The dark elf shook his head: "I can only kill people, not save them." Isidor was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that Dora Mei said that there were two mysterious people temporarily living in these rooms. Since the dark elf said that he would not save people, then the person who had cured the president must be someone else. "Is there someone else here? Please help her and let her save Nymega! I am willing to pay anything I have as a reward!" Thinking of this, Isidor pleaded hurriedly. "No, my duty is to protect that guy. I won't let you disturb her." The dark elf said firmly. "Even if I have to force my way in today, I must let her heal Nymega!" Isidor stared at the dark elf in front of him, and slowly grasped the hilt of the golden sword. "Hey, don't mess around. If you make the ground dirty, I'll have to clean it up." The dark elf raised the dagger helplessly and said to Isidor. "Iovia, let him come over." Just as the two sides were on the verge of a fight, a gentle voice came from deep in the library. Hearing the voice inside, the dark elf seemed to be relieved and his expression immediately relaxed. "Please follow me." The dark elf said, leading Isidor to the depths of the library.
Between the numerous bookshelves, there is a transparent bathtub made of crystal, and in the bathtub, an elf who seems to have walked out of a painting is bathing. Her graceful figure was as gorgeous and attractive as a newly opened flower, with water droplets dripping through her golden hair, across her shoulders, and accumulating into a small pond at her collarbone. With just one glance, Isidor immediately recognized the man's identity. "Aishina? Why are you here?!" Isidor called out her name in surprise. Testimonials The first book of a new author is finally going to be on the shelves. Thank you all for your continued support. Although the updates are not very fast, I have been trying to maintain two updates a day, and I am really grateful to the readers who are willing to keep reading. The story of the Goblins has now basically entered the main plot. The imaginative world view and interesting characters are about to take the stage one by one, and I have been looking forward to this moment. I read a lot of books, from online articles to street vendor books, to classic masterpieces and forum posts. Therefore, you can see a lot of jokes and jokes in this book, which is also my usual style. I hope to present my works to everyone in a light-hearted and humorous way. When I started writing this article, I read a lot of religious and mythological works, aiming to create a complete and self-contained worldview. Although I don't expect it to be as grand and magnificent as "The Lord of the Rings" or "Ice and Fire", it should at least be self-consistent. In short, I hope everyone will support this article in the future. The author will definitely live up to everyone's expectations and write a wonderful story~ Finally, thank you again to every lovely friend who reads my book. Thank you for your company and support! Chapter 42: A Short Separation Makes the Dawn More Beautiful (Part 1) "Isidor, I haven't seen you for a while. You've grown taller." Esna walked out of the bathtub without hesitation, used wind magic to dry the water droplets on her body, and then put on a bathrobe. "Esina, do you know him?" the dark elf said in surprise. "Iovia, this is the goblin I told you about. Although he is very weak, he bravely stood up to protect me. He is a very gentlemanly man." Esna said with a smile. "We'll talk about this later - Esna, you can do the treatment, right? Please help save her," said Isidor. "That's exactly what I meant. Iovia, help me prepare." Esna said cheerfully.
Seeing this, Iovia moved the bathtub, put two tables together to make a bed, and laid a soft cushion on it for Nymega to lie on. Aisna tied up her hair, put on gloves, checked Nymega's wound, felt her pulse, and opened her eyelids to take a look. "What do you think? Is there any solution?" Isidor asked nervously. "Isidor, her breathing and heartbeat have stopped. Although I know some of the elves' healing secrets, I can't bring the dead back to life." Esna said implicitly. "How is it possible? Even you can't save her?" Isidor said in despair. "Wait, what is this?" Esina suddenly turned her wrist and pulled out Abe who was attached to Nymega's body. "It's a bit complicated to explain. Anyway, she is Nymega's symbiote. The two of them are soul-bound and share perception. Because Nymega was seriously injured, she is now unconscious." Isidor explained. "If that's the case... maybe there is still a way!" After hearing this, a gleam of light suddenly appeared in Esina's eyes. "What method?" Isidor asked hurriedly. "There will be no rejection reaction between the symbiote and the original body. If she is used to replace the failed organs, there is a way to bring her back to life!" Esna said, taking out a small silver knife and starting to cut in Nymega's abdominal cavity. Isidor saw that her movements and preparations were very similar to surgical operations in her previous life, but this world seemed to have no concept of surgery. Why did Esina master this technique? Esna had been busy in Nymega's abdominal cavity for more than two hours, taking out almost all the internal organs between the chest and abdomen. Then she soaked Abe in a special potion and molded her into various organs like kneading clay. She placed them one by one into Nymega's body, and finally closed the abdomen and used healing magic to heal the incision. "Is this all right?" Isidor asked worriedly. "We need to find something to replace her blood." Aisina said, taking out many bottles and jars, and quickly mixing them, finally getting a large bucket of light blue liquid. Then, Esina inserted the thin metal tubes into Nymega's hands and feet, and used water magic to control the light blue liquid in the bucket, pouring it into Nymega's body little by little. Nymega's pale skin gradually turned a light blue, and her shriveled body slowly began to fill out. Upon seeing this, Esna pulled out the metal tube, placed her hand on Nymega's chest, and repeatedly stimulated her heart with weak electrical magic. A quarter of an hour later, Nymega slowly opened her eyes. Her right eye turned a sapphire blue, and her left eye turned a crystal pink. She looked even more beautiful than before the injury. "Master...where is this?" Nymega looked at Isidor, then at Esna beside her, and then closed her eyes tiredly. "She is no longer in danger of death, she just needs to rest. The substitute I made is not as good as real blood after all. Even if she wakes up, she can't do any strenuous exercise. She must wait for the new blood to gradually replace the fake blood before she can be considered truly recovered." Aisina said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "As long as we can save her life, but then Abe will be trapped in her body," said Isidor. "You don't have to worry about that. After my transformation, they have gone from being connected by feelings to being completely one with two hearts. The two souls will share a body in the future. As long as they can live in harmony, they can use each other's power and become stronger than before." said Esna. "Then I feel relieved. Aisina, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do." Isidor sat down on the chair, and his heart was finally at ease. "You're welcome. This is also a valuable research for me." Aisina washed her hands with water magic and let her tied golden hair spread out again, like a golden waterfall falling down. "Speaking of which, why are you here?" Isidor asked curiously. "Of course, it's to study the secret of the Babylonian Cup." Esna said, taking the huge golden wine cup from the bookshelf. "Have you deciphered the text on the cup?" Isidor asked curiously.
"Unfortunately, I have only deciphered part of it, otherwise I wouldn't have to look up ancient books everywhere." Esna shook her head. "Based on the part that has been deciphered so far, I'm sure its name is 'The Cup of Babylon', and what is recorded on the cup is probably the original version of the story of 'Seven Kings Dividing the Well'." Esna continued. "Seven kings divide the well?" "That is a story that is circulated among elves and elf subspecies. There are many versions of this story, but the general meaning is that there was a magic well in ancient times. Those who drank the water from the well would gain eternal life. A protracted war was fought over the magic well, and finally seven kings signed a contract to divide the magic well. However, due to people's greed, the magic well eventually lost its effectiveness." The dark elf Iowa explained. "It sounds like a fairy tale," Isidor said. "Yes, I thought so before, but this story is clearly recorded on the Cup of Babylon. Moreover, this story is related to the past of elves and goblins in ancient times. Isidor, if I remember correctly, you were just an ordinary goblin before, right? Why have you become so big now?" asked Esina. "I evolved." Isidor replied briefly. "Among the goblins, there are indeed rare individuals that can evolve, but the lifespan of such individuals is usually very short. This is because the degraded soul cannot support the evolved body. Isidor, can I have your body checked?" Esna asked. "You're not planning to use me for some weird research again, are you?" Isidor said warily. "It's research, but it's also for you. During the time we were apart, you seemed to have become a lot stronger, but if you don't solve the problem of soul degradation, blindly strengthening yourself will only accelerate the speed of soul collapse." Aisina warned. "Please check it out. Hearing what you said, I am a little worried." Isidor thought of his unchanging spiritual and magical attributes, and couldn't help but agree with Esna's suggestion. "Then please take off all your clothes so that I can examine you." Aisina said, with an excited smile inadvertently appearing at the corner of her mouth. Chapter 43: A Short Separation Makes the Dawn More Beautiful (Part 2) "The inspection is complete, put on your clothes." After fiddling with them for a while, Esina finally said with satisfaction. Isidor put on his clothes awkwardly. Although this kind of examination was actually quite comfortable, looking at Esna's satisfied smile, he always felt as if he was at a disadvantage. "What are the results of the examination?" Isidor asked. "Your soul is in very good condition, so good that it doesn't look like a goblin's soul, but more similar to a human's. But now there are signs of deterioration. If you continue to get stronger, it's hard to say." Esna replied. "Is there a solution?" Isidor asked. Although Aisina has said that the current situation is fine, if she continues to become stronger, sooner or later she will face the deterioration of her soul. This was like having an invisible ceiling over his head, which was unacceptable to him in any way. "Research on the soul level is taboo, and even I know very little about it. But I will pay attention to this aspect in the future - if we can meet again." Aisina said. "Are you leaving again?" Isidor asked. "Well, I plan to cross the Death Mountains and go to the north of the continent. I have almost finished reading the books here, and they are of no help in the deciphering work. And the spell I got from the old goblin has no effect no matter how many times I repeat it." said Esna. "Does it have to be read by the goblin?" Isidor asked. "It's useless. I captured some goblins and asked them to repeat the spell, but the Cup of Babylon still didn't react at all." Esna shook her head. "Esina, Isidor is a rather special goblin, why not let him give it a try?" Iovia interrupted. "That's true - Isidor, would you like to help repeat the spell?" Esna said, quickly writing some meaningless words on the paper. Isidor took it and saw the note saying:
"I'm so proud of you..." "What the hell is this? It's too difficult," Isidor complained. "It's a transliteration. The spell the old goblin chanted was neither human nor goblin, so I could only memorize the pronunciation." said Esna. "No, I don't recognize any of the words on it, how do I read it?" Isidor said embarrassedly. "It's okay. I'll teach you how to read it." Esna smiled, put her arm around Isidor's shoulders from behind, and taught him the spell word by word. Isidor repeated the spell several times in his mind, and when he was sure that he had mastered it, he solemnly repeated the spell on the note to the Cup of Babylon. Esna and Iovia stared at the cup nervously, but nothing happened until Isidor finished chanting the spell. "There is no response at all. It seems that in order to activate the Cup of Babylon, there are other conditions besides the spell." Esna pondered. At this moment, Isidor suddenly picked up the dagger on the table, cut his finger, and dripped blood into the cup. All I heard was deep red liquid pouring out from the bottom of the cup, quickly filling the entire cup and even beginning to overflow. "Oh my God! It actually started! It started! Isidor, look, it has exactly the same effect as that day! It was that thing that broke my protective magic!" Esina said excitedly while hugging Isidor. "Esina, I think we should find a way to turn this thing off first! These liquids are obviously not good things!" Iovia said worriedly. "That's true, but I don't know how to close it. Goblin hasn't recited the closing spell. Really, I should have prepared a pair of cups earlier." Esna also sensed something was wrong and said in a panic. When Isidor heard what Esina said, he reached out and grabbed the cup, pouring all the liquid in the cup onto the ground. As soon as the liquid hit the ground, it evaporated without a trace, and no new liquid flowed out of the cup. "Wow, Isidor, how do you know how to use this thing? Esina has been studying it for a long time without any progress." Iovia asked in surprise. "I don't know either, but it seems like a voice is telling me that I should do this." Isidor held the Cup of Babylon in his hand, and instinctively felt that there was some connection between himself and the cup. However, before he could think more, Esna, wearing a bathrobe, had already come up to him and pressed Isidor under her. "Hey, Esna, what's wrong with you?" Isidor tried to push her away, but found that he couldn't do it at all. He looked carefully and saw that Esna was breathing heavily, her cheeks were as rosy as newly opened peach blossoms, and there seemed to be a big love in her eyes as she stared at him, as if she was longing for something. "Hey, Esina, can you hear me? You've put me in a bad position. This can't go on! We've been in the ant race for ten years, so wake up!" Isidor slapped her twice in the face, but Esina's sexual desire remained unabated. "Isidor, you've grown a lot taller, and your muscles are very strong. Let me feel them... Ah, they are really strong. Have other parts also grown proportionally?" Esina said with a charming look. "Hashidou Madai! Where are you pinching? When I was still short, you were also interested in me, weren't you?" Isidor quickly covered his important parts to prevent Esina from going any further. "As long as the middle is aligned, it doesn't matter if the two ends are not aligned." Esina said as she groped Isidor's body randomly. "Iowa, why are you just watching? Do something! Oh no, the elves are going to violate me!" Isidor was in an unfavorable position and could not break free. He could only shout for help from Iowa who was standing beside him. "Esina, don't forget your 'perfect virginity'. If you lose your protective magic in a place like this, how will you go on adventures in the future?" Iowa watched for a while, finally leaned over and whispered in Esina's ear. "It doesn't matter. I'm the second most talented elf in the past thousand years. At worst, I can develop a protective spell like 'Perfect Bitch'." Esna said nonchalantly. "I've lived long enough to see the day when we can save the goblins from the elves." Iowa sighed and pricked Esna's neck with a thin needle. The latter rolled her eyes and immediately fell limp on Isidor.
"Phew, that was a close call. We almost had an accident." Isidor pushed away Esna, who was lying on him like a dead pig, and breathed a long sigh of relief. "I didn't expect there would be a goblin who isn't lustful. I thought you would be extremely happy about it." Iowa said as she pulled out the needle from the back of Esna's neck. "Being lustful depends on the situation. I don't want to do that kind of thing when this guy is unconscious." Isidor replied while tidying up his messy clothes. "You mean, it would be okay if she was awake?" Iowa smiled.