The wrong way to open the starting point

"Sel! Sylphil! Where are you?" The elf queen held up her skirt, looking for her younger brother among the flowers.

His long golden hair reached his knees, shining like the first rays of the morning sun, and his green eyes were full of uneasiness, as if his younger brother had not been lost while playing, but had been captured and trained as a slave by humans.

In a great battle 300 years ago, the elven princess Contance designed to kill the "Holy Spirit" Brand Dante and angered the "Son of Glory" Elvis Zermacia, and humans and dark elves united They rise up and attack the homeland of the white elves. The white elves are defeated, and there are many casualties. The little princess Contance shed tears and died with the enemy.

Since then, the traces of the white elves have been exposed. Greedy humans went deep into the jungle time and time again to capture this beautiful creature. Even if the adult elves stepped up their defenses, there would always be young elves missing, and there would always be naive elves who believed it. Human lies let down their guard and were arrested.

The wind blows the flowers and raises the fragrance all over the sky, and the tall grass bends down, revealing the hidden treasures.A childish little face appeared in the Elf Queen's line of sight. She ran up to her brother quickly, almost being caught by the hem of her skirt, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her brother's unharmed sleeping face.

"Rascal……"

Serhifir was immersed in a dream.

Everything in front of me seemed familiar.Tall trees, wooden houses built on strong branches, and clear streams flow with freedom and joy.The tone of the scenery is a little dark, as if covered by a layer of fog. There is an elf standing by the rock by the stream with his back to him, his long blond hair hanging down, motionless.

"Hey! What are you doing?" The short-legged elf ran to the side of the rock and raised his face.

The man turned his head, his figure was as straight as a pine and cypress, his face was exquisite and beautiful, there was a slight melancholy in his green eyes, he seemed to be taken aback when he saw the elf, and then smiled.It was a bright smile, but even when he smiled like this, the slight melancholy still existed, like a shadow everywhere.

Dazzled by that touching smile, the elf shook his head and took two steps back: "You are human!"

"No, I'm an elf."

The elf wrinkled his nose: "Your ears are round! It's the same as the bad human that my sister said!"

The man raised his hand and touched his ears, with a nostalgic look on his face: "It used to be pointed ears, but after I drank a potion, they became round ears."

"How are you going to prove it?"

"Actually, I know you, little one. Your name is Sephiel. You were still peeing your pants when you were ten years old. You once broke your sister's hairpin and hid it secretly for fear of being found. My sister always thought it was lost. And ..."

"Don't say it! Don't say it!" The little elf looked at the man with a smirk, puffing up his face, "You are not allowed to tell others!"

"Of course, this is our secret. May I treat you to a pomegranate?"

"it is good!"

The big elf sat on the rock, and the little elf sat in his arms, happily peeling the big red pomegranate.

"Will you still have pointed ears in the future?"

"No more."

"What should I do?"

"There is no other way, the potion is irreversible."

The little elf twisted twice, and patted the hands around his waist: "Don't be sad, it's okay! I'll tell everyone that you belong to the white elf!"

The man laughed: "No need."

"Why?" The elf was puzzled.

"I'm on a secret mission, and my true identity cannot be discovered." The man said seriously.

"What mission?"

"Hmm...it's complicated."

"Tell me!" The little elf blinked her big carefree eyes and said coquettishly: "Searle is no longer a child!"

The white elf's situation is getting more and more critical.

In the hearts of human beings, Elvis, who is anointed with the aura of "Son of Glory", is undoubtedly a decent character, while the white elf princess who wants to harm his partner is the villain.

After that war, the white elves lost the respect of human beings, and the exposure of their homeland also made them lose their mystery. People who coveted the beauty and talent of the white elves offered high prices on the black market to buy the white elves.

For the sake of money, power and ambition, countless human beings still take risks knowing that the adult elves are powerful. Under the inevitable situation, the white elves lost a few newborns, and the family was in mourning.

Perhaps they have tasted the sweetness, whether they are abducted or captured. Human desires are a gully that cannot be filled. No matter how vigilant the white elves are, some compatriots will always disappear.

Until 100 years ago, no elves went out of their homes. Some of the white elves who went out in the past came back, and some never came back again.

"Ten years ago, a group of powerful people attacked the Elven Forest."

"They are a mercenary group. There are many high-level swordsmen and high-level magicians in the team. They also brought precious alchemy potions that can make magic and fighting spirit unusable within a certain period of time, and dropped them into the stream."

"We have lost contact with the outside world for too long, and we don't even know when we have such a mercenary group."

"This time, nearly half of the clan members died."

"The queen drew a magic circle with blood, and finished chanting the complicated spell with tears in her eyes. The elf mother tree sent all the surviving clansmen."

"The compatriots rebuilt the tree house, the seeds of the mother tree were planted, and the hatred and fear of human beings were also planted."

"At that point, I thought, something had to change."

"We need a person who penetrates into the human world, understands the minds of the nobles, understands the dynamics of the strong, and it is best to obtain a high enough position. , and send them all to hell.”

"I drank that bottle of medicine."

"I'm that one."

The elf was crying in her sleep.

The elf queen woke him up anxiously, not hiding her worry: "Searle, what's wrong with you?"

"It seems to be a nightmare..." The elf rubbed his eyes with a dazed expression: "I don't remember." He clenched his fists and subconsciously hid the parchment in his palm.

This is a very complicated prescription.

The elf rummaged through the ancient books of the clan, looking for the medicine in the parchment according to the pictures in the ancient books. It went smoothly at first, but in the end the blind medicine Kite could not be found.

"Hi, Searle! Are we playing hide and seek together?" The most beautiful girl in the clan, Yuriel, pulled his sleeve and shook it expectantly.

"it is good!"

The unfinished potion was packed in a transparent narrow-necked bottle, which accumulated dust.

Carefree youth is like a cheerful song that will never fade in memory.At that time, the situation of the white elves was not good, but no one would tell the children all this, but only warned them not to leave the sight of the big elves, otherwise they would be taken away by terrible humans and taken to a place without any plants, where they would never be able to live again. back home.

At that time, everyone thought that the homeland was a strong fortress, but one day, the fortress fell.

Bows and arrows no longer attached to fighting spirit and magic could not stop the enemy's footsteps, the sky was full of wind and fire, and the sky was full of hatred. The most beautiful girl stood in front of Seshefel and stopped the fatal magic.

Yuri'er grabbed his hand, dying: "Searle, I like you, I must let you know that I like you..." She tried hard to raise a smile on her face full of blood and ashes, Slowly closed his eyes.

The cyan light full of vitality burst out suddenly, taking away the surviving white elves.

They were transported to a completely strange place by the elf mother tree.

At first glance, Seshefier saw the grass growing on the cliff, the body wrapped around the rock, growing hard, trying to touch the sun.

Iris.

Long-forgotten dreams flooded my mind.

"You lied! There was no such war!"

"I hope not."

"Hey?"

"My past is your future. My dear, I am a traveler in time."

The elf at that time didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but asked stubbornly: "Will we meet again?"

"Yes, one day, yes."

The potion was emitting a faint light in the transparent ampoule. Seshefier wrote a letter to his sister, asking her to tell the clan that he had died in this war and drank the potion.

Severe pain flowed up and down his body. He stared at the water, watching the sharp ears gradually change their contours, and his facial features also changed slightly.

A grown man is reflected on the water.His figure was as straight as a pine and cypress, his face was exquisite and beautiful, and there was a slight melancholy in his green eyes, which couldn't be shaken off.

"haven't seen you for a long time."