Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

They sat in the woods, leaning against a tree. The chaotic fortress not far away seemed to have nothing to do with them. They just sat in the shade under the tree, listening to the birds, being blown by the wind, and getting used to touching them. The palm of the weapon touches the tender plant—

Forget it, don't hide it, Et Gaya admitted generously that he is not interested in touching soft plants, he only wants to touch soft elves.

"Yalan?"

Yalan moved slightly, and replied, "Huh?"

Etgaya was still nestled in Yalan's arms, his long hair fell down on his face, itching, he paused, and decided to seize this great opportunity, so he asked, "Yalan, what's your full name?"

If it were two human beings, this conversation would make people think that they are completely unfamiliar. How can there be a life-and-death acquaintance who doesn't know each other's names?Fortunately, one of them is an elf. As early as the first time he uttered the name Yalan, Etjaye thought it was an incomplete elf name. According to the modern elf translation, this word is "in the morning light". of".

"What's in the morning light?" Etjaya asked with his head raised.

The sun shines through those hairs, Yalan's hair color is very light, it can be regarded as a little golden in the white, so when the sun squeezes through those hairs, it really becomes the temperature of the morning sun when it falls on the face.

...Yalan remained silent.

Atgaya felt that he needed additional life-saving spells, and he suspected that the Lich's sword was still stuck in his heart.

He forced a joke and said, "In the morning light, I guess it's breakfast."

"...are you a cannibal?" Yalan said.

"No, of course not." Et Gaya replied very seriously, "In this calculation, I should be an elf eater."

He managed to hear Yalan's chuckle, and the lich's sword in his heart was pulled out a little more.Etgaya hid in Yalan's hair, relying on his own expression to avoid being discovered, he asked with a heroic spirit as if death was at home: "So, what is it? Am I annoying to the elves? It's been so long Refuse to say your full name?"

Boom, boom, the sword of the Lich was pulled out, and replaced by a priest beating the drum inside.

Yalan quickly ended the drumbeat in Etjaye's heart, and he replied: "The ballad, the ballad of the sacred tree in the morning light, the human language pronunciation is... Yalan... Di Liansi, the former surname... was Ye Ren. "

He froze for a long time after he finished speaking, as if he had said a stranger's name.

Et Gaya sat upright and saw Yalan's slightly confused eyes.

"Yalan, how long has it been since no one called your name?"

Yalan looked at him in surprise, as if Etjaye had told such shocking news, enough to shock the whole world.

"Am I not right? Your Excellency the High Priest?" Etegaya imitated everyone's usual address, that address was not used to address a certain person, and Etegaya felt from a long time ago that that title was just calling for a position, no matter what Whoever is in that position, as long as he doesn't cause a big disaster in his position, even if a goblin sits on it, everyone will still raise their hands and cheer.

"What do you like me to call you?" Atgaya asked.

Ya Lan stared at him blankly, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

"Yalandi Liansi? Or if you allow, I'll call you Xiyao?"

"You..." Yalan still looked at a loss, "Why...you..."

If the person in front of him is replaced by a believer, even if it is replaced by Oslant, the scary little princess who almost demolished the palace, he can continue to talk for hours with a smile on his face, and he can guarantee that the scary little girl will be subdued Tie——now he can't even express the full meaning.

Atgaya's heartbeat became a kind of cheerful rhythm, this time like a drunk goblin singing out of tune, in essence he felt that he himself looked like a silly goblin,

But what goblin grabbed Yalan's hand recklessly, and said, "I said earlier that when I first met in my memory, you were not a high priest. You didn't bear that sacred title. I saw you were just sitting there. The man named Yalan in front of me—I thought you were a human at that time, who would have imagined picking up a holy tree elf in the dungeon during the quest? This spread will cause a large number of people to do nothing all day long All in dungeons!"

Yalan smiled softly again.

Etgaya observed Yalan's expression, and then continued: "There have been many high priests of light in this world, some of whom have made great achievements. Their legendary stories are still popular songs of bards, but there is only one in this world. Someone saved me, and he was able to save me at least three times in total, though... I don't remember how that happened."

——This made Yalan feel that he encountered too many surprises today.

"How did you know?"

"Then tell me when you did it first?" Ategaya narrowed his eyes and smiled, and began to bargain, "The first time this spell worked was when I was 14 years old, but I probably haven't seen you before I was 14 years old, right?"

Yalan suddenly laughed, this time it was no longer the habitual soft smile, he was like a bad kid who succeeded in playing a prank, laughing so that Etgaya's heart was tingling.

Sure enough, Yalan said: "You were severely frostbitten when you were eight years old, and you lived in the temple for a month, and you were basically unconscious."

So simple?Etjaye looked at Yalan suspiciously, Yalan's smile made him feel that the matter must not be so innocent, but he vaguely felt that it was better not to listen to what Yalan was going to say next, although it didn't stop, it didn't mean it didn't exist, But... Atgaya is just so ostrich sometimes.

"You hugged me and talked in your sleep when you were a child." Yalan smiled even harder, "You practiced... the pronunciation of your own name in your dreams, and you kept emphasizing that you are very expensive."

Et Gaya: "..."

Then the majestic dark knight turned into a posture with his hands folded on his knees and his face buried in it.

Compared to "The Rumor of the Sacred Tree in the Dawn", "Hey, Special Price" is simply impossible to show to people!

Yalan smiled and said suddenly: "You can still call me Yalan... Maybe you are right, I shouldn't always be the high priest."

"Even if you have to act like a generous and benevolent high priest in front of the whole world, you can just be Yalan in front of me." Etjaye said with a smile.

They sat quietly for a while.

Et Gaya has been completely immersed in such An Tian's world, almost forgot the topic just now, Yalan suddenly said: "Ye Ren, I used to have this surname."

Etjaye raised his head in doubt. This surname... seems familiar, but elves usually have surnames like Falling Star's, red flowers and green leaves, and what looks good. As for Leaf Blade...how about this? Sound particularly dangerous?He confirmed that he had learned the common surnames of the elves in books, such as Biye, Hongye, Chenguang, and Wuxi. Many woodland elves have these names. He doesn't know the name of the holy tree elves. Will put dangerous items such as blades in my surname, unless...

"Leaf blade?" Etjaye suddenly shouted, "Your Majesty, bless you! Isn't that a very famous... dark elf family? That dark elf family that produced several legendary assassins in history?"

He opened his mouth and looked at Yalan——now he suddenly felt that he could tolerate any shocking things, because is there anything more unreasonable than this?

"Actually, you are a dark elf? Are you really a dark elf?" Et Gaya is like a fussy country girl, and she has to sigh for anything she has never seen-but this thing is really worth sighing, "I I joked with you before, and I said I wouldn’t be surprised even if you were a dark elf, but... I’m sorry to take that back! I never thought you were really a dark elf!”

He looked Yalan up and down: "So, don't dark elves have ebony skin?"

He even wanted to reach out to pull the fake ring on Yalan's hand, which made Yalan dumbfounded.

"No." Yalan said, "My blood is indeed a holy tree elf, but I was raised by a dark elf family."

Even more amazing!

Et Gaya came to a conclusion with difficulty: "So, you are a holy tree elf who was educated to take lying as a virtue, and at the same time has an honest but indifferent nature, and also became a priest of light who requires gentleness, enthusiasm, and kindness?"

So he suddenly wanted to rush to the realm of the gods, pick up the collar of the god of light—if the gods also wear clothes—to question, isn't this just playing around?This is to verify how many extremes can be gathered in one person?A collection of contradictions?

"The spell I used on you was the 'Guardian of the Night' that the priestess cast on the ancient dark elf warriors when they were adults. When you are fatally wounded, your life will be transferred to the void for preservation, making you If it can be avoided intact, it can be used three times in total." Yalan explained calmly.

Etjaye shook his head violently: "Who cares about that, Yalan...can you resign? I think this is too tiring!"