In the dense woods, there are faint sounds of wild beasts, insects and birds chirping, which seem to whisper about the beauty of the forest, the sound of the rushing stream is not clear, it seems to come from a long distance, and the sound of the leaves shaking and colliding, like the peculiar Linglan grass, Once the leaves swaying in the wind collide together, it is a pleasant music.

Again, a new world.

The physical pain is not serious, but perhaps because of the sensitivity of the pain nerves, I know intellectually that it is not a very serious injury, but I still feel unbearable pain physiologically, as if the pain is continuously outlined by a fine needle, and the right arm is especially severe, and there is more of a feeling of soreness, which seems to have some signs of detachment.

Before the eyes opened, a huge memory rushed in, too many memories almost washed away the consciousness that had not yet gathered, and I tried my best to deal with the memories in my head, and for a while I forgot the pain in my body, and when I thought about it again, I already had a little sober feeling.

This is a western fantasy world.

He is now an elf.

An elf named Doe.

A jungle elf who has just inherited the throne of a prince, and an elf who has just gone through a war and lost his father in this war.

He had also been to the world of Western Fantasy, and experienced the feeling of magic, There was also magic here, but it was different, he had not had time to see the almost legendary existence of elves, and he was burned to death by the fire of divine punishment of the Holy See, and he was saddled with a stigma of "stealing holy relics" until his death.

What a wrongful death.

So his impression of the Western Fantasy World is actually not good, if he can... I don't know how the system chooses the world, if he can, he actually wants to go back to the Western fantasy world he used to be, and reason with the Holy See well, no matter how he can't be wronged like that, it's too aggrieved.

Back then, he could be said to be too weak, he didn't have many means of attack, and he took it lightly and was caught by the other party, but now, even if he has to re-practice the abilities allowed in the rules of the world every time he goes to a new world, it makes him more confident that he will definitely not be easily killed by the Holy See again.

However, it is not a world in the end.

In this world, he became an elf, and it was really a novel experience, which was actually a change of race.

In his journey, this kind of race change rarely happens, so the feeling is even more different.

The original owner is a jungle elf, this division is not because of the different elf races, it is said that in ancient times the elves came from one place, and later because of the erosion of dark power, the elves started a war with them, betrayed by human allies, so that they were scattered by the demon king, in order to avoid the pursuit of darkness, began to migrate.

The elves are a bit pretentious, pure water, clean nature, beautiful creatures... In order to allow them to survive in peace, because these picky places of residence, the migratory elves scattered, and finally divided into jungle elves, valley elves, and tree elves who lived in the treetops.

Jungle elves are the kind that live in the woods, and they live in caves that lead to huge tree caverns, which is why they are also called cave elves.

The life of the elves of the valley is more like that of humans, they live in houses full of art, and the ornate palaces form a huge palace-like structure.

Tree elves are more primitive, that is, elves who build treehouses on top of the treetops in the usual sense to survive, because of the good properties of natural magic, they can make the surrounding trees automatically grow into the way they need, forming a dreamy treehouse.

The three elves come from the same origin and have various blood relations with each other, but it is only later that they migrate farther and farther away and gradually intermarry less.

In the last war, there were betrayers from the human allies, and finally the demon king was sealed, but the righteous camp suffered heavy losses, and the elves were scattered, and they could no longer form the powerful combat power they had at the beginning, and began to work separately for a thousand years.

Now, thousands of years have passed, the seal of the Demon King is said to have been loosened, and the Demon King's subordinates, the Dragon Clan, have begun to wreak havoc, and this war is a war with the Dragon Clan.

In order to survive the war of the territory, everyone will do their best, the original owner's father died, died under the poisonous fire of the dragon clan, and the original owner was accidentally hit by the dragon's Jedi counterattack in the battle, rolling off the cliff, fortunately, the original owner has a protective magic pendant, resisting most of the damage, which makes him only slightly injured now, and there is no major problem.

In the plot, this injury is not a bad memory, because he met the wandering tree elves, and the other party became his lover, and after he recovered from his injuries, he returned to the territory to inherit the throne and became the new king of the jungle elves.

His lover was reluctant to follow him out of his territory and left him to continue his travels, which was not a breakup for the elves' long lives, but a longer interval between gatherings and dispersions, and enough magic equipment to allow them to talk long distances and maintain this long-distance relationship.

Eventually, the two also conceived a child, because the couple's journey did not end there, and the child was sent back for him to raise.

In this part of the plot, it is plain and warm, even if because of the ravages of the dragons, their territory has been repeatedly reduced, and even several wars have broken out, so that the number of jungle elves continues to decrease, but the original owner still maintained most of the territory as a successful king, and even laid a magnificent enchantment to protect the continuation of his race.

However, this period of life was soon broken, and the great prophet of mankind saw that the seal of the demon king was completely peeled off, and the demon king was about to be born, and the human race, who was not willing to be dominated by darkness, decided to find an ally and seal the demon king again, while his seal was not completely broken.

And such a seal requires a sacred relic of the elves, and they have to set out to find the elves, and finally introduce this peace-loving race into the war...

In this war, the power of darkness has a new tactic, the original owner, as the king of the elves, was bewitched by the power of darkness, and finally became the betrayer of the entire race, the entire camp of justice, killed his compatriots, and even his lover and children, and finally was stimulated by their death to the moment of consciousness of the elf king, chose to die with the demon king, the demon king is impossible to kill, so he was sealed again.

This is a tragic story.

And the original owner is a tragic figure.

He never wanted to do bad things, but he ended up killing many people, and finally used his own death as repayment and relief.

This is different from many people who know evil and do evil, and it always makes people sigh.

A voice approached, and Doy opened his eyes, and the light he saw was instantly a little blindingly white, and then he saw a white deer, and there was a man on the back of a beautiful white stag, and a barefoot girl in a snow-white gauze skirt, with dangling feet, and a platinum-blond hair that was almost confused with the gauze skirt, and blue eyes like a lake drooped down, and saw him.

"Do you need my help?"

The girl wore a wreath of green vines on her head, a few pale pink flowers dotted her hair, the braids were loose and natural, a mischievous strand of hair hung down on her cheeks, and the small pink studs on her ears shimmered exquisitely, like her eyes, inhabited by the natural flow of water.

This is the original owner's lover in the plot - Sosie, the tree elf.

As a lively and nature-loving tree elf, Suothy is naturally restless, she is willing to explore all the beauty of this world, willing to find this vast area of nature, her magic level is very good in the clan, relying on nature's love for elves, she can walk in the jungle without fear, not afraid of injury.

She is kind, and she is far from the beauty of all war.

"Thanks, no, I can do it. ”

If you leave the war at the beginning, then leave forever, there is always a place in this world that is not eroded by darkness, and there is no need to join in because of him, and finally cause such a tragedy.

Thinking like this, Doy stood up, raised his head and showed a smile, the elf's own beauty seemed to have an invisible aura, which made Suosi stunned for a moment, what a beautiful smile.

Unconsciously, an equally beautiful smile appeared on her cheeks, two beautiful faces facing each other, both eyes showing friendliness, everything was as bright as the sun at that time.

"I suppose you need a primary healing technique, or, intermediate?" said Sussi with a smile, a little white magic light pinching her hand at the same time.

Du Yi was a little helpless, and he couldn't refuse his kindness, "Then, let me say thank you first." ”

"No thanks. Suothy smiled and cast the white light, but Doyi did not refuse, and let the light fall on him, and then his wound gradually began to heal, and the itchy and numb feeling was a little unbearable.

"You're a jungle elf?"

The elves who migrated to various places had different habits because of the different places they lived, and judging from some small details, Susie guessed, not believing her own experience, she was too young elves, and she had not met more elves after coming out for so long.

It is precisely for this reason that she did not stop traveling after confirming her relationship, she wanted to see more places and see more elves.

"Yes, I am. Doy replied, seeing that the wound was completely healed and there was no scar left, he couldn't help but sigh again at the wonder of magic, but this kind of magic, perhaps because of the different races, was not the same as what he had been exposed to before.

Is it because of the different races, or because the rules of this world are different, so that magic is no longer limited to blood?

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Because it's not a homo.,So I didn't use Thrandil's name.,Of course, the plot may be different.,I hope you can like it!

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