Only this trick can summon the Elemental Elf King

It was getting dark.

Lein took two quick steps, hoping to quickly go to a place with fewer people and use the flying technique.

As night fell, white mist surrounded the forest of sages, making this super old castle that existed for thousands of years look extraordinarily gloomy.

To his surprise, Watkins was waiting for him at the gate of the manor with a lamp.

"Watkins?" Rein looked at the brightly lit Forest of Sages, and then at the butler who seemed to have been waiting for a while.

"The one asked me to pick you up." Watkins opened the door of the manor for him. When he said that one, his tone was soft, as if he was avoiding something.

"Earl Pimo has been here for quite a while, and he is admiring the hanging paintings in the Forest of Sages with him." Watkins was in front of him, lighting the way for him.

"Who? Who?" Rein was puzzled. He was the only living person in the forest of sages. Apart from Watkins, there was really nothing to accompany people to look at the paintings.

Watkins didn't look back, but he said, slightly jokingly, "The one you were with yesterday."

Luther Ever Rein was stunned, which also caused him to directly grab the lantern in the butler's hand, and strode forward.

Did he summon successfully?

The door opened for him automatically, and he passed unimpeded all the way, and the enchanted furniture knew what to do.

When he was in a hurry to run to the gallery on the second floor, he saw two people sitting in the hall, talking about something, he stopped abruptly, and took two or three seconds to restore his calm look.

"Mr. Earl." Rein greeted, walked over, and sat on the empty sofa.

The thin and gorgeously dressed old man nodded to him, with a rare expression of joy on his serious face: "Master Your Excellency, you are back."

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After seeing off a nobleman again, Rein quickly returned to his original position, his eyes locked on the person who was drinking tea leisurely, "Lutherever?"

Lutherever took off his conspicuous and ostentatious attire. He wore the kind of robe most mages usually wear, and there was no strange decoration on his hair.

"You... When did you come?" Lein could no longer keep calm when facing him.

"Didn't you call me just now?" The Elf King's eyes looked pure and harmless, "I think there were people there at that time, so I came back first to avoid disturbing you." After he finished speaking, he stood up neatly as if remembering something , "Ah! I almost forgot." He stopped when he was about to leave, and asked, "I want to make some biscuits, do you want to try it?"

"..."

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"Excuse me... what does the elemental world look like?"

"I don't know." Luther Ever was busy making his morsels, and his answer sounded casual.

Maybe because he realized that his answer seemed too strange, he added: "I feel like I have been sleeping, colorful lights, no shape, no sound, and even time does not exist."

"A boring world," he concluded.

Rein wrote down "eternity" in his notebook, and he raised his head and asked, "So, how did you come to this world?"

"Ah, this requires a channel. Opening the channel between the two worlds requires energy. The more matter to be transmitted, the greater the energy requirement." Speaking of this, Lutherever raised his eyebrows, and he seemed to be happy to talk about this matter , he even put down the half-stirred egg, turned around and gestured at him: "The energy that can penetrate two worlds! This is definitely the greatest discovery! This means that the so-called [Boundary] will no longer exist! Think about it, eternal elements and changing substances, if they can be combined, the high elves are..." He stopped suddenly, his flying expression froze on his face, and then slowly melted, revealing his original widowed expression. light.

"There is no way," he said, turning around and continuing with his work. "This is a dead end."

-

The legendary omnipotent king of the elemental spirits seems to have a bit of a mental problem.

Rein became more and more sure of this.

He hadn't seen anyone else who lived that long, and wondered if this was a common problem among the elderly.

But one thing can be clarified, Lutherever's memory is confused, and he even forgot who he is.

Naturally, he couldn't ask about the High Elf King, because at this time Lutherever always selectively lost his memory.

"I just have one small plea, please allow me to stay in this world, I don't want to go back to that empty place." This is what Lutherever said shortly afterwards, his expression was so sad that Rein agreed.

Anyway, there is no damage, and there is an extra cook for free-for some reason, Lutherever likes steaming small snacks so much.

In fact, it's not just snacks, Lutherever's attention is also focused on various housework, which makes Watkins very embarrassed, and the alchemy puppet who is idle feels that he has no meaning of existence.

Mages never do household chores with their own hands, and they have invented several small charms to solve these small problems.

Luther Ever didn't use the little spell, and Rein taught him that he didn't use it, and insisted on doing it himself.

"One day you will miss this feeling." Lutherever said, looking at his expression, Rein knew that he had fallen into that enigmatic state again.

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On an ordinary day, Rein waited for that day to come.

When he woke up, there was no breakfast ready, not even a sound.

Luther Ever is back?

He got up, and the clothes flew out of the closet under the effect of the element of wind.As soon as he stepped out of the room, the alchemy puppet smiled at him: "Good morning, Mr. Rein, I think you must be looking for that one, he is on the second floor of the library." The alchemy puppet gave him a mysterious smile , and walked away with his standard and elegant steps.

The machine always broke down after a long time, and Rein didn't care what happened to the housekeeper. He was so busy that he almost forgot the second floor of the library, and happened to have a chance to check it out.

The second floor of the library has a gray tone that has been in disrepair. Its owner seems to have forgotten to set up a time barrier here, which has caused it to suffer from the erosion of time. Even the decorations made of dragon bones have broken a few big holes .With the faint light, he saw a pile of dead branches of Star Moon Grass piled up on the ground. This cheap but practical magic grass has always been a must-have for mages.

He continued to walk in, and there seemed to be a small balcony over there, with light coming through.

There used to be something here, but it was mixed with dust.

He rounded the corner, but froze.

A huge painting is hung on the wall, which is extremely bright with the sunlight outside, as if it was newly painted. Under it, a smaller canvas, someone is painting.Rein turned his gaze back to the large frame, where several people were painted, dressed formally and dignifiedly, all smiling and looking forward.

"Ansivero, Ekurebo, Elegula, Elendor, Demareda, De La Rue, Oscuro." The painter raised his head, looked at the giant painting, and read out one by one. the name of the person.Those are the names of the elf kings of each line.

Rein kept staring at the man in the middle, wearing an old-fashioned mage robe, with a sincere and relaxed smile, exactly the same as Lutherever.

"Adams D. Frow." Luther Ever said his name softly.