Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

The next two days passed peacefully for Sylvus, with nothing else happening.

However, on the third day, the entire Holy City was up early, with everyone gathering at the gates of the city.

Along the main road of the city, armored soldiers stood on either side, keeping the crowd separated to the edges.

"I heard that today, envoys from various kingdoms will arrive to celebrate the emperor's birthday, which is in two days."

"No wonder there are so many women gathered around. I bet they came to see the elf men."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the city gates, eagerly waiting.

"What's so great about the kingdom's envoys? I heard the elves are coming today as well. Otherwise, why would there be so many people here?"

"You make it sound like we're not here to see the elf women too."

Many people smiled at each other knowingly. They were all men, they understood!

Soon, under the gaze of everyone, a convoy entered the city.

Even from a distance, everyone could feel a strong, murderous aura, causing the crowd to fall silent.

Moments later, dozens of massive banners fluttered in the wind as the convoy, loaded with goods, made its way into the city.

Everyone turned their heads to watch.

"That looks like the convoy from the Kingdom of Derry. The people of Derry are known for their bravery in battle, which explains this fierce aura."

"The Kingdom of Derry is a large nation, and I heard that they even have a Magus Emperor among them. But still, they're no match for our Bork Empire."

"I wonder who the envoy from Derry is this time. It must be someone important."

Upon seeing the first convoy enter the city, the citizens of the Holy City began to talk among themselves.

Soon, the convoy from Derry passed through the crowd and stopped at the statue of Atifri in the center of the city.

Under the gaze of everyone, all members of the convoy dismounted from their carriages and bowed in respect to the statue.

Atifri was the last Magus God among humans. He had sacrificed himself to protect humanity, becoming a role model for all.

After paying their respects to the statue, the Derry convoy climbed back onto their carriages and continued towards the imperial palace of the Bork Empire.

As the Derry convoy arrived, other kingdoms began to enter the Holy City as well.

Once inside the city, the first thing each kingdom did was pay their respects to the statue of Atifri. Although it wasn't mandatory, everyone did it anyway.

"Thirteen convoys from different kingdoms have already arrived. When will the elves get here? We've been waiting for half a day."

By midday, many people were getting impatient. Most of them were there only to catch a glimpse of the elves.

"Clop clop clop..."

At that moment, the sound of hurried hoofbeats echoed, and under the gaze of the crowd, a group of unicorn riders entered the city.

Sitting atop those unicorns were several men with pointed ears and delicate features.

"Wow, it's the elves! They're so handsome, I can't handle it, I'm going to die."

"The elves are finally here. As expected, none of them are ugly. How can they all be so good-looking? Their skin is flawless! How do they do it?"

"Look! That elf looked at me! His eyes are so beautiful. I... I can't take it..."

As soon as the elves entered the city, the Holy City erupted in excitement once again.

Especially the women in the crowd, who began screaming.

If Sylvus were here, he would surely have commented: "Brainwashed fans!"

"Tch, sure, elf men are good-looking, but they're too feminine. They don't have the same toughness that we human men have. Women really do lose their minds easily."

Many men felt annoyed as they watched the scene. It wasn't often they saw human women acting this enthusiastic.

But before this thought could settle, the elf women entered the city.

The men, who had just been boasting about their composure, froze on the spot when they saw the petite and adorable elf women.

How could such beautiful women exist in this world? And a whole group of them?

Many men couldn't help but drool at the sight.

Even the soldiers standing guard on either side were momentarily stunned when they saw the elf women, nearly losing their grip on their spears.

The elves, however, smiled knowingly as they watched the scene unfold. They were used to being admired by countless people.

But they still enjoyed the attention, as if they were the center of the world.

Despite their pride, the elves couldn't escape the custom of bowing respectfully before the statue of Atifri.

After that, the elves began to leave, while many people wanted to follow them to continue admiring their beauty.

However, the surrounding soldiers blocked them, leaving many people sighing in disappointment.

"Well, we've seen the elves, nothing else to see here. Let's go."

"Yeah, let's go. I snuck out of the house, don't want my wife to catch me."

As people said this, they began to disperse.

More than ten thousand people had gathered at the city gates, but as soon as the elves left, the crowd dwindled to just a few hundred, with more leaving by the minute.

As the crowd began to thin out, another convoy entered the city gates. This time, it was the dwarves.

In a corner of the Holy City:

"Princess, do we really have to go? You're seriously injured. I think we should find a way back to the tribe first. Maybe there's still hope."

A woman in a black robe was supporting another woman, also dressed in a black robe, as she spoke.

"Bia, it's too late to go back now. If he said he could save me, it's probably true. Besides, there's no other option."

The other black-robed woman said through gritted teeth.

This woman was none other than the elf princess who had been in Sylvus's shop the night before.

After contacting her tribe last night, she had met up with them this morning.

While the other elves went to rest and regroup, she snuck out.

"Hmph, how dare he disrespect the princess? When we find him, we'll make him pay."

Bia huffed angrily.

The princess remained silent, her eyes scanning her surroundings.

Finally, her gaze settled in one direction, and the two of them began walking that way.

At that moment, Sylvus was lying on his chair, dozing off.

He had planned to sleep in today, but the city had been unbearably noisy since early morning.

Reluctantly, he opened his shop for business.

"Meylan, why is it so quiet today?"

Sylvus asked in confusion.

He remembered that there had been a long line of people waiting outside last night.

"Boss, today is the day the other kingdoms arrive. I think everyone went to watch."

Meylan replied.

Sylvus nodded and was about to close his eyes to catch up on sleep.

But just then, two figures dressed in black robes appeared at the entrance of the shop.

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