlight priest was very friendly to them.
Wendell felt very aggrieved, and now he had finally found an opportunity.
That bold human actually wanted to disrespect the Moonlight Priest.
"Get out of the elven race, you're not welcome here!" Wendell shouted loudly.
A few of his supporters shouted along, and the other Elves were also a little angry.
The humans had indeed left a bad impression on the elven race.
Joelson looked at Wendell, and when his cold gaze met, Wendell's heart suddenly trembled.