In the Name of the Queen

This day seemed as long as a century.

After seeing Anthony off, Roland waited anxiously for the night to fall.

However, the early summer night came very late, and his eagerness made the wait even more tormenting.

After finally waiting until night, he drank several bottles of dark beer and fell asleep under the influence of alcohol.

Opening his eyes in the dream, Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

He hadn't entered the dream of the elf Sif for several days, and her condition was indeed not very good.

Fortunately, his belief in seeing her today was firm enough, and he finally saw her.

The elf Sif sat blankly under the huge golden ginkgo tree, her eyes were scattered and her spirit was listless.

Roland walked quickly, with a smell of alcohol on his body.

Smelling the alcohol, the elf Sif frowned slightly.

Roland was a little embarrassed and found a place to sit a few meters in front of her, trying to keep a distance.

"Sorry, I wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible, so I drank some wine. Since you don't like the smell of wine, I promise not to drink it next time I see you."

"You drank wine?" Elf Sif was a little surprised.

She barely supported her body, took out a delicate green bottle from somewhere under the tree, and handed it to Roland with difficulty.

"This is wine, you smell so bad."

The Elf Sif tried to resist using a more aggressive smell to complain about the smell of wine on Roland.

"Drink it, this is the last stock."

"What will you do if I drink it?" Roland was a little embarrassed.

"The last time I drank was a few epochs ago, and I don't have a body now, so drinking is meaningless to me. You drink it, and I can smell your smell after drinking it, which is also considered indirect drinking."

The Elf Sif said so, and Roland would seem too hypocritical if he didn't drink it.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, and the fragrance of the charming breath of nature came to his face.

Is this wine?

Roland was a little confused. This fragrant smell that went straight into the soul didn't look like wine, but like nectar.

But he soon felt relieved. The ancient elves did have the habit of drinking nectar, and some tree elves could even produce special elf nectar.

Elf nectar was a wonderful thing used by the upper elves to increase the interest between lovers, but it has been lost.

After all, the tree elves have long been extinct.

Looking at the green bottle that looked like a work of art, Roland was even reluctant to drink this glass of wine.

The history you can taste spans millions of years.

The duration of each era is different, but in general, the older the era, the longer it is.

The Chaos Era lasted for billions of years and gave birth to life.

The Gods Era lasted for hundreds of millions of years and gave birth to gods.

The Natural Era lasted for tens of millions of years and gave birth to elves and earth spirits.

The duration of the following eras did not exceed three million years, and the current Magic Era is only tens of thousands of years.

According to the most optimistic estimate, the Magic Era will not exceed ten years.

After that, it will be destruction and restart.

The end of evolution is annihilation, and almost all living things will be wiped out with the restart of the Theia plane.

Unless you become a god or a god's favored one.

The sip Roland drank came from the distant Third Age, spanning more than 700 years.

This is much more powerful than Guojiao 1573.

Fortunately, it was a dream that allowed it to be stored for so long.

After just one sip, Roland completely quit drinking.

He admitted that the elf Sif was still merciful. According to the standards of the elves, the wine brewed by humans now is at a level that even dogs don't drink.

It's really good wine.

Smelling the scent of Roland, the elf Sif's long-lost memory was awakened. She murmured and was completely swallowed by sadness.

She wanted to cry, but no tears fell.

She is just a spirit now, how can a spirit have tears?

What she gave Roland was not wine, but a special nectar. Only by drinking it and brewing it in the stomach can it emit the real taste.

This is the smell of hometown, the taste of the Third Age.

It's a pity that I can never go back.

Although there were no tears, the elf Sif still habitually wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand, lowering her head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Roland, you came to me so eagerly, there must be something wrong, right? Tell me, I am getting less and less awake."

Roland knew that it was not easy for the elf Sif to maintain her body, so he quickly asked: "I remember you mentioned a place called Hell, what is that place, are there all devils there?"

The elf Sif's expression was a little complicated. She thought for a moment and said slowly:

"How should I put it? According to our cognition, they are indeed devils. Their concept of good and evil is different from ours. They do whatever they want without any scruples. They only respect strength"

"And the contract."

The elf Sif added softly: "I didn't stay in Hell for a long time. I barely made ends meet by selling the last of my belongings. Unfortunately, the law enforcer still smelled the smell."

Thinking of that experience, the elf Sif felt a little complicated.

She sighed softly and talked about her experience in Hell.

As a blood elf general, she didn't carry much with her, but the things she carried were very valuable.

The demons of the Netherworld gave her a very fair price, and the money also allowed her to live a decent life after death.

Elf Sif even thought about living in the Netherworld for a long time, but unfortunately she was just dancing on the head of the plane's laws when she was alive. The world did not forget her, and the law enforcers came.

She had no choice but to flee to the Sea of ​​Annihilation.

Speaking of this place, Elf Sif only summed it up in one sentence.

"Complete death, complete annihilation, endless loneliness, a ghost place that even the law enforcers don't want to go to."

The elf Sif jumped into the Sea of ​​Annihilation, and the law enforcer's pursuit order was also cancelled.

Because she was completely dead and could no longer fight.

Normal life entering the Sea of ​​Annihilation is completely dead and can never leave.

Only the scavengers of Hell occasionally go to the Sea of ​​Annihilation to pick up trash.

The elf Sif was removed from reincarnation in the plane of Theia and completely annihilated.

This story has been told before, but there are some details that Elf Sif did not tell.

Speaking the name Hell from Roland's mouth awakened the dusty past that the elf Sif had experienced.

She didn't notice that Roland took the opportunity of listening to the story to cleverly ask about the situation in the underworld.

She was really tired and needed rest.

Before she fell asleep, Roland asked softly: "What are the belongings you sold?"

"Natural Bracelet."

After saying this, Elf Sif fell asleep again.

Looking at her peaceful face, Roland was thoughtful.

Elf Sif is like a machine without energy input. Every time it is started, it consumes precious energy and will run out sooner or later.

Unless replenished.

A hell devil who keeps his contract? It's really interesting.

No, we shouldn’t call them devils, they are free people of the Netherworld.

This is what they call themselves.

This is normal. Who wants to be called a devil? Even the devil himself is not happy.

Looking at Elf Sif's perfect sleeping face, Roland felt a little more pity in his heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of half of her flawless feet exposed. Roland took a few steps closer and picked up the hem of her skirt to cover her up.

When covering the skirt, Roland's hand "accidentally" touched the delicate skin.

His expression changed instantly.

Elf Sif is a spirit body. Although she can see her body, when she touches it, she goes directly through it.

Only Yuzu is different.

Not only is it a real entity, it even has a temperature.

Neither hot nor cold, 33.3℃.

The standard body temperature of the elves.

Lower body temperature brings low metabolic rate, which makes the elves live long and lazy.

But this is not the point. The point is why the jade feet of the spiritual body have a normal temperature? !

Roland bit his lip and lifted up his skirt while the elf Sif was sleeping.

The perfect pair of snow-white feet lay quietly.

Other than that, it's empty.