Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100-Chapter 391: The situation of Elves
Max's smile faded slightly as he frowned, the question that had been bothering him finally slipping out. "Why did you and your mother come to the Lower Domain in the first place?" he asked, his tone filled with genuine confusion.
The thought had always been strange to him. The Five God Nation — or now, the Four God Nation — was the absolute peak of Planet Acaris. It was where the strongest lived, where legends were born. So why would someone with a powerful bloodline, someone from such a place, come down to the Lower Domain? It didn't make sense.
"I don't know," Alice replied, sighing quietly. "I've asked my mother many times, but she's never told me. She always avoids the question. Even my big brother has no idea. It's like some kind of secret only she knows."
"I see…" Max said, nodding slowly, though the mystery still tugged at his mind. Then his smile returned, gentle and reassuring. "Well, it doesn't matter. Whether you leave before me or after me, we'll still meet there. If you go to the Four God Nation earlier than I do, then I'll come find you. And if I arrive there first… then I'll wait for you."
Alice's eyes lit up with happiness as she smiled brightly and raised her pinky finger toward him. "Then let's promise each other," she said cheerfully.
Max laughed and raised his own pinky, gently hooking it with hers. "It's a promise," he said softly, the moment etched into both of their hearts like a silent vow under the watchful gaze of the full moon.
"Can I have Max for a moment?"
Aelric's voice broke the peaceful silence between Max and Alice. They both turned around and saw him standing a few steps behind them, arms crossed, his expression calm but serious, as if he had been waiting for a while.
"Ah… I just remembered," Alice said quickly, her eyes darting left and right as if looking for an escape. "I need to talk to Big Sis Amelia about something." She gave Max an apologetic smile, clearly flustered, and hurried off before either of them could say a word.
Aelric watched her go and let out a quiet, wry smile. "She's always been good at finding a way out of awkward moments," he muttered before turning his full attention to Max. His expression shifted, the playfulness fading. "Max, I wanted to talk to you about something serious… about the humans on this continent."
Max frowned at that, his brow furrowing. "What's there to talk about?" he asked, already sensing the heaviness in Aelric's tone.
Aelric's face turned grave. "Just a few hours ago, a rumor started spreading across the entire Lost Continent. They're saying… you're an abomination of evil. That the sword you carry is destined to destroy the world."
Max let out a cold sneer, his eyes narrowing with annoyance. "So that's what they're doing now?" he said sharply, shaking his head.
"What, do they think the elves and demons will gang up on me because of this? Is that their plan?" His voice was low, but filled with anger. "I've already challenged the so-called peak geniuses of this continent. I don't care if they're human, elf, or demon — I'll defeat them all. And if they force me… I won't hesitate to kill."
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"I don't know what their real intention is," Aelric replied honestly, his tone serious. "But whatever it is, it's definitely working against you. This rumor… it's spreading fast, and it's poisoning the way people look at you. Did you do something to make them this hostile?"
"Me?" Max raised his brows and scoffed. "What could I have possibly done to make them hate me this much?" he asked, shrugging. But after a short pause, he scratched his head and added casually, "Though I might have done a bit of damage to Envoy Lucas's villa on my way here."
Aelric stared at him for a moment before slowly shaking his head. He knew Max too well. When Max said "a bit of damage," it probably meant the entire place had been wrecked beyond recognition.
"Yeah… that sounds about right," Aelric muttered under his breath, already imagining the chaos Max had left behind.
"Anyway, did you find anything about the elves?" Max asked suddenly, shifting the topic as his mind drifted to the bigger picture.
"Not much," Aelric replied, rubbing the back of his neck. "But from what I've gathered, there are three major factions within the elven race, right? And apparently, all three of them are at odds with each other right now. I don't know the exact details, but I did hear something interesting — every hundred years or so, the elves choose a leader from one of the factions to lead their race in the Lost Continent. And it seems like… the time for that decision is coming up soon."
"I see," Max muttered, nodding slowly as he pieced things together in his mind. His thoughts immediately went to Princess Lenavira. Her strange behavior, her sudden interest in him — it all started to make more sense now.
If there was a power struggle happening within the elves, and leadership was about to shift hands, then her approach might not have been personal… but political. She could be aiming to use him in some larger plan, and while Max wasn't sure yet, this information pointed in that direction.
"Thanks, Aelric. That helps a lot," Max said sincerely, giving him a small nod of appreciation. Then, with a curious look, he asked, "By the way, what floors are you all on in the tower?"
Aelric let out a long sigh, the tension in his shoulders showing just how frustrated he was. "Honestly… we're not doing great," he admitted. "Right now, the peak geniuses of the Lost Continent are already on the tenth floor. But the peak talents from our continent — we're stuck around the fifth floor."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "Our strength still isn't enough to push into the higher levels. Only Alice has made it to the seventh floor, and that's because she's already at the seventh level of the Seeker Rank. The rest of us? We're all hovering around the fourth or fifth floors. It's frustrating, but… the gap is real. They're ahead of us — not just in rank, but in skill and experience too."
Max nodded thoughtfully. He had already sensed that Alice's strength had improved significantly since the last time he had seen her, and it was clear she was growing faster than most.
'It seems her Phoenix Bloodline is really working wonders,' he thought, realizing that her steady rise in power wasn't just due to hard work but also the immense potential hidden within her lineage.
"So," Max said curiously, thinking back to what Aelric mentioned, "you can reach ten floors in the tower depending on the ten levels of the Seeker Rank? Like, Alice is on the seventh floor because she's at the seventh level of Seeker Rank, and the others are stuck on the fourth or fifth floors because they're at those levels?"
"Nah, it's not exactly like that," Aelric replied, shaking his head. "The tower doesn't work in such a strict pattern. It's not like your Seeker Rank level automatically matches the floor you're on. It's more about your overall strength. If you're strong enough, you can theoretically go straight up to the tenth floor, regardless of your level. But—" he paused and let out a breath, "—that's easier said than done."
