My Love Debts Are Everywhere!-Chapter 587: The Past of the First Elder and the Serious Problems Afflicting the Elven Race

"What? You used to be the lover of Demon Emperor Amon Crimson?" Leon was stunned, barely able to believe what he had just heard.

The First Elder nodded slowly. "Back then..."

She then began to recount everything in detail.

Leon didn't interrupt. He listened closely, and the longer the story went on, the more shocked he became.

After about ten minutes, the First Elder finally finished her tale. By then, Leon had a much clearer picture of what had truly happened in the past.

"Hiss... So Demon Emperor Amon Crimson was actually a man of culture!" Leon took a deep breath, clear amazement on his face.

At first, he thought Amon had only one wife—the World Tree Spirit.

But apparently, that wasn't the case. He had two wives, and one of them was the very woman now sitting in front of him.

Yet, that wasn't even the most shocking revelation. What truly left Leon stunned was that the First Elder was the first Elf Queen.

Yes—the Elf Queen, the supreme ruler of the Elven Race during the era when the war between the races and the Evil God reached its height... a war that ultimately resulted in the Evil God's defeat.

This meant that every Elf Queen who succeeded her—including the current ruler, Zelda—was a direct descendant.

And, as a result, they all shared Amon Crimson's bloodline!

"Damn! I didn't expect something like this..." Leon muttered under his breath, trying to steady his racing heart. "So, Liliana and Zelda are... distant relatives?"

Everything was beginning to make sense. He finally understood why Miranda had once said the Elven race was the least likely to oppose him.

It turned out there was a secret of this magnitude behind it all.

As shocking as it was, this news was actually a positive development.

With the blood connection between Liliana and Zelda, fostering a relationship between the Elven and Demon races would be far easier in the future.

The more pressing concern now was the other races, but that could wait. His immediate focus was resolving issues within the Elven race first.

"Thank you for the explanation, First Elder. I didn't expect such a big secret," Leon said with a soft sigh.

He picked up his teacup and took a sip, attempting to clear his thoughts.

The First Elder chuckled softly. "I expected this reaction. After all, only a small fraction of elves are aware of this."

Her gaze fell on the portrait of Amon Crimson, filled with love and longing.

Just looking at it, Leon could feel the depth of the First Elder's feelings for the Demon Emperor.

"By the way, Fated One..." The First Elder's eyes returned to him. "I know you must have many questions. Since you've come this far, tell me what's on your mind. I'll do my best to help. After all, that's what I've lived for until now."

Leon understood the implication of her words, his eyebrows raising slightly.

However, he suppressed his curiosity and voiced his concerns.

"First Elder, what I need to understand is my purpose in coming to the Elven race. Does it have something to do with the World Tree, which is now being corrupted by the dark power of the Evil God?"

Although he had already learned about the situation from Miranda and Zelda, Leon still sought guidance and a solution.

And the most fitting person to offer him direction was the First Elder.

The First Elder gave a small nod, then explained, "Yes, you are correct. Your arrival is indeed tied to the salvation of the World Tree. You may have heard from Zelda, or even Miranda, that the World Tree has been tainted—both from within and without—by the dark power left behind by the Evil God long ago."

"The World Tree's source of vitality has been severely damaged, suffering fatal blows. It has now weakened to only eighty percent of its former strength. If this continues, the situation will only worsen. It's not an exaggeration to say that the Elven race, along with the fairies living in this land, will either be wiped out or fall under the control of the Evil God."

When the First Elder mentioned Miranda's name, Leon's expression shifted in surprise.

However, given the closeness between the dragon ancestor and Miranda, it wasn't too surprising that the First Elder also had a close relationship with her.

After all, the First Elder had been the second wife of her former master.

Leon's attention was drawn to the words "fall under the control of the Evil God," and he realized that something significant had happened within the Elven race—something he hadn't known about.

"First Elder, could you clarify what it means to 'fall under the control of the Evil God'?" Leon asked, narrowing his eyes and adopting a serious expression.

The First Elder took a slow sip of her tea. Despite her age, every movement she made carried an elegance that seemed untouched by time.

"The World Tree is everything to the Elven race. It's our home, our place of worship, and our source of life. The vitality it radiates is the foundation for all the creatures that live here," she explained quietly. Her expression darkened as she continued, "But since the dark power's emergence, significant changes have begun. The air we breathe no longer carries the purity it once did."

"The streams that flow through the roots of the World Tree are now tainted with dark energy. Anyone who drinks from them will gradually be affected—their spirits and bodies weakened, their thoughts clouded, and their minds slipping into confusion."

"The effect isn't immediate, but it's slow and insidious. Left unchecked, the dark forces will overpower the body, and in the end, the person will lose all consciousness."

"Many elves have been affected... and they've all become Dark Elves. Slaves of the Evil God, their minds are completely controlled by darkness. They now live outside the protective barrier of our lands. But every so often, they launch brutal attacks, causing us great losses."

After finishing, her face grew troubled, and a deep sadness filled her eyes.

Due to her age, she could no longer directly help the Elven race confront this calamity.

All she could do was wait for the arrival of the Fated One and offer him guidance.

Fortunately, that figure had finally arrived. At least now, she could feel a sense of relief and calm.

Leon's expression darkened as he listened to her explanation.

He had anticipated that his journey to the Elven race wouldn't be without challenges, that many obstacles would lie ahead.

However, he hadn't expected the situation to be this dire.

Dark Elves... A term he had only encountered in novels from his past life. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

But it seemed they were real—only they weren't allies but slaves to the Evil God's dark power.

"Tsk! As expected... the task of the Fated One won't be easy," he muttered to himself.