Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

From a very early time, people on the continent of Feinuo have been full of curiosity about the sun hanging above their heads. That fireball burning forever in the sky has brought warmth and light to the earth, and brought vitality to all things in the world. , People have created many myths and legends around the sun, and the Church of the God of Light also regards the sun as their symbol.

In the period of the demons, there was a mage named Keuafu who couldn't help his inner curiosity and made a magic-driven aircraft, trying to get closer to observe what the sun was. We have no way of knowing how high he flew. But there is no doubt that he is the highest flying person in the history of Fei Nuo Continent. Unfortunately, the scorching heat from the sun defeated him in the end. Keuafu and his aircraft turned into a ball of fire and fell down, burning before landing. Become fly ash.

Although Keu'af failed to explore the secrets of the sun as he wished, this brave spirit of exploring and seeking knowledge is still worthy of admiration and learning from future generations. -- "Feno Continental Encyclopedia·History"

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It is not the first time that the residents of the holy city of Mikalan have seen elves. It is said that the ranger next to Evandel is a very handsome elf, but he always hides his face in the shadow of the hood. Occasionally, the red eyes look at others like a falcon, and most of the time, they avoid the crowd, live in seclusion, and don't want to deal with people other than teammates at all.

So as soon as Kenaseth, who was riding a griffin in military uniform, appeared, he quickly attracted crowds of onlookers. In fact, any slight disturbance will attract crowds of onlookers. I desperately hoped that someone—anyone would be fine—could bring about a little change in the status quo.

The general of the elves patted the griffin's neck reassuringly. Too many humans around made her and the griffin feel a little uneasy.

Fortunately, Evandel came soon after hearing the news. He first patted the neck of the griffin beast: "Meet you again, Kara."

The griffin saluted him with its huge beak.

Kenaseth handed over an envelope: "This is your reply from His Majesty."

"Thanks for your hard work." The mage is not in the mood to pay attention to any etiquette now, so he opened the letter and read it. The elf general said: "You are welcome, Your Majesty asked me to stay and assist you for a while."

Evandel quickly finished reading the brief reply letter. He put away the envelope, and seeing Kenathes' eyes searching the crowd, he told her: "Demons frequently appear in the holy city of Mimi these two days. Near Karan, I sent Alkai to help deal with the demons."

"Hmm." The general of the elves replied with some regret, "Do you need me to do anything?"

"Take Kara to eat something first, I need it to take me to heaven."

People were all amazed at the places where Kenathes led the Griffin beast. In fact, the elves had long since given up trying to domesticate the Griffon beast. The only exception was Kara, who fell down when he was young when he first learned to fly. With its wings broken and abandoned by its parents, it was too young to hunt on the ground by itself, so it could only shiver and huddle in a corner waiting to die.

Evandel picked up this little griffin that was as big as a dog, and the mage who always messes around in strange places will always get some strange rewards. He healed the little griffin's wounds, because the griffin eats Too many and too scary to carry around, so they were handed over to the elves to raise them. Kara, who has never been bullied and has been well fed, has become the only elf on the Feanor continent who is willing to be familiar with Riding a flying griffin.

Of course, Evandel can also ride it. No matter how long the mage has been away, Kara will firmly remember his appearance and smell. Every time Evandel visits the elves, he will ride it for a few laps, To have a heavenly addiction, the last time I gave up because Kara was in heat and went to a distant place to court.

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When the griffin flew to the holy city of Mikalan, Palos was fighting the demons who broke into the world of Feanor a few kilometers outside the city.

The demons that appeared these few times were of the same species as the one they killed at the beginning. Just as Palos was worried, these demons discovered the crack and began to test the way to pass through the crack. Sometimes half of them came over, Sometimes several come over, and sometimes they appear for a while and then disappear suddenly.

The rift at the exit of Feanor's world is moving westward day after day, and it is getting closer and closer to the holy city of Mikalan. The Knights Templar have to deal with the demons that may emerge from the rift at any time. Phils also participated in the battle, anyway, Evandel doesn't need them to guard now.

Palos used to be a model among the younger generation of the Knights Templar, but now he throws away all the discipline and discipline, and doesn't even wear standard armor. Regarding his experience, there are some rumors among the Knights Templar. Not so good news.

But apart from being believers of the God of Light and loyal supporters of dogma, the Templar Knights are also an army after all. The army has always been a place to respect the strong. After seeing how Palos used his superb fighting skills to kill demons, The "Black-armored Templar" quickly became an admirable existence in the hearts of young people. When someone talked about the rumors that Palos violated the teachings, killed his colleagues, and turned against his mentor, they would even be shocked. Some young Templars spontaneously came forward to defend him.

Some of the good brothers who trained with him in the past and got along day and night will come to make friends with him, but Palos is no longer the serious and rigid colleague they are familiar with, but has become silent and gloomy They don't care about people, and they don't even want to live in a tent with them, and they don't participate in routine prayers and worship.

Palos is no longer in the mood to do that. The ceremony is only for people to see, and the gods can't see it. Moreover, it is a bit nondescript to kneel down to worship an idol of the gods as the king of the demons.Anyway, long before he knew his life experience, he had given up his efforts to become an excellent Templar—if the standard of a Templar is to be as fanatical and devout as Kent and the head, without any doubts and hesitation about the dogma if.

Palos just wished he could cling to Evandel all day long, because he always felt that the time they could be together was running out, but he was under tremendous psychological pressure every moment around Avandel, guilt and panic always It is easier to fight with demons than to follow them like a shadow.

It wasn't until the group of them returned to the city to rest in turn that Palos knew that Evandel had taken the griffin to Mount Paragons in the north of the city.

It is a very high mountain, and starting from the top of the mountain can reduce the distance that the griffin needs to fly--the mages suspect that there is something in the air that blocks the sunlight, so it is better to explain why the shadow on the sun is gradually concave The circular shape, so Avondel planned to fly to the sun to take a closer look at what was going on.

After Palos heard this, he couldn't take a break anymore, and impatiently borrowed a horse and was about to go up the mountain. His companions didn't know what kind of madness he was going into. The elf ranger who felt wrong also got on the horse and chased him Well, Phils, who couldn't ride a horse, could only yell at the back a few times to tell them to watch the road carefully, but didn't follow.

Flying into the sky is a very dangerous thing, even if that person is Evandel, Palos has heard the story - in the age of demons, a mage who is keen to explore the unknown rides on a magic weapon made by himself. The aircraft flew towards the sun, trying to explore the secrets of the sun, but turned into flying ashes with no bones left. The church used this story as a negative example and warned people to stay in awe and not try to spy on the gods, otherwise they would be punished.

Palos doesn't quite believe the church's rhetoric anymore, but Evandel is undoubtedly taking a risk, even if the sun has no heat now, flying in the helpless sky without seeing his fingers, What if the griffin loses strength, what if it hits something, what if it falls?

And this adventure was completely unnecessary. Palos knew that this was not a trick, it was indeed the sun that had lost its temperature and light, and he also knew that the demons had more news about this prophecy. As long as he asked, they would will tell him.

He should have told Evandel earlier that the demons and humans should sit at the negotiating table to exchange information and bargaining chips with each other, instead of just immersing themselves in the battle to avoid problems and sit back and watch Evandel take such a desperate way to the obviously wrong path Go on and explore.

Palos was so remorseful that he just wanted to rush to Evandel's side to stop the mage immediately.

Horses are more adaptable to the night than humans, but they can only trot forward under the moonlight. No matter how Palos urges them, they refuse to go any faster. After a while, Alkai catches up from behind, without asking him why he insisted on rushing. Looking for Evandel, only confessed: "Follow me."

The night vision ability of the elves is much better than that of humans. With Alkai leading the way, Palos will not easily fall into the ditch.

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The position of the moon gradually approached the horizon, and the thing that should have been the sun also rose from the east, but instead of getting brighter, the surrounding area became darker.

This is the right time that Evandel has been waiting for. He patted the Griffon beast under him: "Kara, fly!"

The griffin trot forward for a while, jumped out from the edge of the cliff, spread its wings and flew into the sky.

The wind magic supported the wings of the griffin, allowing it to climb higher with little effort. This is not the first time a mage has used this magic. The griffin is familiar with this feeling, and it let out a pleasant long cry Ming.

Evandel raised the staff in his hand - he didn't use this staff much, except that he occasionally needed to use it to show his status as a mage, even without any medium, he could cast the light source spell, But a more intense and longer-lasting glow can be emitted with a wand.

The gemstone on the head of the staff erupted with strong light, which made Avandell illuminate the sky like a small sun, and also illuminated Palos, who had just arrived halfway up the mountain.

People who were about to go to bed because it was "dark" raised their heads in amazement. For a moment, they thought the sun had risen again. Many people walked out of the house spontaneously. The griffin flew higher and higher against the light source.

Only after losing it can we understand that just the existence of "light" can make people want to kneel down and thank the gods.

By the time Paros lost his mind and followed Alkai who led the way to the group of people with torches on the top of the mountain, Avendel had become a distant point of light in the sky.

Hurry up, it was still too late, Palos had no choice but to wait for Avandel to return safely.

He already knew that the worshiped "God of Light" could not hear his prayers and could not bless anyone, but he still couldn't help but want to pray to some unknown existence, hoping that Avandel could return safely and sit on the The process of waiting for the results here is too difficult.

Kenathes was also among those who accompanied Evandel up the mountain, and when she saw Alkai coming, she went forward with some joy, and said in Elvish language: "Alkai, it's great to see you... I heard that you went to fight the devil, are you not injured?"

Alkai looked at her expressionlessly: "Don't you feel awkward?"

"……what?"

"Don't force yourself to play the role of 'mother'. You can't do it. I'm past the age of needing a mother." After all, Alkai has gotten along with his teammates a lot, and now Alkai talks a little more than before.

Kenaseth's expression froze for a moment, and she bit her lip: "I'm sorry, I just feel very guilty...for your father and for you..."

"You have your reasons." Alkai's tone was calm, but after all, it was the first time he spoke to his mother with such an attitude. In the past, he didn't look at Kenaseth coldly, making the latter feel like he was To put on an awkward performance without an audience is to turn away impatiently already.

Just being willing to talk to her was enough to cheer up Kenathes, just as she used to be a little more pleasant to make little Alkai happy for a long time.

The general of the elves looked at Alkai with hope: "Can you understand mom? I just couldn't get out of the shadow of being hurt when I treated you like that. I know it's not your fault, but I can't restrain the hatred in my heart. "

"I understand, but I don't forgive." Alkai looked at her, his red eyes reflected the beating fire, "I can't choose my bloodline, if I'm really a dark elf, would you still feel guilty?"

"Alkay..."

The elf ranger turned his face away, not wanting to continue the topic: "I'm out of arrows."

"...Use mine first." Kenaseth untied the quiver from his waist.

Alkai filled his quiver and walked aside. Kenathes looked at his back and sighed softly.

The nearby Templars who had been chatting with Kenaseth couldn't help but ask, "Why does he treat a lady with such indifference? Did you know him before?"

Kenathes replied in Common Tongue: "He is my son."

The faces of the men around who tried to strike up a conversation with her suddenly had expressions of being struck by lightning.