Chapter 132. The Story of the Wall

“Over a century ago, when the great religious war still raged and the fields of both the sun and moon worlds were littered with bodies of soldiers and civilians alike, humans suffered a great deal of loss,” Margaret started, staring down at her cup of tea, watching the steam as it rose and diffused into the surrounding air, permeating it with its herbal aroma.

Alethea and Muriel sat on opposite ends of the round table, also holding white ceramic teacups, listening to Margaret’s story.

“The Supernaturals who worshiped the sun god went from village to village and from town to town, slaughtering humans and weaker Supernaturals who worshiped the moon goddess, and the Supernaturals who worshiped the moon goddess did the same, all while humans killed themselves whenever they crossed paths. During the war, the most revered Supernaturals were the twin elven brothers, lords of Argyron Chrysalis—Eiraeth and Althaeon.

The elven brothers were ambitious rulers of the elven king