God seal

"Miss Lisibetin."

The god attendant who led the way pointed the way for the girl.

"Before the banquet starts, you can take a rest here. When the time comes, I will arrange someone to notify you."

In front of Ronnie Lisibetin was a garden villa covering a large area. Standing outside the flower garden of the villa, one could see the gentlemen and ladies walking and talking in low voices inside.Roni recognized that these people were nobles from all over the world, but she didn't see the one she wanted to see.

During the few days of her stay in the Holy City, Ronnie also inquired a lot of news. Like everyone else, she also cared more about the "His Royal Highness" who was picked up by the head of the Holy Knights and took special care of her.That His Highness is different from the nobles who came to the Holy City because they had nowhere to go. He is the most powerful second heir to the throne of the Human Empire.When Yvonne brought him back, there was a sudden stir in the upper circles of Iranpur City, causing people to speculate about the relationship between "His Royal Highness" and the holy city.

"Is everyone here?" The girl asked casually.

"Yes. If there is nothing else, then I—" God Attendant tilted his head slightly, expressing his meaning with movements.

Roni didn't wait for him to finish, but said directly: "But I don't seem to have seen the legendary Prince His Royal Highness."

An impatience arose in the servant's heart, he thought that a down-and-out nobleman from some remote town would have no manners, and even insist on chasing after him for information that he shouldn't ask for.He was about to send Ronnie off with two or three simple sentences, but the violet-haired girl suddenly pulled out her long sword and cut off a blooming rose in the flowerbed.

"Sorry." The girl put away the sword, and lightly twisted a sword flower, "I just saw an ugly caterpillar clinging on the petal, and I was disgusted for a moment."

She picked up the rose that had fallen on the ground, shook the dust off it, and looked at the corpse of the caterpillar that had been split in half and was oozing pus.

"No one likes to see beautiful and pure things defiled. However, it is better to ask someone to clean it up. After all, the Holy City is not supposed to be a place where filth is hidden. Do you think so?"

The servant couldn't help but shivered, and the perfunctory answer he wanted to say was subconsciously replaced by the truth.

"His Royal Highness Redwig has been unwell for the past few days and is resting. He must not be able to attend tonight's banquet with you."

Ronnie frowned.

"Physical discomfort, is it a disease that can't be cured by the magic of the Temple of Light?"

"It's just a little cold." The servant didn't want to say any more, "Then, I'll take my leave first."

Ronnie watched the servant walk away, but did not let go of her frown.She thought of the rumors that have been widely circulated in the holy city in the past few days-Ledeweisi has the support of the Temple of Light and wants to compete with the first crown prince of the empire. He is staying in the holy city now to reserve strength, and at the same time Prevent the crown prince who got the news from assassinating him.

The beacon of the second war of gods has just been ignited, and the threat of "magic addiction" has not faded away, and the earthly kingship of human beings has such a collusion with the Holy City again.Roni remembered the mission Sarandeer had entrusted to her before she left, and couldn't help stretching out her fingers to press the center of her eyebrows.

Why did she accept this job on a whim? I don't know if it's too late to go to Salanduil to regret it?

Searle staggered and almost fell off the stone wall. Archie followed behind him, watching this scene in disbelief.

"What are you thinking?" the mage apprentice said, "I almost witnessed the first elf in the world who fell to his death just now!"

Searle's old face was slightly red. Of course he was embarrassed to say that he was thinking too much and wanting to be distracted, but he just avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "Instead of worrying about me, you should be careful about your own feet. The stone on your right foot is loose, step on it firmly You just fall."

Archie quickly changed a place to settle down, while carefully observing whether there were other dangers.

"Did those black guys grow wings? Walking on this stone is like walking on flat ground." At the same time, he didn't forget to complain about the guys who led the way in front, but left them behind.

"They have to get used to the environment here, otherwise they can't survive." Searle said casually, but quietly reached out and touched the vial on his chest. When he turned over the stone wall just now, this bottle suddenly scalded him, making him Can't help being distracted and almost had an accident.

Master Frans said that what was in the bottle was Bethien's soul fragments, so could the strange behavior just now be what Bethien was reminding him of?

As Searle was thinking this, the abyssal elves (Searle's name for them temporarily) who were leading the way suddenly turned back.

[Please be careful. 】

The handsome white-haired elf suddenly took Searle's hand and gently pushed him down.Before Searle figured out what to be careful of, he heard Archie yelling "Oops" behind him.When he turned around, he saw the mage apprentice pitifully squatting on the ground holding his head, as if he had hit an invisible obstacle in mid-air.

"Damn it," Archie said, "there's a trap here, why didn't anyone warn me?"

Searle glanced at the abyss elf who carefully pulled him to avoid obstacles, and the other party returned him with a friendly smile. Searle thought about it, but still didn't tell Archie the truth.

"Follow them, you should be able to avoid the trap." That's all he could remind.

In the end, under the guidance of the guide, one person and one elf escaped various traps such as invisible stone walls, canyons with hidden arrows, and poisonous swamps, and arrived at the residence of the abyssal elves.

Although it can be seen that the abyssal elves have done a good job of defending their homeland, Searle is not very happy.They are so vigilant, which means that there are enemies worthy of their nervousness.

The living environment of the abyssal elves is not optimistic.

【Horna! 】

[Horna. 】

However, Searle, who only thought so in the last moment, almost overturned his conjecture in the next moment.When he saw the dense white-haired elves all over the canyon, half kneeling on the ground and shouting the name of the goddess of nature to him, his thoughts stopped for a while.

Everyone's calls echoed in the canyon, lingering in Seer's ears for a long time.

Archie swallowed, and popped his head out from behind him.

"If I'm not mistaken..." The mage apprentice and Searle glanced at each other, "There are at least tens of thousands of people here."

From one mountain to another, there is a canyon in the middle, but every stone wall is full of people kneeling.The abyssal elves just knelt down to Searle and stood up, as if they had just completed an important ceremony.

"When the sea of ​​trees was the largest, how many elves were there?" Archie asked.

"Five thousand... In the past hundred years, this number has never been exceeded."

However, there are more than ten thousand mutant elves living in the lost continent of Summer of the Abyss.This made Ser, who was just worried about their living environment, have the illusion of being swollen.

[The heir to the crown. 】

A passage was opened on the crowded mountain road, and an elderly female elf with lines in the corners of her eyes passed over the other companions and came over.

She didn't call Thur as "Horna" like others, but told the real name of Thur and the elven crown in his hand.

【Are you the heir to the Elf King of the Western Continent, my child. 】

Ser met the elder's benevolent gaze, and noticed with some depression that although her hair was also white, her eyes were the same emerald color as the elves in the sea of ​​trees.Although her skin is also dark, it is much lighter than the surrounding abyssal elves.

【you……】

Searle had a guess in his mind.

The older female elf smiled and greeted him.

[It's been a thousand years since we last met, but the Sea of ​​Trees is thriving under Gryffindor's rule? 】

Gryffindor, that was the real name of Sir's father, the Elven King, before he succeeded to the throne.Searle was in a trance for a while, and finally remembered to answer the greetings of the elder who was over a thousand years old.

【Father has responded to Eli's call and went to the Kingdom of God. 】

He stepped forward, and after obtaining the other party's permission, he gently raised her hand, and put his forehead on the back of the other's hand.

【Thank you for your greetings, you are...】

[You can call me Horan.Before the Eastern Continent sank, I was the representative of the Goddess of Nature, the queen of all the elves in the Eastern Continent. 】

Horan sighed slightly.

【Even Gryffindor can't avoid the doomed fate?It seems that the Western Continent is about to follow in our footsteps. 】

Searle raised his head sharply.

"what did you say?"

Because he was so excited, he even forgot to use the ancient elf language for this sentence.

The Elf Queen Horan didn't answer him. She looked at Seer, who looked completely different from the abyss elves, and thought of another part of the tribe whose temperament had changed drastically due to the erosion of the abyss.I can't help but lament whether the decision I made to turn the tide back then was right or wrong.

[Please come with me. 】

said the queen.

[About a day ago, the Naga caused a change, and the space was once distorted. I think that's why you appeared here. 】

"Naga?" Searle asked, "What is that?"

"I know I know!"

Archie said: "I once watched Mr. Bossian's research. I heard that it is a branch of ancient mermaids. It is lustful, greedy, and has a violent personality. Some people speculate that they are a hybrid of mermaids and demons."

[Naga is a fallen elf. 】

I don't know if the queen understood Archie's words, but her face was not pretty.

[It is our compatriots who are going to the abyss in order to survive. 】

……

The claws of the black mist cling to the edge of the sunken continent. They have no consciousness, but have a shallow consciousness.Searle interrupted their predation just now, and the claws were restless but afraid of his power and did not dare to move rashly.Now it’s hard to wait for Searle to go far away, and the black mist claws are ready to move again, wanting to climb from the edge of the abyss to the sunken continent to hunt and satisfy their primitive desires.

It seems that another ignorant prey is approaching the edge of the sunken continent. The claws are dancing excitedly, and the black mist with an ominous atmosphere is eagerly intertwined, like a huge shadow making the figure of the alone person small.The figure didn't seem to notice the imminent threat, and looked sideways into the distance, contemplating something.

However, the moment the frantically entangled black mist claws touched the figure, the gust of wind died down, and the howling became silent. The black mist couldn't even get close to each other. It was devoured silently, without even a trace of strength to resist.

When the figure looked back from afar, there was only an insignificant breeze blowing past his ears, gently caressing his hood.

Under the hood was a head of long golden hair.

The author has something to say: Note: The Naga setting comes from Indian mythology and is taken from "Warcraft", with some changes.

Reunion in the next chapter.