When an elf suddenly fell out of the air, Nalya just glanced up and calmly dried the last few clothes - you have to get used to the occasional surprise when you have a dragon in your house that likes to fly around. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She squinted at Is, who then jumped to the ground, and quickly made a judgment: of course, it would not be a friend who was thrown by him, but the elf was not injured, there was no fear or anger on his face, and most of the time he was not an enemy...... Most likely, a messenger or something.

"Good morning. ”

She wiped her hand on her body and spoke.

The elf was stunned for a moment before realizing that the sentence was addressed to him. After all, in the face of an uninvited guest who fell from the sky, such a greeting is a little too common.

He nodded subtly and responded very politely, "Good morning." ”

It seemed even stranger to say this, and after a brief and awkward silence, Naria smiled.

"Whatever happens, let's have breakfast first. She said, "I don't know if it's to your taste." ”

This unexpected invitation surprised the elves even more. He was a few steps behind and listened to Iss's indignant whisper, "Why does he have his share of breakfast?!"

“...... Because I don't have your share. ”

“...... Why?!"

"Who told you to run out without a sound. What did you tell me before?"

“...... I have a reason!"

"yes, yes...... Leave it and tell your father. ”

“......”

The elf's footsteps paused. It wasn't a spur of the moment he made, and now he couldn't help but wonder if he had made the right choice - although he didn't have many options for what he wanted to do, the dragon ...... It's a little too naïve.

He looked up at the unsheltered sky of the human city, felt the peeking gaze in the shadows around him, and smiled wryly at himself.

It's all here...... There was no turning back for him.

Seeing the sleepy-eyed and glazed face of the famous Ed Singhal, the elf couldn't help but doubt his decision once again.

Across from Ed sat an old man with gray hair, who smiled back at him.

"Good morning. He said, "You may be seated, and whatever happens, you will have breakfast first." ”

So...... This is undoubtedly the "father" of the dragon, Alan Kavo.

As a human being, he was in his twilight years, but his eyes were still sharp, as if everything was hidden in front of him, but it did not make people feel aggressive or offended.

- And he may not be half the age of an elf.

Orin calmed down, thanked him politely, and sat down at the table.

He actually knew. He didn't just choose the dragon...... And it's not just Ed.

Naturally, breakfast will not really be without Is's portion. The aroma of freshly baked bread softened the Ice Dragon's unkind gaze, and Ed yawned uncontrollably as he nibbled on his sausage, then rubbed his eyes and smiled sheepishly at the elf. As the tense body gradually relaxed, the elf realized that he had not enjoyed a simple and delicious meal like this for a long time.

He certainly wouldn't be naïve enough to think it was really just breakfast. He was sure that Eren was quietly observing his every look and every movement, and that this brief moment still made him grateful...... And he didn't mind letting Alan see that.

"You're from the Antler Forest?"

Naria cleaned up the table and said curiously, "Norway is worried about you. ”

Her eyes darkened unconsciously—the elf knew what it was.

He couldn't help but feel a little gloomy when he thought of the elven warrior who might not really exist. Although they had only known each other for a short time, he genuinely admired Norway's composure in the face of crisis and his concern and compassion for humanity, which was different from all the elves...... If even he can't believe that it's all fake, how can his friends accept it?

What he brought was not good news, so he had planned to put it off until the end, or to hide something. But......

He looked at the herbal tea that had just been brought in front of him, and sighed inwardly—perhaps he was underestimating the power of this breakfast.

“...... Ancrane," he said bluntly, "the blasphemer who was supposed to have disappeared from this world was summoned by the elves of Grivar. ”

The elves of the Antlers Forest left their people thousands of years ago. Humans don't know much about that history, and the elves are always silent.

In fact, that split was precisely because of Ankland.

Compared to the rulers of Grivar, the elves who resolutely led their people out of their homeland may have more courage to face the facts. Even if they didn't deliberately publicize it, they faithfully left behind many accounts of that upheaval without much judgment.

Anclan was able to have a large following not only because of his great power and personal charisma, but also because of the confusion and anxiety that permeated the elves at that time. The birth of humanity had made them curious and uneasy, and Ancrane's divine death had not dispelled that unease. Some of the elves had to start looking for a way to change...... Or another way of survival, but Almers, who had just ascended to the throne, had no time to take care of it.

“...... That might not hurt either. ”

When several leaders expressed their willingness to lead some of the elves away, the young elven king spoke calmly and wearily, "If you can find the right path......

If you can find the right path, you may be able to save the entire race.

The elves who left were not hindered. For thousands of years, Grivar ignored them, almost as if they didn't exist, but the elves of the Antlers Forest never forgot that they would one day return to the boundless forests of the South.

Throughout, they kept an eye on every bit of Grivar's news: Almers had succeeded in keeping the Presbyterian in check, but after his death, panic erupted as fewer babies were born and the Presbyterians found a chance to regain power. After that, there was a never-ending struggle and compromise between each king and the Council of Elders...... The elves lived a long life, but the change was extremely slow, and when the human civilization came out of obscurity and rose rapidly in the violent turmoil, the elves inevitably gradually declined.

Across the river, watch the human city rise from the ground, despite the change of dynasties and frequent wars, but it is becoming more prosperous and stronger...... In his fear, an elven king chooses an extremely dangerous way to try to get out of the predicament in front of him - Payne Silverleaf's father, Norrian Silverleaf, frees Ankran, who has been imprisoned in the Silent Tower for thousands of years.

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