Only this trick can summon the Elemental Elf King

"Thank you very much for saving me from that endless void." The man with the calm face turned around, his smile was just right, and his voice was smooth and soothing. "But it seems that there is not much I can give you in return." He turned his gaze, "Do you want to learn painting? Or cooking? - Spells are useless, and it will soon be a thing of the past."

"At that time, without spells, what are mages worth?"

Rein didn't answer, his mind was full of Lutherever and Adams, which was more unacceptable than the High Elf King and Elemental Elf King that Cohen told him back then.

"Why?" he asked, "Why are you... king of the elemental spirits? What the hell is..."

The men who had been called Adams and Lutherever always responded to him with silent tenderness.

Silence spread between them, growing into a heart-pounding dead stillness.

Lutherever clasped his hands, lowered his head, and asked softly, "Do you know the first year of magic?"

"...more than 3000 years ago."

"Ah, that's right, elements that erupted suddenly, elements that have never appeared before, magical beasts that have never been seen before, high elves, dragons..." Lutherever's voice wafted in his ears , Rein suspects that he is in a trance now, and he is no longer sure what else he firmly believes is correct.

"It's unheard of, it's like something from another world." He sneered, "It's something from another world."

"If my miscellaneous memory is not wrong, it is probably that the elemental world collided with the material world we are in now. The world broke a big hole, and the things in it were mixed together. That is really fresh. The changing matter and the eternal element."

"The real object has obtained magic, the illusion has obtained the entity, and the boundaries of time and space have been broken." He looked up at Rein's pale face, "Should I no longer need to explain the relationship between elemental elves and high elves?"

The insubstantial elementals have a physical body in the material world-that is, the high elves.

"The more I taste its benefits, the more difficult it is to let go." He said, "I have felt the vividness of the material world for thousands of years, and let me go back to that empty place-how can I be willing?"

"I was looking for a way to stay - I discovered your spiritual power, that is magic power, this same illusory thing seems to be closer to our world. This is the bridge. But the only way is gradually being blocked."

"It's so lucky, I found you, no, it should be said, you found me." The elf's eyes are clear and clean, it seems that there will never be gray and dark, when he looks directly at you, you will feel that there is nowhere to hide, Even the soul is exposed in front of him.

"Same as me, infinite magic power."

His smile was extremely gentle, with a certain kind of nostalgia and nostalgia, so pure that no one could refuse.

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The young mage ran away, and the man who had just recovered his past stood silently.The sunlight came in again from the window and climbed onto the corner of his robe.

"I steamed coconut cake this morning, do you want to try it?" The alchemy puppet appeared at the place where the fleeing man once stood, holding a plate in his hand with a small and delicate snack on it.

"If I remember correctly, Elegula, you have been eating coconut cake for 1000 years, aren't you tired?" Lutherever looked at the elegantly dressed, male-looking alchemy puppet in front of him, feeling a little leisurely .

"I can't help it, I only know this." The butler of the Forest of Sages, an alchemy puppet whom Lutherever called Elegula, tilted his head and stuck out his tongue playfully, "You still He didn't teach me the second kind, besides..." He looked at the pastry on the plate, "Anyway, it tastes like everything you eat."

"Sorry. I failed to fulfill my promise." Luther Ever nodded slightly, and those elegant etiquette returned to him, "But who made your appearance like this?" Obviously, whether it is personality or hobbies , Elegula should be closer to women.

"Myself." Eligula raised his brows, it seemed that he was very satisfied with his work, "I was burned, the appearance was ruined, there is no way, I just made it like Watkins-ah, He's a really nice guy and he can tie four bows."

"Elegula, the bow tie is not the measure of a person."

"I know, but it's really pretty."

"..."

"Elegula." Lutherever asked him softly, "Do you regret it?" Giving up the mighty power, and subservient to an alchemy puppet.

"Regret?" The alchemy puppet's eyes were bright and clean, "...Luther Ever, I don't have a chance to regret it." He tilted his head and looked through the window at Lai who hurried out of the gate of the manor. Because, "Your baby is gone."

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The old great mage was awakened from his sleep by the loud noise from the magic circle. He moved his aging body slowly, and it was enough effort just to move from the bed to the bottom of the bed.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Hessel, I really have something very important to ask for confirmation."

Several minutes had passed by the time the old man went down the stairs and opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, the dusty young man put down his hand in embarrassment—he had planned to force his way in.

Hesel looked behind him. With the help of the unextinguished flames, the ground was in a mess. The magic circle alchemy puppets he had set up around the White Demon Tower were completely destroyed. It wasn't about unraveling the magic circle, but more like a tough one. the break.

Now there is only one person who can do it, and Hersel turned his gaze back to the young man: "Okay Lain, you came here from Duron—why are you in such a hurry?"

Tiredness lingered on Rein, anxiety eroded his thoughts, and he was even a little afraid to explore the truth.

"Please allow me to make such a presumptuous request." He said, at that moment he felt that his throat seemed to be blocked, but he could still make a sound, "Please allow me to enter the Secret Pavilion."

The Secret Pavilion, it is obvious that it hides some secrets, which are generally not open to the outside world.

Rein already had the worst plan to force his way in, and he knew very well how likely this request would be rejected.

But to his surprise, Hesel just remained silent for a while, then turned around with the lamp in hand, opened the door completely, and in an instant the entire White Demon Tower was lit up, brightly lit.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," he said.

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When was the Tower of the White Devil built? It probably dates back to a long, long time ago, when magic first became popular among humans.At that time, almost all mages would study in the Tower of the White Devil, and it has been extremely prosperous here.Until recently, there were fewer and fewer mages in the past century, and it gradually declined.

The Secret Pavilion is at the bottom of the White Demon Tower, buried deep underground.

Rein followed Hesel around the spiral staircase and walked for a long time, until the destination was never seen and gradually approached.

The vines rule the forbidden gates - it's strange that there are plants growing in such a dark place.But when Hussel approached, they all faded away obediently, presenting the reddish-brown wooden door in front of him.

"Magic cannot be used in the Secret Pavilion." Hessel stepped aside, he had no intention of going in, "There are many precious materials in there, and I will send you here if there is anything wrong." The old man said nothing. He turned around and left hesitantly, "Fix it yourself."

"...Thank you." Rein nodded at him, watched the person go up the spiral staircase, then turned around, went straight forward and pushed open the door impatiently.

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"He went in?" At the end of the spiral staircase, Mo Luolin asked Hesel with a hunched body.

"Have you already made up your mind the day you left Berthales?" Husel asked his friend back.

There was a silence to answer him, and then Mo Luolin turned around, his voice was no longer as confident as before, "There must be an end.", he said. "If we really wait until that day, I'm afraid alchemy will also be affected." Hesel looked at his friend's legs. They were burned to ashes by the violent fire elements many years ago, and now their positions are replaced by a pair of alchemy brackets .

"Oh." He said casually, "Then I will try to climb into the grave before that day comes."

"...There are also devices that can break away from magic..." Hesel followed the friend who turned away, but found that the other party stopped at the corner.

Mo Luolin's shoulders trembled. In front of him, those faint rays of light illuminated the comers for him.

"Good evening." The visitor smiled and nodded to them.