The elves lived scattered, and even the most concentrated area west of the Empty Court was nowhere near as large as the upper part of Downtown Storbuch, where the Ston Butch residences were most sparsely distributed. Because there is no need to walk on horse-drawn carriages, there are no wide, regular streets - the clearing between the forest and the covered bridge between the giant trees are sufficient. Different plants cleverly separate different areas, because of the natural and complex passages, the elves are naturally well aware, and the outsiders are likely to be dizzy.

Seroin had studied the map very carefully, but that didn't help him much in judging where he was at the moment. He could only discern the faint houses around him, delicate silhouettes peeking out among the shadows of the trees, and the soft light seemed faint and weak in the infinite darkness. There was no legendary all-night singing in the wind, only a suffocating silence, and the occasional bird's cry was a bit poignant because of the abruptness.

The chill of early autumn seeped into his blood, and Seroin felt that this was no longer the abode of the living—but he did not dare to make a sound to tempt it. He sneaked through the darkness, tensed his nerves to sense the slightest movement around him, and finally saw the pale and straight body of the silent tower not far away from the gap between the trees, and he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold sweat had unconsciously soaked the vest.

He doesn't seem to have been found. Perhaps, as he had been told, the Grivar Center was the least defensive, as long as he didn't try to break into the empty court. And the recent situation has made the elves lose any interest in partying.

He touched a tall ash tree beside him, the bark wasn't very dry—it wasn't the best time for their plans, but they had to do it.

He took out a black stone box from the bag, squinted left and right, carefully opened the clasp, and threw it forward.

The small stone box slammed into the trunk of the tree, and a dark red light poured out of it, as if a sharp blade tore a crack in the darkness, and the hot blood like magma gushed out from the other world, and turned into a flaming firebird, dragging an ominous trajectory, rushing towards the towering trees.

There was finally movement around. In a low exclamation, Seroin's lips pulled up a mocking smile, and in his lowered gaze, the brighter and brighter firelight reflected a cluster of snow-white far-sail flowers.

A smile froze on his face. He had heard of the flower, because it was extremely rare and needed to be cultivated with care, even in Grivar, where it could only be seen in one place.

He looked up a little dazedly. The white tower, which pointed to the sky, had disappeared into the firelight...... It wasn't obscured by the trees, nor was it obscured by the flames that instantly covered the sky.

The tower wasn't in the direction he had seen it at all.

In the midst of the flames, the farsail flowers all over the ground trembled slightly before they were devoured, not like fear, but as if they were laughing at his stupidity.

Seroin stood still, but chuckled lowly.

Arrows roared, and the elves guarding the place had spotted the enemy. Seroin quickly dodged behind a tree, and in an instant disappeared into the darkness.

He didn't know when he fell into the trap and was calculated to burn where he shouldn't...... But it's not that easy to get his life.

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In a moment, the firelight reflected the sky red.

The silver tree was so tall that Ed could clearly see how the flames rising in the distance spread rapidly, and it was too strong to resist.

“...... It doesn't seem like an ordinary fire. He couldn't help but speak, "Is it really okay?"

Fei Rui gave him a faint look.

"It's okay, it's okay. Beside him, Korrell Lightbearer, the only elf he didn't have to look up at, replied lightly, "It's always okay to escape, we're elves anyway." ”

Ed was a little embarrassed—he wasn't asking.

"Actually, a long, long time ago, when a wildfire was lit, we would let it burn for a while. "Sometimes we even set our own fires once in a while...... The land that has been burned will be more fertile and the new plants will grow better. Then we started to protect each tree and try to keep it healthy and long-lived, and there were fewer and fewer new trees......"

Ed understood his comfort, and he could hear the emotion. But those words, coming from the mouth of an elf who didn't seem to be an adult yet, always felt a little weird.

He was tempted to ask him how old he was, but he was worried that it would be a bit rude. After all, this little elf is the queen of the royal family of noble blood...... A descendant of Almers, son of the gods.

The sound of the trumpet sounded in the forest, not loud, but it seemed to spread throughout the forest and into the ears of every elf. Although they had not heard such a call for many years, the elves reacted quickly, leaving their homes and rushing to the place where the fire had started as fast as they could.

"Such a big fire, burning in the place of eternal sleep, the singers must go and see it. Correll nodded with satisfaction and patted his ass enthusiastically, "Your Excellency is really thoughtful. ”

The corners of Ed's eyes twitched uncontrollably - this wasn't just "thoughtful"!

The Land of Eternal Rest, as the name suggests, is the necropolis of the elves. In the thousands of years since Almers ascended the throne, all the elves who died in Gelwal – including successive kings – were buried there. Although the elves care more about their eternal souls, setting fire to the graves of their ancestors and not caring about it, as a human being, it is really a bit incomprehensible.

But the living are always more important than the dead...... There is nothing wrong with such a choice.

"Lance will take the elves that are left behind...... Except, of course, the elders. Correll looked at Fairy, his eyes full of anticipation, "What are you going to do next?"

"You can go. Fei Rui said.

Curell grinned, and stood still.

"Don't. He said, "Take me into the Tower of Silence? I'll be useful." ”

Ferry finally glanced at him.

"I'm not guaranteed to succeed. He said.

"I understand. Currell shrugged, "If Payne does die, I'll have to kill that guy from the Antlers Forest and become the next king...... But, lo and behold, there is a very serious problem here, and none of you will listen to me—I don't want to be king at all!"

Ed swallowed unconsciously...... Then he choked and coughed violently, coughing all over his face.

"Look!" Corell raised his chin to him, "even the Sage of the Water God disagrees!"

Ed coughed so much that he could only shake his head again and again—no, no, no!

"Because you have human blood?" said Fei Rui slowly.

Correll was stunned for a moment, and finally changed his face slightly.

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