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Cynthia knew that Olivia didn't like others to focus on her appearance, so after teasing her, she frowned and changed the subject tactfully. She took a sip of nectar and sighed: "The elves Nectar is probably the best drink on the continent."

Olivia walked to the table and sat down, and said lightly: "You haven't tasted the spirits brewed by the werewolf clan. Whether it's the best drink in the Staru Continent can only be concluded after comparison."

Cynthia walked to sit opposite Olivia, smiled and said, "I don't like drinking."

Olivia glanced at her, seeing that the nectar in her cup had decreased by two-thirds, so she pushed the bottle at her side towards her.

Cynthia picked up the bottle and filled the glass. She thought of something, and suddenly asked: "Isn't there such a famous thing in the Protoss as the nectar of the elves or the strong wine of the wolf?"

Since time travel, although she has successfully researched the Bright Flame, she still has little understanding of the Protoss.

And Sarah has lived a fugitive life since she was born, and her understanding of the Protoss may not be as good as Cynthia's.

To survive on this continent, the importance of clansmen is self-evident. Cynthia is not a person who likes to keep secrets. After she researched the Bright Flame Technique, her first thought was to find other Protoss as soon as possible and teach them the spells.

The reason why the elves and werewolves can fight against the blood clan is not because of how powerful their queen and patriarch are, but because each of their clansmen has impressive strength.

"I don't know much about the gods." Olivia gently stroked the uneven surface with her hand on the table, and said in a low voice: "But in the period of the gods, the goddess of light once left a place for mankind. A river of light."

"The water in it can cure all diseases and prolong life. It is called 'holy water' by the human race."

"Oh?" Cynthia was a little interested, "Where is that river?"

"Near the Temple of Light." Olivia lowered her eyes slightly and said with a sigh: "But after the gods withdrew from the Statu Continent, their temples sank into the ground. The Statu Continent is now controlled by the blood race, and only they Only then did I know the exact location of the Temple of the Goddess of Light."

The elves rely too much on the light, and the blood family has controlled the light of the mainland and disappeared for too long, so long that the tree of life of their family has problems.Olivia left the territory to find the Temple of Light. The God of the Sea is the subordinate god of the Goddess of Light. She came to the Sea of ​​Slade to find clues in the Temple of the God of the Sea, but it was a pity that she came late Well, the temple actually collapsed.

Although the reason for the collapse of the temple has not yet been found out, Olivia has an intuition that it must have something to do with the blood race.

Although most of the clans in the blood clan have evacuated from the Starto continent, based on Olivia's understanding of the remaining two clans, they will not let the Starto continent go.

If you don't resist, you may never have another chance.

Olivia thought more and more deeply, and her thoughts drifted away unconsciously. When she came back to her senses, she raised her eyes slightly, and Cynthia was sitting opposite her, resting her chin with one hand, watching her engrossed.

Olivia frowned, her voice was cold, "What are you looking at?"

Cynthia pursed her lips slightly, she put her hand down, and said slowly: "I was thinking... You told me so much, do you want me to go to the Temple of Light?"

The last time Olivia talked to her so patiently was to know if she had the ability to use the power of light.

This person was too easy to see through. Cynthia lowered her head slightly to hide the smile that flashed in her eyes.

"...It will be more beneficial for you protoss to find the Temple of Light." Olivia was a little annoyed that her thoughts were exposed, "I just need holy water."

There is a problem with the tree of life that is related to the reproduction and continuation of their clan. Olivia is looking for a solution, otherwise she would not pay so much attention to the protoss in front of her.

However, this protoss did let her see some surprises.

"I can help you find the temple, but the price is that the river belongs to the elves." Olivia leaned forward, stared into Cynthia's eyes, and said in a serious tone, "How is it?"

Cynthia and Olivia exchanged a rumored river full of light for the help of an elf queen. Cynthia and Olivia looked at each other for a while, lowered their eyes and pondered for a moment before making a decision, "Sounds good, but I want to add a condition. "

"What conditions?"

Cynthia leaned back on the chair slowly, smiling softly, "Before looking for the Temple of Light, help me gather the protoss together."

Seeing that Olivia was silent, she laughed lowly and said coaxingly, "The more protoss, the greater the chance of finding the Temple of Light, isn't it?"

"And the blood race will definitely not let us take back the Temple of Light so easily, right?"

"There is a big difference between working with a Protoss and working with an entire Protoss. What do you think, Your Majesty the Queen."

As soon as Cynthia became serious, her tone was completely less frivolous than before, making people want to be convinced unconsciously. Olivia's expression had already loosened. After thinking for a moment, she nodded slowly, "I can help you find your clansmen, but And I hope you don't disappoint me."

"If the ability of the entire Protoss does not satisfy me, then I will terminate the agreement at any time."

Seeing that Olivia agreed, Cynthia smiled slightly and said softly, "Of course you have the right."

Although it was a little different from the original idea, the protoss in front of her had done too many incredible things, so Olivia also wanted to see what other things she could do that would surprise her.

This dead continent needs some "surprises".

After the first two breakups, Cynthia did not expect that the relationship between her and Olivia would be closer when she sat here for the third time. She rubbed the cup for a while, and saw Olivia Ya didn't mean to see off the guests, so she took the initiative to provoke a topic and wanted to chat with her, "Why is the Goddess of Light so kind to human beings, and she specially sprinkles light on them to cure all diseases."

Olivia looked at Cynthia in surprise, "Don't you know that human beings are a race created by the Goddess of Light?"

Cynthia was surprised, "Oh?"

This is the first time she heard that human beings are actually a race created by the Goddess of Light, so why are human beings so weak?

Cynthia thought of witches, and she asked curiously, "Which god created the witch clan?"

The appearance of the witch clan is almost indistinguishable from that of humans.

"The witch race used to be human." Compared with Cynthia, an outsider, Olivia has a better understanding of the origins of the various races on this continent. "During the period of the gods, a human race appeared who longed for immortality and pursued powerful power. As a human being, he created witchcraft and recruited many believers, and he also used his blood to pass on the witchcraft, which is the origin of the Simmore wizard family."

"Later, the patriarch of the Simmore family betrayed humans, and the Simmore family was torn apart, and the three remaining branches are the current witch clan." Olivia paused after speaking, frowning slightly, "...the blood of the witches is not only Contains witch power and also contains the power of darkness, the power of darkness will corrupt people's hearts, and they are born to hate light."

Olivia reminded Cynthia calmly, "Some of those witches are already in contact with the power of darkness."

Cynthia thought of Camille, and frowned, "I will remind Chelsea and the others."

This is a matter within the witch clan, all she can do is remind Chelsea again, and then... be more cautious.

But it is also a race created by the Goddess of Light, so human beings have no ability at all?Has no one ever created witchcraft?

"Since it is also a race created by the Goddess of Light, is it possible for the human race to sense the power of light?" Cynthia raised her hand slightly, and a white light flickered on her fingertips. She stared at Olivia and asked thoughtfully. road.

If it is really possible, then... a bold idea emerged in Cynthia's heart and she was eager to try it.

In fact, long before she met Cynthia, she had observed the human race for a long time. After all, it was easier to find humans than the protoss.

But humans have been disappointing her so much.

"I haven't seen any human beings who can sense the power of light." Olivia paused, and then continued: "But before the appearance of the Simmore family, no human beings could sense the power of witchcraft and darkness. "

If the system of light spells is complete, Olivia would suggest that Cynthia find some humans to try, but she is obviously still in the groping stage.

Although Olivia didn't make a suggestion, Cynthia had already thought of something with her, "In this way, humans are very likely to use the power of light like the gods."

Cynthia narrowed her eyes slightly, and her exquisite facial features were even brighter because of the smile on the corner of her mouth. "Then I'm going to find someone to try it. If it succeeds, it will be a miracle."

Even if you fail, there seems to be no loss.

Olivia was not very surprised by Cynthia's decision. She stared at Cynthia for a while, then nodded slowly, "If it succeeds, it can indeed be called a miracle."

Cynthia smiled slightly and said softly: "This continent really needs some miracles like this."

Even the wizard family can succeed, so there is no reason why she will fail, right?

As soon as they started chatting, they forgot the time. By the time Olivia realized it, the sky was already a little dark. She stared at Cynthia subtly. Unexpectedly, the protoss in front of her became serious, and getting along with her was quite comfortable. of.

Olivia's eyes made Cynthia raise her hand to touch her face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Olivia shook her head, and she pointed to the dark sky, indicating that it was time for Cynthia to leave.

Cynthia drank the last glass of nectar with indifference. Looking at the empty bottle, she realized that after talking for so long, Olivia didn't drink any nectar. Cynthia asked in surprise: "Don't you drink it?" ?”

Olivia looked at her silently.

Seeing Olivia's angry eyes, Cynthia suddenly understood, she chuckled, took Olivia's cup out of the space gem, and said with a smile: "I picked it up in the woods a few days ago, I wonder if this cup is the one lost by Her Majesty the Queen?"

Olivia glanced at her, and said flatly: "You are so lucky, so many people from the elves didn't pick it up."

As she spoke, she reached for the cup, and her fingers accidentally touched the back of Cynthia's hand. The warm touch made her fingertips curl up. She frowned and was about to take the cup back, but something suddenly flashed through her mind , causing her expression to froze slightly, and then her face darkened.

Olivia's face-changing speed was too fast, and Cynthia was staring into her eyes in a daze, and soon she was stared coldly, and Cynthia was stunned, looking at her inexplicably.

Olivia snatched the cup back, gritted her teeth and asked with a sullen face, "What are you thinking about?"

"Huh?" Cynthia looked blank, "What?"

Seeing Olivia staring at her hand, she thought she knew that she could probe her memory, coughed dryly, and explained: "I didn't do it on purpose, this is the talent of the Protoss."

Being stared at by Olivia made Cynthia temporarily forget that thinking can only be based on instinct, causing her to forget that she didn't tell Olivia, how could she know what the talent of the Protoss is.

Cynthia's answer sounded more like a guilty conscience. Olivia closed her eyes, raised her palm on the table slightly, and a hurricane appeared out of nowhere and swept Cynthia down.

After throwing the silver-haired protoss down, Olivia opened her eyes. She clenched her right hand into a fist and thumped the table heavily. With a tinge of red on her cheeks, she said angrily, "...frivolous."

Anything serious is fake, this Protoss is full of frivolous thoughts!