Pokemon phobia

On this day that seemed to be the same as usual, all the high elves who were favored by the mother tree suddenly heard the call of the wind, and they all looked in the direction of the mother tree, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Serhi Darna's face was solemn, while the young black-haired elf Renolet beside him was a little at a loss.

The captain of the elf guard turned his head to look at the youngest fellow, his eyes gradually softened.He sighed helplessly: "The catastrophe is coming, and the forest of elves is forced to move again. I don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky... Renault, you are the most talented high elf I have ever seen , In the future, you will still need to inherit the burden of the captain of the guard. You must serve the mother goddess well and protect the forest of elves."

The black-haired elf sensed something was wrong, and his eyes became uneasy: "You... won't you leave with us?"

The captain of the elf guard with light brown hair laughed: "No, I will stay here."

The wind passing through the woods rolled up his soft long hair, as if he was trying to keep it, but also seemed to be reluctantly saying goodbye.Serhidarna bowed slightly in the direction of the elf mother tree, crossed his hands in front of his forehead, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Mother God, please forgive Serhi's willfulness. I have experienced the migration a hundred years ago, far away from my homeland Sadness makes me unforgettable, and the long distance of thousands of miles makes me deeply tired. Now that I have come to the end of my life, I no longer have the determination and courage to meet the second farewell."

The wind blows away slowly, and the sound of blowing leaves seems to be whining.

Serhidarna slowly put down his hand on his forehead, took a deep breath of the sweet air of the Forest of Elves, and showed a faint smile on his face.Renolet looked at him in astonishment, completely unable to understand why the captain of the guard, who had always regarded serving the mother god as the highest honor, would do this.

"Are you surprised?" Serhi Darna looked at Renolet and asked with a smile.

"Senior, you..." Renault looked at him hesitantly, "Why do you..."

Serhi Darna was not angry because of his questioning eyes, on the contrary, he felt more relaxed than ever.

"Do you know, Renolet." He said, "The last time the mother goddess ordered the migration, it was because we were in the 'world fulcrum', and we had to evacuate urgently in order to avoid being affected by the world's changes. From the west of Farlo to the present East of the Shadowmoon Forest, we spent five full years searching and migrating. A hundred years ago, I knew I would have enough time to serve the Mother Goddess, but now, I am old."

The elf with light brown hair is still young and handsome in appearance, but his eyes are calm and peaceful after a long period of time.He walked slowly towards the core area where the elf mother tree was located, and a gentle voice came from afar: "Let me just disappear with my homeland like the predecessors who stayed in Faro."

The young black-haired elf stared at his back for a long time speechless.

Serhidarna came under the mother elf tree, the sunlight penetrated through the leaves of the mother tree that were as transparent as the wings of an elf, and the leaf veins cast mottled shadows in a radius of ten miles around, like a big net covering the black land.He stopped in front of the wooden house where Carlos lived for a while without moving, but the door of the wooden house opened by itself.

The silver-haired elf who came out of the door looked at him indifferently.

Serhidarna raised his eyes to look back at Carlos, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth——since the Son escaped for the first time, he had never smiled at Carlos again.

Carlos frowned and looked at him, then glanced at the elves who were in a commotion in the distance: "What are you doing?"

"Your Highness the Holy Son." Seshidarna was silent for a while after finishing speaking, and then continued, "We are going to migrate."

Carlos raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I hope you don't make trouble anymore. We are already very busy at this time." The brown-haired elf stared at him and said slowly, his tone was extremely heavy, and there was a trace of threat hidden in his sincerity.

Carlos heard it, but was not intimidated.He raised the corner of his lips and said mockingly: "Okay, if you let me go, then there will be no trouble."

The smile that was barely drawn on the corner of Serhidarna's lips gradually disappeared, and he looked at him coldly.Carlos tilted his head, and said coldly: "Why bother, it's been almost a year, Serhidarna. You must be tired of hearing it."

"Your Highness, Holy Son." The elf guard captain's voice became deeper and deeper, "We are all the children of the Mother God. If you are so rebellious, even if the Mother God is tolerant and doesn't punish you, I can't stand it."

Carlos was extremely impatient to hear him say this old stuff again, but his excellent self-restraint made him choke to death the scolding from all ethnic groups he heard from the wind: "I said it a long time ago! I am being abused by you! What kind of elf mother tree did you know before you got it back!"

Serhi Darna's face completely sank: "You are so rude!"

The name "Elf Mother Tree" is what outsiders call it, and the high elves will only call it "Mother Goddess" or "World Tree".Calling Carlos this is almost the same as saying "I don't believe in or love that tree at all"!

Carlos obviously knew this too, he said it on purpose, his light brown eyes were full of suppressed anger and provocation.Almost uncontrollably, the captain of the elf guard spread his wings and cast a forbidden spell to bombard him, but at the last moment he smothered this impulsive thought, took a deep breath, turned around and left.

Standing outside the door before, Serhidarna obviously expected this result, so he didn't knock on the door, but Carlos opened the door because he wanted to know why they were rioting.The news of the migration was obviously sent by the elf mother tree herself, but the elf mother tree never said anything to him—or maybe it did, but he couldn't understand it.

Carlos closed the door again and cast the shielding magic, the expression on his face suddenly became agitated.He had a hunch that this migration was his best chance to escape!

"You must prepare well..."

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Xia De withdrew his gaze to the east, and sighed softly.Walker, who had been holding back his silence, asked curiously: "Xia De, what happened?"

"It's nothing." He smiled and continued to wipe the arrows in his hand.

The last time the elf forest migrated, it took a total of hundreds of years from the order of the elf mother tree to the actual execution.Thinking about it now, it wouldn't make much difference. He didn't need to tell Digo and them so early. After all, with the lifespan of human beings, they might not see that day at all.

And even if the migration is incredibly efficient, he can wait until the time comes. After all, once the migration is over, the elf mother tree will ask the wind to tell it where the new homes of all the wandering children are.

Walker was very dissatisfied with his mysterious appearance, and turned his head away from him in anger.At this time, they were already on the outskirts of the so-called "Norman ruins", which was a vast swamp scattered scattered, and they could still see the forest where they came from far away.

The sun had already set at this moment, in order to prevent accidental stepping into the swamp to die, Miyaluo and Diego were responsible for the patrol together.And that Prince Igor was sitting leisurely in his luxurious magic tent—with his beautiful maid.

Walker thought of the maid's plump figure and charming face, and gritted his teeth jealously.

In a blink of an eye, he suddenly saw a figure squatting beside the mound not far away. After being startled, he quickly realized that it was their new companion, Tai Lun, who arrived more than two months ago.Secretly annoyed, Walker complained a little angrily: "What is Tyron doing? Is it scary to squat so far at night?"

Xia De also looked over after hearing the words, thought for a while, and guessed: "Maybe they are hunting?"

At this time, Tyron who was "hunting" was staring at a lump of transparent object slowly floating up from the mud, quietly pinched the top bit, and pulled the thing out of the swamp.

This is a slime.

One was specifically mentioned by the sage Aaron in "Notes on the Handfeel Experience of Magic Materials", his favorite one - "Swamp Jellyfish" Lunzetila.

Tai Lun half-closed his eyes, his gaze became a little subtle.

Speaking of which, the one he raised before was also lost here, but I don't know if it is still alive?