God seal

"nice weather."

The young elf with a short bow on his back crossed the Aixi River lightly, and greeted his companions behind him.

"Come here, Taya!"

Taya bared her fangs at him, and made a few vertical leaps to the other side of the river.It walks gracefully by the river, from time to time it glances at the elves with its golden eyes, and makes a comfortable purr in its throat.

As a trial for adulthood, Feixi was assigned a task of patrolling the banks of the Aixi River. Only when he patrolled smoothly for a month without making any mistakes, could he become a warrior recognized by the tribe.Physi attaches great importance to this trial, and every time she patrols, she will bring her animal companion, Taya the cheetah.

At the age of one hundred and one, Feixi, who was just a fledgling druid, chose Taya at a glance.Now he is 150 years old, he is a grown man, and Taya is also in his 50s, which has already exceeded the lifespan of a cheetah, but because of the life contract signed with Physis, this agile and strong cheetah , is still very healthy.

Taya is very smart, it knows what Fisy's mission is, and as a partner loyally helps Fissy to complete the trial.Sometimes, looking at the serious appearance of the cheetah patrolling the river, Feixi couldn't help but wonder, in fact, it is enough to let Taya come to this trial, he is simply superfluous.

The cheetah's body movements suddenly changed.

"what happened?"

The muscles of Taya's limbs swelled, and she made a posture that could throw down the enemy at any time. With a threatening grunt in her throat, she stared closely at the front.

Feixi put the arrow on the bowstring and shouted nervously, "Who is it!"

The Sea of ​​Elven Trees has never been penetrated to this depth by outsiders. There are Druids' oak forests and shrubbery forests on the outside. It's hard for Feixi to imagine how powerful the enemy is to break into this place!

His hand holding the shortbow began to sweat finely. Fei Xi wanted to let Taya go back and inform her companions, while she stayed here to block the enemy's footsteps.His arrow was about to leave the string, but Taya beside him gradually relaxed his guard. The cheetah closed its teeth, and its tail began to wag easily again.This time, the purring sound from its throat turned out to be coquettish.

Feixi looked at Taya in disbelief, feeling astonished as if she had been betrayed!

"Taya?"

"Physy."

There was a shout from the edge of the bush, and then a familiar figure stepped out.

"It's me." Estes looked at the young elf, "Fici, are you patrolling the Assi River today?"

"Esthers?"

Companions who are familiar with the Elven Crown Prince always call him by his first name, and Fei Xi is no exception.The moment he sees the long-lost crown prince, he puts down his bow and forgets everything.

"Where did you go? Do you know how worried everyone is about you! If His Majesty didn't allow it, we would have sent a small team out to find you."

Estes still had some guilt, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face changed.

"Why not?" He was like a troubled adolescent son, "What did father say?"

"Your Majesty said..." Feixi thought for a while, but still said honestly, "'Running away from home is his own fault, why did you bring him back?' That's probably what he meant."

Of course, the elf king would not speak too bluntly, but all the elves present at that time could hear the deep meaning in the words - the silly son ran away, don't look for him.Seeing that Estes looked sour, Fei Xi comforted him and said, "Perhaps His Majesty understands your strength, so he won't worry about you."

He doesn't care about me at all!

Estes was about to explode when a hand was lightly placed on his shoulder behind him.

"He is right. Father is not worried about you, partly because he is assured of your strength, and partly because he knows I will bring you back." Searle's words dispelled the dissatisfaction in Estes' heart .Speaking of it, Estes' arrogance and meanness are actually just a disguise, as long as the people he cares about care about him, he can easily peel off this layer of sharp thorns, revealing his soft heart.

However, the Elf King didn't do this, which made Searle very strange, because in his impression, the Elf King was a very competent father.

"You... who are you?"

Fici looked at this group of strangers vigilantly. Although these people seemed to have elven blood, he didn't know any of them except Estes.Wait, who is this silver-haired guy and why does he look familiar?What did he call the Elf King just now...

Before Fici, the cheetah had already recognized Searle first.It put its two front legs on Searle's waist, and its big furry head rubbed against the elf's chest affectionately.Searle recognized it immediately, and said in surprise: "Taya, you have grown up so much! The last time I saw you, you were lying in my palm."

The cheetah grunted against Searle and licked the elf's chin with his tongue, making Searle laugh non-stop.

Except for Fici, the other elves, half-elves, and quarter hybrids present were stunned. Fici had never seen Taya so intimate with anyone, and the others had never seen Searle smile so brightly.

Monte was stunned for a while, and was the first to realize something.He looked at Searle with complicated emotions.

"This is Searle's home."

People who come home are always in a more relaxed mood than elsewhere.

Feixi didn't realize until now: "Ser... Sear? Sarandir! The former crown prince who was driven out of the sea of ​​trees by His Majesty!" He looked at the silver-haired and silver-eyed Sear, not knowing what to pose The expression, mixed with excitement and vigilance, made his handsome face a little distorted.

Estes dissatisfied: "I brought him back myself, you want to drive him out?"

"No, it's not." Fici said, "But that is His Majesty's order after all."

"Don't worry." Searle was the one who rescued the patrolling young elf. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the other side of the Aixi River where a large army had already appeared, "Someone has already gone back to inform your Majesty in advance. And maybe... he knew I was back before anyone else."

The female elf who was always by Estes' side was gone, and after Ser's reminder, Estes remembered that they had been walking together for several months, but he didn't even remember the appearance and name of that female elf at all. , as if she was just a phantom, only appearing when needed.And among the magic mastered by the elves, there is indeed such a kind.

"That's the puppet laid by my father." Estes angrily said, "He didn't send anyone out to find me, but he used the puppet to follow me."

For some reason, Monte and Neil always felt that when he said this, he was more happy and satisfied than angry.

Sel quietly watched those compatriots who were crossing the Aixi River.How long has it been, since he left home when he was young, how long has he not seen these relatives and friends again.At first, they were lingering outside, unwilling to come back, and later they were wandering outside, unable to come back.

A voice is always admonishing him.

[You can't come back yet, Searle. 】

It was the voice that accompanied him every night when he was growing up; it was the voice that blessed him when he left.

When he left, he walked through the towering oak forest, waded the Aisi River flowing with star sand, and stepped into the low bushes; when he returned, he followed the memories, but never heard the farewell call sound.

Seir couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, watching the group of fully armed elves walking towards him across the Aisi River.The first one was not young anymore, even the long-lived elf had fine lines around his eyes.He looked serious and looked at Searle.

"Your Majesty has informed us that there is also news from the druids. We know that you have returned to the Sea of ​​Trees, Sarandir the Outcast."

Searle's hand on his side trembled, and Estes wanted to step forward to say something, but he stopped him.

"As an heir who has failed the expectations of the ethnic group, we shouldn't welcome you." The older elf who spoke looked at Thur, but his sharp eyes suddenly softened, "But as a lost child, welcome home, Thur. "

He jumped off the elk lightly and hugged Searle hard.

"You are no longer the heir to the throne, but you will always be our child."

Searle was very surprised, the red quickly painted his eye sockets, he hugged the elder in front of him almost choked up, buried his head in the other's neck, and didn't want outsiders to see his expression at the moment.

Neil was a little surprised. He didn't expect that after experiencing so many things, these elves were still willing to tolerate Salanduil.Monte thought for a while, but realized that the elves probably never rejected Searle, but the heavy shackles and guilt in Searle's heart separated him from his tribe.

"But isn't it a bit strange?" Monte saw with his own eyes, "There are so many people in front of me, except for this uncle, they seem to be all little ghosts. I think in terms of age, there are not many people who are older than me."

Those elves walking or sitting on their animal companions are indeed very young, and their faces still have obvious childishness.

"And the job of patrolling the border is given to a young kid who has just grown up." Monte glanced at Fei Xi, "What about the rest of the elves?"

The elves are very long-lived, but they hardly see a mature or old elf.Is this related to what Estes said happened in the sea of ​​trees?

The half-elf didn't lower his voice, or he said it deliberately for the elves to hear.

The elder elf who hugged Sear let go of his hand, looked at them, and frowned.

"Those with impure blood."

Neil was a little stiff, but Monte raised his eyebrows provocatively.

"Because you are Searle's companions, I will not hold you responsible for your rude words, but the core of the sea of ​​trees is ahead, and you are not allowed to enter." The elder who seemed a little unkind said coldly, "I Let Feixi and the others watch you, once you cross the Aixi River, what awaits you are arrows and swords."

Searle said in a deep voice: "Uncle Dora!"

"Sorry, Searle, but there can't be any accidents right now." Doragon, the chief guard of the royal court, looked at Searle, and lowered his voice with a wry smile, "Your Majesty has already..."

"The time of the Elf King is numbered!"

In the dark room, someone almost cheered.

"This is the best time to take back what belongs to us at the moment when this old immortal is finally dying!"

"Bethian Olivier, I will send you to do this."