Remembrance of the Goddess of God

Lancelot stared blankly at the elf's silver-white back, with a blank expression, not knowing what he was thinking.The human prince standing beside him rolled his eyes, and punched the knight on the back in a displeased manner.

"If you have time to be in a daze here, why not apologize now!"

The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy turned his head suddenly, looking in surprise at Arthur who seemed to know the source of the awkward atmosphere between him and Murjia.

"Why are you so surprised? I guessed it all." Arthur looked at the first friend he had made after returning to human society, and punched Lancelot on the shoulder again. "Murjia never takes the initiative to provoke, what else could be the reason if it's not that you said something wrong?"

"Arthur, I think... Mu Erjia may not want to see me now - I still can't understand why she treats Teacher Jiaermei like that... If I apologize now, I will surely annoy her again?"

——Probably things will really turn out like this.

Arthur looked at the distressed brother in front of him, and let out a sigh of relief.

Among the six holders of the holy relic, Murjia and Lost were abandoned by their father. Arthur himself and his mother are already in conflict with each other. Tesmi can tolerate and understand the first three, but Ou Fang himself does not know Who are my parents... At the end of the day, Lancelot is the only one who has never been abandoned by his relatives and is too young to understand this kind of... relationship beyond what he knows.

For this guy, loved ones never give up loved ones because of blood—and that was enough for him.

But because of this, Lancelot absolutely couldn't understand Murjia's rejection and fear of Duke Carmeri.You can only simply feel that this is wrong, right?

but……

"...Lance, there are not only parents like the Duke and Duchess of Berignon in this world. If you can't figure this out, you can tell Mel directly." Arthur withdrew his fist, turned and followed them into the room A camp built by the knights of the wasteland. "Mel will never be angry because of this, my cousin can guarantee it."

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After Murja was almost drugged and insulted by the knights of the Duke of Galmery, Lost made an attitude that he would never tolerate this humiliation and expressed that he would never set off into the wilderness with such human dwarves. Arthur and Lancelot set off at a slightly different time and caught up with the team of elves and dwarves.

Although there are a lot of supplies that cannot be fully prepared under the surveillance of Carmeri—or Queen Igmel's subordinates, but with the support of the elves, especially the many elves' unique spells that were sacrificed by Lost, It is not too much of a problem to successfully pass through this wilderness inhabited by barbarians and enter the city of the gray elves, the tower San Roll.

But correspondingly, the question of why Queen Igmael insisted on causing trouble in Sisdhang to pull Arthur out of the ranks of elves and dwarves...

Watching Lost use the magic of the elves to make the crops grow rapidly from seeds and turn them into food directly, but Murjia's mind has wandered to nowhere.

——Perhaps outside the scope of Master Tismi's rock monitoring, I should also...

"Murjia?"

A voice that has become extremely familiar these days pulled the elf back to his thoughts.Murjia turned his head following the voice, and just met a pair of blue eyes that were not so clear and penetrating because of guilt.

Murjia raised his brows slightly, but the elf obviously didn't notice that he and his brother hadn't concealed their appearance after entering the wilderness, so that Lancelot was stunned for a moment before recovering.

"... Lancelot, what's the matter?"

"I... I'm here to apologize."

Lancelot looked at Murjia uneasily, but he couldn't find the faint smile on the elf's face that was obvious a few days ago. "For what I told you that day in the dungeon."

Murjia was silent for a while, and Lancelot was keenly aware of the sadness and wavering on the elf's always indifferent face.

"Arthur said that I was wrong at the time, and I think so too... My family members will not abandon each other, so I may really not understand the problem between you and the Duke... Anyway, I still don't understand now .but I still..."

"Anyway, I'm sorry."

"It's not necessary."

Murjia looked at the distressed knight, but his voice was still calm.

"Your experience does not allow you to really understand what I did at that time. Judging from your experience, your choice is not wrong. ... Everyone's choice is correct, but some people cannot accept the consequences of the choice. "

"That's...not...I mean..."

"I understand." The girl with long silver hair like moonlight looked at him sideways and smiled slightly, "I know what you mean, but I never blamed you."

Because the concern and worry in Lancelot's eyes are sincere, although the knight who is too young now can't really understand and tolerate everything in her, but at least this kind of concern is too rare for Murjia and precious.

that's enough.

After all she is...

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Xiyanon is the child of elves and humans.

The little fairy Sissy circled and danced beside the sleeping elf princess, illuminating the darkness around Xiyanong like a slightly larger firefly.

Sissi, who was small and hadn't even been baptized to decide what kind of fairy she would become in the future, looked at the fairy princess who grew up on Avalon Island, holding her chin in the air with some melancholy. Flying different styles non-stop - of course, it is also good to see clearly this half-elf who grew up among fairies from various angles.

The lord of the air, Doren Daya, the fairy king of the wind, once told Sissy the secret of why half-elves are taboo when she decided to follow this princess who has a very high affinity among fairies:

When Goddess Toddana created the world from chaos together with the Emperor of Heaven, in order to resist the erosion of chaos on the stable time and space, the goddess created four major cities, the island of mist and the source of time, with these six places as the fulcrum in Chaos opened up a time and space that is not corroded, and in order to keep the six fulcrums directly bordering chaos without being corroded by chaos, the goddess put her and the children of the emperor of heaven, that is, the gods who symbolize all concepts, into the world. The source of time and space was created, and dwarves, humans, goblins, elves and goblins, which symbolize the love between the five elements, earth, water, fire, wind and elements, were created. Finally, the emperor of heaven created dragons and phoenixes to let them live in the gaps of space and time respectively. to maintain world stability.

It is precisely because of this that the blood of these eight races is absolutely not allowed to mix - what can time and water mix?What can wind and fire mix?It was impossible for such a combination to have offspring—because it would be a monster that completely violated the rules set by the emperor and goddess in this world!

But in Wendu Saidi, the city of wind, which symbolizes the final doomed death of all living beings, the combination of wind and water has succeeded.And more than once—three tragic love affairs had produced four half-human-elven children—children cursed at birth by the goddess Toddana, the creator of everything.

No one knows what they can do—after all, they are not bound by all the laws of this world, and they will not live, grow old, or die without external force.But Xiyanong is different from the three of them.

Miltin can't learn the magic of the elves, but he can twist the spells of the elves and transform them into his own. Murjia and Lost can even master all the rune systems of the Seven Sacred Trees... But Xiyanong can do everything less than.

She was completely human, but she didn't even have human powers.

Although the elves love her dearly because she is the last blood of the Morian clan, but... Sissy can see the inferiority and helplessness in her best friend's heart.

"...Even if it is the existence of violating the law, it is not Xiyanong's own will... It is too much for Goddess Toddana to do this..."

Xiyanong has always had such a hard life...

"It's not too much, because the goddess has given Xiyanong stronger power."

Sissy turned to the direction of the sound in horror, and the goblin's eyes that were not afraid of the dark saw a pale figure.

That's Miltin.

The prophet has already used magic to put on an old face, but the old man's expression now is sad and solemn.

"Xianon will be the only and eternal king of the elves in the future. Since she already has such power, how can the goddess allow her to have other powers?"

"...the Prophet?"

"Still upholding the chaotic nature, a goblin who is not bound by this world... Don't worry, your friend, my fellow Xiyanon will not always be like this, she will grow into a member of the entire elf family one day Pride. After me, all hybrids are born but because of the divine metaphor of the goddess Toddana—the creator of all things has her own meaning."

Sissy didn't understand Miltin's words, but the goblin still understood the reason why Miltin said these words to her - he was telling her that Xiyanong would grow up in the future and become like the five goblin kings among the goblins exist.

but……

"I appreciate your comfort, but... why are you telling me this, Prophet?"

When the elves met Miltin, Miltin had become silent or maliciously mocking others, but the elves knew Miltin as a child earlier because of their own characteristics.Also because of this, the goblins are more aware of how reluctant the world's first half-human half-elf is now to tell others about the immutable future he sees.

Sissy stared at the prophet whose hair was as pale as an old man, until Miltin withdrew his ecstatic expression and revealed his signature malicious smile.

"That's right...I tell you this because of my reasons. Little elf who hasn't been baptized yet, I need you to do something for me."

The fluorescence on Sissy's body suddenly dimmed, and the goblin spun a few times in the air, as if trying to find a place to avoid Miltin.

No matter how much she thanked him for Miltin's words just now, Sissy just wanted to avoid him now!

——How can Mildin ask others for ordinary things?His request will be fatal!

—but, but...

But in the end, the goblin flew out again from the corner of the room.

"Mildin, what do you want me to do?"

The prophet's golden-green eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the goblin who was clearly terrified but still stopped in front of him.

"Your name is... Sissy? You haven't received the baptism of transformation attributes, have you?"

Sissy bent her body, obviously trying to let Miltin understand that she was indeed a goblin who had just been born from the holy spring and hadn't even transformed her attributes.

"It is also because of this that you were able to enter the City of Wind after drinking Xiyanong's blood. Is that so?"

"...Yes...but your blood also has the same effect-don't play Xiyanong's idea!"

puff.

Miltin couldn't help but sneer.The Prophet raised his left hand and lightly grabbed the goblin hovering in front of his eyes.

"What am I doing with the idea of ​​my kind? It is also your idea to hit me."

Sissy looked into Miltin's eyes suspiciously, and after thinking for a while, she decided to believe his words.

"...Then...what do you want me to do?"

"Murjia and Lost, you know them, right? On Avalon Island, they are no less popular than Xiyanong." A sterling silver staff appeared in Miltin's spare time. In his right hand, the half-elf turned it quickly. "I want you to go to the barren land - find them both, save them both. To save Xiyanong's friends, this is a good job for you, isn't it?"

"For a young elf who...doesn't know when to die?"

There was a malicious smile on Miltin's face, but Sissy felt strangely... this person might be trustworthy.For a half-elf like Xiyanong.

Now he will not take the initiative to hurt anyone.He just tries to protect some people.

It was a very strange premonition, but Sissy decided to believe it.

"...I...I promise you. When shall I go?"

"You'd better go now."

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Seeing the goblin's little figure with pale golden fluorescence completely disappear into the night, Miltin withdrew the smile on his face, and looked lightly at the place where Sissy had been flying around before.

The elf princess with long brown curly hair has opened her cat-like golden-green eyes, but it seems that because of anger, Xiyanon's pupils have turned almost pure gold at this time.

"... Miltin, you want Sissy to die!"

"No, I want her to save Murjia and Lost." Miltin restrained his malicious smile, and even his voice was indifferent.

But Xiyanong felt even colder.

"Besides, you were sober just now, why didn't you stand up and stop me at that time?"

"Because you also understand that compared to a goblin who refuses the transformation attribute and can't live for three months at most, the two of the same kind, Murjia and Lost, are naturally more important."

The princess of the elves suddenly raised her hand to grab a lock of her hair, her fingers kept trembling, almost pulling her hair off.

"Besides, what's the use of stopping you? Lianna has already left Elijand, and I'm just... to better fulfill her wish."

Looking at Xiyanon who was still trembling, Miltin smiled slightly, and then whispered the last words:

"The Goddess' decree has been promulgated, who can defy it? Our era, the era of wind and water, is over, Xiyanong, the time for our generation to leave the stage is approaching..."

"Your time is coming, but except for that deep-minded little guy Arthur, are you all ready?"

"... Miltin?"

After a long silence, Kexianong finally mustered up the courage to ask a question when Miltin had already turned around and was about to leave.

"Mirdin, what do you mean? What are you going to do? What does Goddess Toddana want to do?"

"What do you see!"

The princess of the elves shouted and asked sharply, but the white-haired prophet ignored her voice and just walked away at a leisurely pace.