To those who saw my previous actions, it was akin to purging a race of Dark Elves into the realm of the dead.
The only difference is whether they died in agony or simply died. There's no grudge between us; it's simply the Goddess of Nature's desire to meet them face to face.
Sluuurp...
While drinking a fresh cup of tea, I stared at the old Dryad who was sitting restlessly in front of me.
The Tree of Life seed patted her stiff shoulder, as if to calm the old Dryad who was shocked after seeing the slaughter of the Dark Elf race before her eyes.
Again, it was not a massacre.
It was a manifestation of the love and affection of the Goddess of Nature, who cared for the Dark Elf race. After they disappeared for a long time and returned to exist, then forgotten their Goddess, it could be said that "purge" was the quickest way to bring them back to worshiping the Goddess of Nature.
