Huh? Are they all real?

After bringing Morn and the girls back to the flagship, the calm and composed Phantom said to Morn in a panic:

"I'll go check on the fleet and arrange accommodation for these children."

After leaving this sentence, she left with the girls in amazement, as if she was fleeing in a panic.

On the deck of the flagship, all the elves stared at the king who finally returned.

There were almost no new generation elves here.

They were all high elves, the guards who had followed the Eternal King.

And the remaining eleven of the twelve golden flower lords were also here.

So they had all seen the Eternal King with their own eyes.

Moen even remembered the names of many people.

And their stories.

Before coming up, Morn himself had not thought that he would still remember these.

Unlike in the Seven Hills, in the Seven Hills, everything Morn could touch would only make him more sentimental.

His friends and everything he was familiar with were gone.

All that was left was the declining Seven Hills.

Under such circumstances, any goodwill left by his friends is like a sharp knife piercing Morn's heart.

The blunted Iron Throne, the guard in the lake

And here, even if he has not returned to the Forest of the Holy Tree, and has not returned to the old capital at the foot of the Holy Tree.

Everything here is so familiar to Morn.

Of course, the most important thing is that the people of that year are still there.

As long as the old people are still in front of you, then where is not your homeland?

So Morn is in a very, very good mood.

Morn is also very glad that after experiencing the Seven Hills, he met an elf who has hardly changed.

Otherwise, if it is in the old continent that must have completely changed, it would be too cruel.

The elves feel endless joy for the return of the king, and so does the king himself.

In the great joy of the elves, Morn walked to a guard in front of him.

Looking at him who has changed back to golden armor.

Morn nodded and smiled:

"You changed it back?!"

Moen remembered that after his "death", the high elves changed the golden armor he specially designed to black.

This was to show his failure and incompetence.

But unexpectedly, they had changed back to their original appearance.

This was also one of the main reasons why Morn felt that nothing had changed.

For the king's voice.

The high elf was almost too excited to speak. After taking a few deep breaths, he suppressed his excitement and said to Morn:

"Yes, Your Majesty, it was Lord Shadow who asked us to change it back. He said that you would be very happy when you see it!"

This sentence made Morn look at the deck behind him.

Shadow was no longer here.

She took the girls to see her temporary room, which was actually not needed at all, because with the speed of the elves, there was no need to rest in the guest room when returning to the Holy Tree Forest.

But whether it was used or not was one thing, and whether there was one was another.

Although the shadow was not on the deck, as a goddess, as the goddess who chose Morn as the king, how could she not know everything on the deck?

So the girl behind her and every elf passing by her saw clearly that the goddess' ears began to tremble slightly again.

Even the goddess hummed a ballad in a low voice.

Everyone knew that this must be related to the king. What the king said made the goddess more and more happy.

However, every time an elf saluted beside her, the shadow would blush slightly in return, and also restrain her behavior in a low voice.

Although it would change back soon.

It seems that the shadow is still the same as before, knowing the king's mind and being able to give perfect cooperation, and having no defense at all, and can escape at any time.

Morn still remembers that once he slept on her legs for an afternoon, he would wake up and see her completely red.

Then, she would trot away quickly, almost steaming, and then reappear beside him the next day.

It was also because her defense was too low. Even if she just rested her head on her knees, she would be so shy that she was about to explode.

So Morn stopped there, unlike Denise.

Denise had no reaction at all. Even if he lifted her skirt, she would only look at him with her head tilted.

There was really no sense of accomplishment.

Denise did everything she wanted according to her own requirements.

She felt no joy, sadness, sorrow, or sorrow.

Although it improved later, it was still a three-no in most cases.

The only time Denise showed intense emotions was when...

I remember it was when the Lionheart died.

The sea was dyed red and the sky was torn apart.

The blood of the king dyed the sea red, and the goddess's wailing tore the sky apart.

Morn, who recalled this scene, looked sideways slightly. After a moment, he raised his head again and smiled at the high elf in front of him:

"Are you still in the Palace of Joy now?"

Now is a festive time, and all the elves are extremely happy.

I can't be so disappointed.

The high elf in front of him was incredulous at the king's question:

"You, you still remember me?!"

Moen laughed:

"Why don't you remember? Alto Zhufeng, grandson of Biluosi Zhufeng, when I was still at the foot of the Holy Tree, you and Gansias were guarding the Palace of Joy."

Moen's answer made the high elf so excited that he didn't know what to say.

He never expected that he would be remembered by the king until now.

At the same time, a high elf next to him couldn't help asking:

"Your Majesty, I'm not in the Palace of Joy, but I'm also a guard of the palace. Do you still remember me?"

This is not to embarrass Moen, it's just a high elf's yearning for the king's recognition.

And in this regard, Moen turned his head and pondered.

In his nervousness and expectation, Moen said regretfully:

"I'm sorry, I,"

Before Moen could continue, the other party showed an expression as if he had fallen from heaven to hell.

After seeing this scene, Moen suddenly laughed:

"Feis Liushui. Guard of the Eighth Team, how could I not remember it?"

The little joke brought the atmosphere to a climax again.

The other high elves were more excited to ask if the king remembered them.

In response, Moon called out their names one by one.

Every name!

After that, Moon looked at the Golden Flower Lords and was slightly surprised.

Why did he remember everyone? !

Before he spoke, he didn't even know what he knew?

This was not the support of the Holy Tree, because the Holy Tree would directly tell him that he did it.

So, Moon looked at his hands.

If there is only one difference, it is that he was promoted from Sequence Nine to Sequence Eight.

As a higher-ranking transcendent, his connection with this world has deepened.

Such changes also made Moon more certain of a guess.

The game may be just a performance.

As Moon saw it, the Golden Flower Lords naturally did not ask Moon if he still remembered them.

They just gathered together and asked seriously how Moon came back.

"Your Majesty, we still remember that terrible day. Even after three epochs, the horrific scene on the chalk wall still makes our hearts tremble."

"After you left, we tried to call you back countless times, but all failed. So can you tell us why you came back?"

They knew very well whether the person in front of them was the king.

This was definitely the king. They could not mistake the monarch they served.

So they were just simply curious about it.

They had held powerful rituals that could even call back gods several times.

That consumed countless resources and time, which was a consumption that even the elves were shocked by.

Although all failed, no elf thought it was a fearless consumption.

It was just that the continuous failures did hit every elf deeply.

The only lucky thing was that the Shadow Sun could not replace the king as the real sun in the hearts of these remnants of the old era.

But at least she really illuminated the new generation.

This let the elves know that hope is still there.

It's just that the Shadow Sun that illuminated the new generation is as dark as ashes in their hearts.

Now, the king is back.

The Shadow Sun will become a truly perfect sun.

The light of the Holy Tree will shine on every elf again.

The era of the elves is back!

In response to their inquiry, Morn smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I just finally came back according to my arrangement, but I'm also sorry for making you wait for so long!"

According to your majesty's own arrangement?

No wonder they couldn't recall your majesty.

It turned out that another recall ceremony had been going on for a long time and had not been interrupted.

Hearing this, all the Golden Flower Lords put down their hanging hearts and curiosity.

At the same time, a Golden Flower Lord standing at the back passed through his companions and came to the king:

"Your Majesty, I must tell you one thing, the thing you told me that year, I made it!"

After saying that, the Golden Flower Lord, who was extremely noble in the eyes of the Archangel, also rarely straightened his chest.

Like a child who was extremely proud of his achievements in front of his elders.

But Morn looked at him strangely.

I remember him, he is indeed a member of the Golden Flower Lords.

But, but, why did I forget his name? !

Obviously, I remember those high elves who are far less familiar to them? !

And, what did I say to him? !

His appearance made Moon feel extremely surprised.

So after a short silence, Moon asked:

"I'm sorry, I forgot what I said to you, and, can I ask your name again?"

The Golden Flower Lord laughed immediately:

"Your Majesty, you are so funny, you, hey? You really don't remember me?!"

As he spoke, he realized that Moon was not joking and froze in his place.

Why was I forgotten? !