According to the Demon King, the soul will can capture and dominate the instincts of other creatures. So that man's ambition mostly dominates the instinct of a two-headed giant.

Enslaving the two-headed giant, Catherine felt awe when she thought about it. Because she controls a small bull's-eyed demon herself, she often feels powerless.

Then the mage thought again of the abominable demon king, who once dominated the instincts of a black-fronted rat. That instinct is vicious and irritable, and it is much more difficult to discipline than a bull-eyed demon. Catherine still hasn't figured out why the Demon King gave him the Black-fronted Rat at that time. Is it really the meaning of "lay down your arms and raise the white flag to surrender"?

"Definitely not. Catherine firmly believes that the Demon King must have a plot. You must know that at that time, the female mage controlled her own instinct and the bull's-eyed demon at the same time, and it was already very difficult. When the black-fronted rat's instinct also joined, just to subdue the three instincts, she exhausted the strength of the lady of reason, and she had no strength left to deal with the demon king who was about to escape.

The Demon King is playing the trick of the gecko's tail breaking, which is the conclusion of rational reasoning. As for the other plots, Catherine hadn't come up with them yet. But now the demon king seems to have suffered a big loss, and he was simply replaced by the ambition of the man in front of him with a fish of thought.

Judging from the frescoes behind the wooden house, the demon king is now at the altar, that is, in the hands of the man's wisdom. Catherine was still curious about what the man would do with the Demon King. The Demon King has devoured the soul of an immortal bird from the Heavenly Paradise. The monarchs and ministers of the northern court also seem to be fighting the idea of the soul of the immortal bird, which shows that there must be some secret hidden in it.

The female mage is inevitably a little difficult, should she ask the secret of the immortal bird's soul as a question?

Just as Catherine hesitated, she suddenly heard a knock on the door. She looked up, and an old man walked in through the door. He was half-bent, holding a branch as tall as himself in his hand, the branch covered with green leaves. He slowly moved into the room, looking at the mage as he went.

Catherine was also looking at the old man. Sure enough, his face was exactly the same as that of a man, except that there were so many wrinkles on his face that it was like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree. Although his whole body was also covered in ancient elven language, his skin was loose and drooping, without any shimmering luster.

The old man observed Catherine for a long time before pulling out a chair and sitting down. "I haven't seen her," he said. Humans, I don't have much of an impression of this race. ”

The man put down the book, smiled and said, "Please come, not for you to identify her." I promised to answer her three questions as a reward. Her first question was to ask me who I really was. I don't remember a little myself, so I'm going to ask you to tell her about my past. ”

"Oh. The old man looked down for a moment, and then said to the man, "Are you really willing to tell her about your past? You know, there are some things that she doesn't need or have the right to know as a foreigner." ”

"Alas. The man sighed, "yes, but all these years have passed. I'm always here, will I ever be gone? You say, how many years?"

The old man closed his eyes and kept squirming his lips, as if he was calculating in his heart. It took him a long time before he opened his eyes and said, "There will always be 30,000 years, maybe longer." ”

"Thirty thousand years, do you think I can wait another thirty thousand years?" The man's tone was full of melancholy and unwillingness.

The old man was silent.

The man turned to Catherine and asked, "Young human, do you know when it was 30,000 years ago?"

30,000 years? Catherine only had a very vague idea.

"It was about the end of the age of the gods. The female mage's thoughts were drawn back to that long ago, and she said with regret, "It's a pity that we haven't found any historical documents that come directly from that period. Most of the texts that can be studied and referred to now are from the period of the four ancient civilizations, which was later than the age of the gods. For example, the most credible and most researched is a book from the ancient elf civilization "The Legend of the Elf King". ”

The man did not speak, but looked at the old man. The old man nodded and said, "The saying of the Age of the Gods should come from those goblin scholars. They compile great encyclopedias and try to explain everything about this world. In the end, because of this, their homeland was completely destroyed. The statement of the four ancient civilizations is a little funny, except that the ancient elven civilization directly inherited the legacy of the elven empire, which is still the case. The other so-called three civilizations were not brilliant and powerful, so they also perished one after another in a short period of time. "The Legend of the Elf King" is a long narrative poem written by those descendants of the ancient elf civilization to commemorate the glory and history of the elf empire. I don't have the whole book here, just a few fragmentary verses. There is a lot of artistic processing to read, and it is not exactly written according to the facts. ”

"The Legend of the Elven King. The man laughed, "Is that all the elven kings written in it?"

"It is said that the elven kings of all tribes have mentioned it, and of course there are you. "The old man knows what men are most interested in," 'The unknown is far away, the beginning of time. Endless brilliance, the path of the Holy Spirit. The king of hesitation, the road to curtain call. There are three chapters about you. ”

"It turns out that in the eyes of future generations, I am just a hesitant king. O way of the Holy Spirit, they think too highly of me. The man laughed self-deprecatingly, "Young human, you know who I am now, don't you?"

The female mage opened her mouth wide, although she had already vaguely had this conjecture, but when the man admitted it himself, she was still quite shocked.

"Your Majesty the Elven King. Catherine stood up and bowed solemnly.

The man was a little stunned. The old man explained: "This is a kind of etiquette of human beings, and they believe that there should be a clear distinction between respect and inferiority. The exalted high enjoys the deference of the lowly lower. It is said that some humans have to kneel down ......"

This is just a sign of the respect a king deserves, not a sign of self-inferiority. Catherine straightened up and interrupted the old man unceremoniously, "Any elven king deserves my respect. Because the prosperity of human magic today is due to the use of the ancient elven language. It can be said that without the help of the ancient elves, mankind would not have been able to forge the 'Great Discovery of Magic', and there would be no achievements today. ”

The Elven King looked at the old man again, and the old man shook his head and said, "As I said, I don't have much impression of this race. It seems that they have ruled the terrestrial world for the last few thousand years. Humanity has long been an obscure race, and there was no trace of them during the Great Empire. It is said that in that era of the four major civilizations, they began to multiply on the continent. There is currently a human race in the western and eastern parts of the continent. ”

"Oh, is your empire divided?" asked Catherine.