The Paranoid Elf Queen Turned Me Into Her Sister

8 – The Vibe’s Too Strong

Using the butterfly hairpin to cast Divine Analysis on herself had brought Teresa tremendous shock.

She had never heard of any Divine Analysis being so detailed that it even included suggestions.

Divine Analysis was, at its core, an analysis based on knowledge and experience accumulated by predecessors.

The data and text displayed came from the database of the Sea of Sages.

To a certain extent, this could be considered the wisdom of the sages.

Then wouldn’t this “suggestion” also count as a recommendation from the sages themselves?

That was no small thing.

After all, the knowledge stored in the Sea of Sages was static, but suggestions were dynamic.

[Blade of Destruction and Creation: Sacred Oblivion]?

She had never heard of such a name.

But with a name that long, it had to have at least some background, right?

At the very least, the flair should match the name.

Casting Divine Analysis on herself had provided quite a bit of information.

The blade-like mark on her face was caused by her body absorbing a weapon called [Sacred Oblivion].

Once the weapon was fully absorbed, the mark would vanish.

After that, she would undergo a qualitative transformation—her Divine Maiden Awakening.

This body had the potential to become a Divine Maiden? …Well, that made sense.

Divine Authority was inherited through bloodlines from gods.

Golden Elves, as the closest elven subrace to the Elven God, naturally possessed Divine Authority.

“Teresa…?”

So that was this body’s name?

For some reason, as she whispered the name, Teresa felt a strange familiarity.

Even though this was the first time she had ever seen the name, it didn’t feel foreign to her—It was as if… that was her name all along.

Ah! Why would she think that? Could the pointy-ear have cast some kind of cognitive spell on her?!

Was all of this the work of the hairpin? …Then what would happen if she used the hairpin’s Divine Analysis to analyze the hairpin itself?

Teresa shifted her gaze toward the butterfly accessory beside her temple.

Item Name: [Golden Chalice Butterfly Ornament of the Fairy Goddess]

Item Description: Created by the Elf Progenitor God.

An heirloom of the Golden Elf clan.

Once worn by the Elven Progenitor and the Elf War Goddess.

Durability: Slightly worn

[Item Function:

Randomly raises one of the user’s abilities to “Legendary.”

Golden Chalice Gacha.]

This thing used to belong to the Elven God?

Wait a second—what’s a “Golden Chalice Gacha”?

Teresa tapped the related keyword—And immediately, a scene full of déjà vu appeared before her.

Special Offer! Artisan-Class Weapon [Cobalt Crosslance] Limited-Time UP!

First 10-pull guarantees at least Artisan-class gear, alchemy items, or enchantments!

Bonus: One Roaring Alchemy Flask per 10-pull! Guaranteed featured weapon in 150 pulls!

…What the heck.

Wasn’t this just like the gacha games she played in her previous life?!

It even had pity guarantees!

The familiarity was so strong that Teresa almost thought she had opened that mobile game called Terrible-Dog again and entered the summoning screen.

Ah, no slander intended—She nearly forgot that Terrible-Dog didn’t have pity systems.

Who would've thought that even after transmigrating, she’d still run into this kind of local specialty from back home.

The vibe was just too strong.

Even more surprising—The otherworld version of Terrible-Dog was better than the Blue Star version!

At least this one had pity pulls.

You wouldn’t end up bankrupt and still staring at worthless fodder.

That’s surprisingly user-friendly?

Teresa thought the huge “LIMITED UP” label was already strong enough—But below that, there were also countdowns like “XX more pulls until guaranteed featured item,” and buttons labeled “Single Pull” and “Ten Pulls.”

There was even a redemption screen.

Every pull gave one shard.

Accumulate enough, and you could trade them for items.

Teresa skimmed the item list.

Most required ten shards minimum.

The cheapest was something called a “Low-grade Substitute Doll.”

Nope. This déjà vu was way too strong.

She glanced at the summon icon—a round token resembling a casino chip.

Sure enough, she had zero of them.

One hundred and fifty pulls just to hit pity—Who the hell could afford that?

Only whales with credit cards or hyper-grinders from her old world could hit that guarantee.

She had just arrived in this world.

She didn’t even know how to get the tokens.

Hoping to hit something was just a dream.

She looked at the artwork of the featured [Cobalt Crosslance], Then at the label: “Artisan-Class Weapon.” Her heart burned with desire.

On the continent of Kaleburn, weapons were roughly divided into several ranks—Scrap metal with no grade, Common-grade, Elite-grade, Warlord-grade, Artisan-grade, and Heavensmith-grade.

Above that, there were the five Legendary Relics forged by the God of Smithing using World Crystals.

Warlord and Artisan-class weapons formed the dividing line—Everything below belonged to the realm of mortals.

Everything above belonged to the realm of gods.

The key difference was enchantments.

Weapons below Artisan-class weren’t enchanted.

So regardless of how tough or sharp they were, they couldn’t stand up to Divine Authority.

Only Artisan-class and above gave you a fighting chance against Divine Maidens.

At least they could actually injure them.

If she had an Artisan-class weapon, her combat power would skyrocket.

Wait, no—She wasn’t a Divine Maiden.

She was just a powerless Divine Child.

What good would a weapon do her?

Single Pull (Once per week, first two pulls free)

Free?! There's a freebie?

Teresa blew on her small hands, rubbed them together, eyes sparkling with stars—and tapped Single Pull.

A charm pouch popped open—a glowing white card shot out, lighting up Teresa’s stiff little face.

First pull: white light.

Even in another world, she was still cursed with poor luck?!

As the white light faded, a slim alchemy vial filled with clear liquid appeared in her hand.

At the bottle’s neck was an ornate silver pin etched with a star pattern.

Somehow, it didn’t feel like a complete waste.

What the heck was this?

Teresa used Divine Analysis on the alchemy potion in her hand.

Item Name: Blindness Potion

Item Category: Alchemy Potion

Effect: Remove the silver pin at the top and throw the vial.

Releases a burst of powerful white light that temporarily blinds enemies.

…Yo, this was literally a flashbang!

With a design like that, it was hard not to believe the alchemist who created this was a fellow transmigrator.

Holding the long vial that needed two hands to grip, Teresa pouted gloomily.

Seriously—what was she supposed to do with this thing?

She wasn’t breaching A-doors.

They might as well have given her a stamina potion instead.

Unsatisfied.

Annoyed.

The golden-haired loli puffed out her cheeks.

Eyes gleaming with reckless energy, she tapped Single Pull again.

This time, she finally got something good—A burst of purple light exploded from the charm pouch.

And when she saw the item that appeared in her hands—Teresa’s jaw dropped wide open.