Chapter 87: Frieren

"I have never doubted the existence of gods," the Elven King said softly, "Gods must exist; being unseen does not mean they are absent."

"Everyone says the gods have disappeared," Ilodyer raised an eyebrow, "It seems he is different from the proactive God Of Darkness. He is not fixated on this world."

The Elven King smiled but did not speak.

He lowered his head and kissed Ilodyer's lips, "I love you. No matter if war comes or if Eldoria falls, I just want you to stay by my side."

"I can go to the battlefield with you. Oh, right," Ilodyer said nonchalantly, "of course, there's also Silvanoir. I know he's a bit hungry after just waking up. If Thurin wants to come, I won't mind either."

"Perhaps you've been influenced by the dwarves," the Elven King looked at Ilodyer somewhat melancholically.

Although the diverse personalities of different races made Eldoria's life colorful, crossing racial personalities was indeed somewhat hard to accept.