The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World Chapter 603- Revival of the World Tree & Aurelian (2)

During this period, no one dared to claim or disturb him.Today was the day Melissa claimed him for herself, and it was not easily achieved. With the entire city immersed in a festive mood, a unique day where all the girls vied for a spot in the night's celebrations.However, Melissa countered them with irrefutable arguments."Is that so?" Though Reinhardt was unaware of their arrangement, he could infer its nature.While he enjoyed the company of multiple women, he found tranquil nights like this, sharing intimacy with just one woman, quite agreeable.A short while later, the intimate sounds of their coupling began to fill the room.It was then...A knock echoed from his door. Reinhardt and Melissa, entwined on the bed, paused their movements.Reinhardt’s gaze turned to the door with a frown, his member still within Melissa. She, in turn, tensed beneath him.Who would be seeking him out at such an hour?Unlike Melissa, Reinhardt remained unfazed, his mind already discerning the visitor’s identity.He simply hadn't anticipated their arrival at this specific time.The door was knocked again, and a voice called out from the other side."Lord Reinhardt, this is Elina. Forgive my intrusion at this late hour, but I have urgent news for you."The visitor was none other than Elina, the skilled elven marksman."Let us pause our activities for now," Reinhardt said, slowly withdrawing from her and beginning to dress.After consuming a glass of wine, he donned a robe and opened the door.Precisely as announced, Elina stood there, entirely alone."Enter," he stated, turning away without waiting for her assent.Elina's face flushed. Reinhardt and Melissa had not exerted themselves to keep their voices down, allowing her to overhear their activities.As Elina stepped into the room, her complexion deepened to a vivid crimson.The palpable scent in the air, the disheveled state of the bedroom, and the suggestive glow of the candle all spoke of the passion that had unfolded within.Elina’s gaze drifted from the room to the bed. There, amidst the rumpled silk sheets, lay Melissa, her body glistening with sweat and partially uncovered.The room's warmth seemed to concentrate into the thick, unmistakable aroma of intimacy that washed over her.Reinhardt paid no mind to Elina’s wandering eyes. He casually sat on the edge of the bed and addressed her."What is it, Elina? What crucial matter requires my attention that could not wait until morning?"Suppressing her discomfiture, Elina replied with a serious tone."It concerns Cecilia. I spoke with her regarding the songs passed down from the royal family, which she is unaware of."Reinhardt knitted his brows, struggling to grasp the situation's severity. Lacking an elven heritage, he couldn't fully comprehend the significance of songs to their people."What do you mean?" Though his expression remained neutral, the atmosphere around him shifted subtly.Elina elaborated, "When I discussed tomorrow’s preparations with Cecilia, she mentioned... her mother never taught her any songs, not a single one.""Are these songs truly so vital?"Elina paused before meeting his gaze, her voice imbued with utmost gravity."The songs of the elves are more than mere melodies. They represent identity. They define who we are... and our origins. They carry the echoes of our ancestors. They are our history, rendered immortal."Her words held a profound resonance. Reinhardt narrowed his eyes slightly. While their cultural obsession with songs was somewhat alien to him, he recognized that every race possessed deeply cherished values.For the elves, these were their songs.But this was not the core issue. The true problem lay in..."Cecilia requires her ancestral songs to restore the World Tree," Elina clarified."To awaken the World Tree," she continued, "the High Elf must sing. It is the ritual by which the Priestess communions with the tree. While my knowledge is limited, my clan’s lore speaks of ancient elven priestesses singing to the World Tree.""What?"This was indeed a grave matter, explaining Elina's urgent visit.It seemed that despite acquiring all necessary materials and the individual required to revive the World Tree, the latter lacked certain essential qualifications."What if we attempt to plant the seed without them? Can the World Tree not be revived without the song?""Without them?" Elina lowered her gaze. "The chances... are exceedingly slim."It was not an impossibility, but the possibility was close to negligible."I see..."For a moment, silence enveloped the room. Even Melissa remained quiet, observing their exchange intently without any significant movement.

Since the conventional approach proved ineffective, an alternative method became necessary.

"As it is a song, perhaps you could teach her the melodies of your tribe?" Reinhardt inquired, directing his gaze toward Elina.

"I..." The latter hesitated briefly, then proceeded to shake her head.

"It isn't that straightforward. Lineages possess distinct characteristics. The royal song... it holds a unique authority, a resonance, something more profound."

With a gesture toward herself, she continued.

"The songs passed down in my lineage are not identical. They might not suffice. Most importantly, the royal family's songs incorporate the names of our ancestors who previously established a connection with the World Tree."

"So, that's how it is," Reinhardt reflected internally.

He neither entirely discarded the notion nor admitted defeat. Having come this far and completed all the necessary preparations, he had no intention of retreating now.

Elina observed him, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features for a moment. After a pause, she spoke again.

"Even so... I will make an attempt."

Reinhardt gave a nod. "That is sufficient."

He chose not to impose excessive pressure on her, opting instead to allow fate to unfold.

Naturally, he would intervene if the situation demanded it.

Despite the gravity of the matter, Reinhardt was not excessively concerned.

Asterius, the Spirit King, had guaranteed that the World Tree in his realm could be revitalized. The latter would not send him on a futile quest.

The Spirit King must have been cognizant of this issue as well. Yet, despite this, he offered Reinhardt his assurance. This implied that a solution existed.

"Do not fret; it will eventually resolve itself one way or another."

Reinhardt's reassuring words eased Elina's expression. The World Tree's revival was of immense significance to the elves.

It was not merely their deity but also the very source of their power.

With their discussion concluded, an awkward silence descended upon the room. Reinhardt noted Elina's continuous fidgeting, her restless shifting, and the subtle glances she cast toward Melissa, who was atop his bed.

Earlier, Elina had been too hurried to report to Reinhardt, not fully considering other implications.

However, now that their conversation was finished, she finally recognized the intimate space she had inadvertently entered.

Reinhardt observed Elina, a playful smile gracing his lips.

"Well, the important matters are settled. yet you remain here. And you seem... uneasy."

Startled, Elina's face flushed deeply. "I-I am not..."

"You are," Reinhardt interjected, his tone lighthearted.

"Tonight marks my peerage celebration. The formalities have concluded, and we were in the midst of the true festivities. Since you are already present and appear preoccupied, why not stay and join us?"

The question lingered in the air, a surprisingly bold and audacious invitation.

Melissa, reclining on the bed, was taken aback. This was the night she had intended to have Reinhardt entirely to herself, having even fended off rivals for this very purpose.

That being said, she was not entirely against the idea. She was, after all, growing a little weary. Perhaps Elina could occupy her place for a short while.

Nevertheless, her gaze continued to shift between Elina and Reinhardt, a deep, unspoken curiosity evident.

Melissa believed she was aware of all the women Reinhardt was close to, yet today presented a new contender.

And judging by the way Elina looked at Reinhardt, her womanly intuition suggested this was more than a fleeting encounter.

Join you in celebrating properly? Elina stood frozen, her emotions unreadable.

"I was just kidd-" Reinhardt began, intending to retract his statement. However, even he was unprepared for Elina's acceptance of his offer.

The embarrassment on her face did not dissipate but transformed, merging with a bold resolve. She took a step forward and spoke in a soft yet clear voice.

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Melissa's lips parted in astonishment, then curved into a knowing smirk. She let the sheet slide down slightly, revealing more of her neck and cleavage.

"Make yourself comfortable."