"A normal elf of your age, if well-nourished, needs only an hour of rest each day, and after reaching adulthood, sleeping once a month will suffice," Furris said.
Mu Ying somewhat believed her, as she indeed was malnourished and might really need the help of these elves: "Then I'll allocate a sub-camp for you to manage!"
"Yes!" Furris presented a ring with both hands, "This ring was specially ordered for you by the royal court, it is a symbol of your identity. If you are killed, this ring will mark your enemy, and the Elf Clan will pursue the matter to the end. This is also a space ring, inside of which is the growth fund prepared by the royal court for a Divine Descendant, and only your blood can recognize and open it."
Mu Ying accepted the ring and saw that on the inside, in Elf Language, it was engraved with 'The Thirty-Seventh Pure-blooded Goddess Mu Ying'."
"How many children does Lord Correlon have?" Mu Ying asked, at a loss for words.
