Bilfit found a chair against the table and sat down. Sistale did not choose a seat but chose to stand against the wall. They all found the most used posture for themselves, waiting to discuss with Moya how to face this peace meeting.

"You are jealous of me."

Regarding Lati who had just entered the study, Moya suddenly said something surprised the other two.

"Although the distance is a bit far, I still see it clearly. When you look at me, the emotions released in your eyes are jealousy." This time Moya could feel it very clearly.

It's not wrong, she's seen that look many times.

"I know what you are thinking." Seeing that Lati didn't speak, Moya didn't force her to answer; "I was suddenly selected as the substitute for the Night Priest, and I realized the respect the night elves showed to you in front of outsiders, and the eyes of people envious and respectful. It tasted good. But please remember that it was not you, and whether it was your identity or status, the object they respected and respected will never be you."

As soon as these words were said, Lati's eyes emitting hatred eyes again.

"Do you know why I told you this? Actually... I just don't want you to be the second Bai Ling." Lati's eyes were very similar to Bai Ling. This is the first feeling Moya felt after seeing her substitute as a high priest.

The envy that is implicit in the heart turns into jealousy and eventually turns into conspiracy and betrayal.

"You are a dark wizard, called... Lati, right?"

"Yes."

"Then do you know, the high priest of the Night Elf? Don't just see my glamorous appearance. Do you know what I was before I gained this status?"

"I heard... it's a prisoner."

He was a little hesitant, and Lati didn't know whether she should say this term.

"Yes, I am a prisoner. Originally, I should have been a dark mage. If I had not been to prison, I might have become a dark mage who surpassed Batua. Unfortunately... it was because of jealousy that I ruined the peaceful life I had longed for. Back then, I didn't know how to restrain myself, and finally got retribution. Several of my best friends joined forces and designed a not-so-smart trap and sent me to Grig Prison. Thirty years... This time is not long for the long-lived Truths. But for a single heart, it is not very long for a long-lived Truth.

For those who want to take revenge, it is hell. Do you know what kind of mood I have spent these thirty years? You won’t understand? Just like I don’t understand, why are you jealous of me?" Looking at the streets where people come and go outside the window, Moya spoke of the past she rarely mentioned to people; "It is now that I often wake up from my sleep, thinking that I have had a dream, a dream of freedom. I always remind myself that I am free, no longer a prisoner in a prison where I am imprisoned, but a high priest of the night elves."

"You mean..." Lati was a little confused.

Yes, that's right. She was jealous, jealous of Moya Fassi, the high priest of the night elves.

She is both a woman and a dark mage. Why can she obtain her current status and identity? After trying that kind of superiority, she does not want to return to the position of an ordinary person.

But why did the high priest say a lot of inexplicable words since she had discovered her idea?

"Haha... I probably haven't sorted out my thoughts." It was indeed a bit difficult to let Lati, who didn't understand her life experience, understand what she said, so Moya had to change her explanation method.

"Don't worry, you can still continue this kind of vain life. I can't always stay in Merri City. At that time, the Night Elf will need you to continue to play the role of a substitute. But... are you really willing to be a substitute?"

"I……"

"You have also seen what happened today. No matter how realistic you play, no matter how hard you work, but you are not me after all. After all, you are just a substitute. When I return to my own position, you will be useless. The reason why I told you so much is that you just hope that you will not put your resentment on me. If you don't want to be looked down upon, you have to work hard on yourself. My current status and identity are exchanged for life. I pass by death again and again to get the current status. High Priest, do you think the night elves really respect me? No, what they like is my bloodline as a Truth. As a family of gods, it is easier for the main god to gain favor from the main god than the night elves. They are just eyeing the artifacts that I can use. I am also playing the role of a substitute, a substitute who replaces the night elves to communicate with God, that's all."

"Stand-in... you, no... you are the high priest, how could the night elves regard you as a substitute?" Lati didn't believe Moya's words.

"In God's eyes, I am a tool to convey commands to their families, a pawn that helps them achieve a mess of the world. So... you don't need to be jealous of me, I'm more pitiful than you." The reason why I say these words is because Moya feels that he is really innocent.

Why do everyone develop jealousy for some boring reasons?

White bell, Batuya, Lat, Sears...

These people pushed her into the abyss of resentment for thirty years for boring jealousy.

Even Lati, this casually-finished substitute, actually had inexplicable jealousy towards her.

"Why did you say this to me?"

"I just don't want you to cause some uncontrollable troubles to me after I leave. It's that simple. After all, you are my substitute. If I did something bad for me because of your inexplicable jealousy when I left Merry... wouldn't I betray me? In fact, there are many ways to prevent you from harming me in the future. For example, you can give you a curse first, or just let the night elves kill you directly. Anyway, for them, it's just a more obedient substitute. But I don't think so. Since you have played for a while, and Bilfit said that you have performed very well in all aspects, I don't think it's wise to replace you during the peace meeting."

On the way to the study, Bilfit thought Moya was not very satisfied with his carefully selected stand-in, so he gave a detailed explanation.

"Moya, I don't think there will be any benefit for you to keep her." Sistale, who had been listening to the side for a long time, couldn't help but speak; "She is too selfish and will show her strength one day. It will be a problem at that time, so it's better to solve it now." After that, Sistale pulled out the "judgment" of the royal power that has become his new sword. Under the faint flash of lilac lightning, his face, which had no expression, seemed even colder.

"No--!!"

Seeing Sistale taking out her weapon, Lati hurriedly retreated. She had seen Sistale's skills and knew that she was definitely not his opponent.

As the high priest said, after twenty days of vanity, she almost forgot her original identity. In addition to being a bodyguard who often follows her, Sistale is also a terrible warrior.

There were several times when she was suddenly attacked by an unidentified killer. Before she could prepare the curse spell, the attacking enemies were already lying down one by one. She once admired Sistale's speed and skills very much, but she did not expect that one day, the person who had protected her would aim his blade at her.

"Wait, Sistale. Don't kill her." Moya spoke to stop Sistale before he took action; "If you do this, my words just now will be in vain. If I wanted to kill her, I would have taken action in the hall, so why wait until now?"

"Moya, what do you mean is... keep her?" Bilfit, who has always been an audience, didn't understand. Since she already knew that this substitute was jealous of her, sooner or later she would become the second Bai Ling, why would she have to save her life?

"That's why I told her that there is no need to be jealous of me at all." Moya felt that she was really failing when the two closest people didn't understand their thoughts; "Lati, I need a substitute who understands me and can get my trust, not a substitute who is always wary of. If you can do this, I promise that you can not only survive, but also, I will also accept you as a disciple and teach you all the knowledge I know about dark spells."

"Really, is it true?" Lati couldn't believe his ears.

Even after completing the task of substitute, she can still get rid of her identity as an ordinary person and will no longer be an ordinary mage.

There is a dark high priest who serves as a mentor, which is even more glorious than a great wizard.

"Of course, I have a lot to do, but I can't always stay in Merry. When I leave, it's best if there's someone who can reassure me to take my place. Bilfit isn't always covered, you have to find a suitable helper to share it, right?"

"Well... it's true..." There was no trace of hypocrisy on Moya's face, and Bilfit had to follow her words.

"What do you think of my proposal? Lati?"

"Yes, mentor, I'll follow your instructions." Lati, who was in an excited state, had just felt his jealousy. When she thought of quickly getting rid of the low-level mage, she was completely intoxicated by the sudden blessing of luck.

"Okay, Sistale, put away your weapons. The royal power is used to kill enemies, not to deal with one's own people. Since Lati is already my disciple, she will not do anything to hurt her mentor, right?" Although she was talking to Sistale, Moya's eyes were straight at Lati, with a very inquiring tone.

"Yes, I will never do anything to hurt the mentor."

"By the way, go and see my friend. If her treatment is completed, please invite her to the study. We must start discussing the important matters about the peace conference." With a smile, Lati gave the first instruction as a mentor. After watching the simple-minded disciple leave, Moya's face that had been smiling returned to the most familiar expressions of Sistale and Bilfitt.

"Your acting is getting better and better."

Sistaer took back the royal power, and the special scabbard would hide the lightning of "judgment" and restore it to an ordinary long sword.

After hearing what he said, Bilfit realized.

"What, were you lying to her just now?" After saying such a lot of heartfelt words, they were all lying.

"Of course, how could I easily believe an outsider, and a woman who is jealous of me. Jealousy is called original sin because it is one of the origins of all disasters, betrayal and vendetta, which arise. I just want to get a reliable stand-in that can be used. Since she did a good job, she would naturally let her continue to do it. It is very tiring to change people in the middle, and now where do you go to find a fool who looks similar and can be willing to let the dispatch." Sure enough, Sistale knows me better. Bilfitt is too upright in his heart, after all, he has lived with humans for too long.

"I also want to reduce your burden. When I am not here, Merry will rely on you alone. If you have another stand-in who is always careful, you will have a lot of hard work, brother." Patting Bilfit's shoulder, Moya knew that he didn't like him to always use the people around him.

There is no way, who made her the dark clan, and she was destined to be a good person.
Chapter completed!