Monia didn't go to the mage academy to teach the elven apprentices, she paused in front of the mage guild for a moment, and then walked straight in. The www.biquge.info filled out an application form from the registration staff who were already somewhat familiar, and waited for the elven archmage's assistant to arrive. The tall elven mage didn't make her wait too long, so he led her into the mage tower, stopped in front of a room on the sixth floor, made a gesture of please, and turned to leave.

"The door is not closed, come in."

The slightly hoarse voice of the elven archmage came from behind the door, and Monia didn't hesitate too much when she heard this, pushing open the fir door and entering the reception room of the master of the mage tower. Shi pushed open the door and met the elven archmage's tired gaze, she was a little surprised, but in the blink of an eye, she collected the emotion between her eyebrows, and bowed: "Salute to the pioneers on the path of the ether, may the glory of the ether always be with you." ”

"This is my private space, so I don't have to be so polite." The elven archmage sat at the round table by the window, smiling approachably, "Come and sit here, what do you want to drink?" ”

"Don't bother you, Lord Moya......"

"I've said it's my private space, you don't have to be so polite to me, you can just watch it as your home." There was a hint of impunity in the Elven Archmage's tone, "There is only Moya here, but there is no Elven Archmage...... If you want, it's okay to see me as a sister. ”

"What ......," Monia hesitated slightly, "a glass of fruit wine?" ”

"Don't drink children!" Mo Ya slapped the table with a majestic face, "It's not good to learn outside, but you learn to drink, you shouldn't have mixed in the mercenary circle, right?" Forget it, I'll give you a glass of juice, a sweet and greasy drink that kids should love......"

I'm not a child!

Although she wanted to refute this, Monia finally didn't speak, just sat down silently opposite the elven archmage - she didn't forget the experience of being ruthlessly suppressed on the custody issue when she visited this last time, even if the scar was healed and the pain was forgotten, at least she had to wait until the scar was healed, didn't she?

Thinking so in his head, the mage looked at the elven archmage opposite, the archmage's name is Moya, the surname is ominous, the legend about her has been heard from Lahuana as early as the first day she came to the Elven Forest, and it is not the first time that the two sides have met, but it is really the first time to really take a serious look.

Frankly speaking, aside from the figure, this one is really a beauty - a beautiful face, smooth long hair pouring down like flowing water, dark eyes as vast as a sea of stars, fair skin, and a slender body - to have a temperament, to have a charm, the only fly in the ointment is that in an important area of evaluating the female figure, she has seriously lowered the average combat effectiveness of the elves.

Of course, these thoughts only disappeared after passing in his mind, and what the mage really cared about was that the elven archmage didn't seem to look very good, although he was smiling, but his eyes could faintly feel her sorrow. This is not a trivial matter, she has been in the Elven Forest for nearly a month, and she is also familiar with other elven mages, and she knows more or less about this person's temperament - for daily work, elven archmages have always pushed assistants to complete, and she doesn't even touch them on weekdays, only things that can really affect the fate of the clan will she care.

And seeing the unconcealed sadness on her face at this moment, it is inevitable that people will think about it a lot.

"What's wrong, what are you thinking?" Moya asked, and it was only then that the mage noticed that an elaborate fruit platter and two full goblets appeared on the small round table, "If you don't mind, you might as well listen to it, maybe I, a senior, can give you a little reference." ”

"No...... Not necessarily. Monia didn't dare to say what she was thinking just now.

"That's right," the elven archmage didn't know what was going on in the mage's mind, she just shook her goblet and asked, "I've been in the Elven Forest for almost a month, are you still used to it?" ”

"Although there is a bit of a gap between what I expected, the surprise is not bad." Monia replied, her small nose moving, she could already smell the faint aroma of wine from the shaking mouth of the archmage's hand, but she wouldn't be foolish enough to ask why you can and why I can't.

"Really?" The elven archmage glanced at her and said casually, "I originally planned to let you take back the custody if you were not used to it, after all, you can't let such an excellent seed affect your cultivation because of family problems, but since you think it's good, it seems that I have done it too much." ”

"Not really!" Monia retorted, perfectly sure that the other party had confirmed her answer.

"Originally, I was a little skeptical of my decision, but after meeting you today, I realized that in foster care, you can progress faster than if you were practicing alone." Mo Ya looked up and down at the little mage sitting across from her, "I thought it would take you at least two or three months before you can be promoted to a mid-level mage, but I didn't expect that less than a month has passed, your spiritual power has broken through that boundary, and today you are here for this matter, right?" ”

"What did you say?" Monia was dumbfounded.

"It seems that you haven't realized that your spiritual power has reached above the level of a mid-level mage, but it's not very stable right now, and it takes time and energy to stabilize it." The elven archmage took a sip of fruit wine and looked at Monia with an interested look, "I thought you came to me for a vacation because of this matter." ”

"Of course not." Since waking up from the nightmare, the mage has been in a trance, and the middle-level mage has only accumulated spiritual power to a certain extent, and he has no special feelings, so he has just known the fact that he has been promoted to an intermediate mage.

"That's good, I don't have to arrange a vacation for you." Moya smiled, no matter how she looked at it, with a malicious smile.

"Of course not!" Monia knew it was just a joke, but if she didn't refute it seriously, she was skeptical that this one would actually turn it into reality.

"That's right......" the elven archmage had a look of pity.

Monia ignored the eccentric archmage, she suspected that the other party had already made it a habit to bully people, otherwise he would start teasing her in a few sentences. She is not easy to bully, but the identity and strength of the other party are there, it is impossible not to be bullied, all she can do is to divert the topic.

Wait a minute...... Why is it a digression, that's what I'm here for!

The mage shook his head, leaving behind the questions of why he was off-topic and when he started to go off-topic, and said, "Lord Moya, I came here to be a gift, just now, I had a dream. If I'm not mistaken, that dream is supposed to be a prophetic dream. ”

"What kind of dream is it?" When talking about this topic, the elven archmage's expression became unusually serious, the only thing that was strange was that she did not distinguish the truth and falsehood of the prophetic dream, and seemed to be sure that Monia would not be wrong in judging the dream of foreknowledge - you must know that the dream of foreknowledge is very rare even for mages, and many mages who have left their names in history have never had a chance with this kind of mysterious dream for the rest of their lives, so what is she sure that the mage will be able to distinguish between ordinary dreams and jade dreams?

Monia didn't realize the problem, she frowned as she recalled the details of the dream, and said, "I can't control my actions in the dream, I can only watch my actions. The time when the dream happened should be a year to two years from now, and by that time I could already be proficient in using the mage shield and the fire blast technique, at least in the dream world I used it quite skillfully, and had a fairly deep fire temperature. ”

"Yes." The elven archmage replied noncommittally.

"At the beginning of the dream, I was in a twisted and dark forest, heading in the direction I was guided by, and I encountered several fierce and strange monsters along the way, but what really frightened me was what happened afterward," Monia paused slightly, as if she was brewing some kind ......of emotion. Then she raised her head and looked directly at the elven archmage: "I have encountered a long-eared tribe in the depths of the forest that bears a slight resemblance to the elves, and they are imbued with an evil aura, sacrificing the living, banishing the aether, and summoning an unknowable will, and the object of their sacrifice is an ancient tree that towers into the sky. ”

The mage paused again, carefully observing the expression on the elven archmage's face, and unexpectedly, she didn't see the slightest surprise or doubt on the other party's face, only calm, as if she knew everything calmly. Finally, she hesitated, but said, "I think they're elves." ”

"I know about it." Mo Ya nodded and said, the light and breezy attitude made the mage not know whether she listened or not.

Tentatively, Monia asked, "Don't you wonder why I'm so sure?" ”

"Isn't that obvious?" The elven archmage smiled and shook his head, "Long ears, in the forest, worship a towering tree...... With the exception of elves, there is no other race with such characteristics. The only thing I care about is what makes them the way they are. ”

"That's ......," Monia hesitated, finally deciding to confess, "I know a little bit. ”

"Oh?"

"That's right, on the way here, I took Fana and Liel into a ruin, and the owner of the ruin is named Hormonx." Monia said, the name of the legendary mage is still very good, she saw a look of surprise on the face of the elven archmage for the first time, "I am in the ruins, entering the trial of the path of the true name of the legendary mage, and in the process of the trial, I saw part of the experience of the legendary mage. ”

The mage organized the wording, trying to round out the lie as much as possible: "Among them, Hormone Nexus encountered a monster in the location, the main body is just an ordinary crypt lord, but because it is contaminated with some kind of black substance, it begins to repel the ether, and its form changes dramatically, and it is hostile to all living things...... No, more precisely, killing intent. ”

"True Name Path, Inheritance of Hormones," the Elven Archmage seemed to focus on a subtle incongruity, "Congratulations, Monia, it looks like you'll soon be on your own." ”

Although he was surprised by the angle of the other party's concern, the other party's smile was extremely clean and sincere, and the mage could only nod: "Thank you, Lord Moya, for your encouragement." ”

"I said that I should treat this place as my home, and don't care so much." The elven archmage frowned slightly, "Just call me sister, come and scream, good." ”

"Ahem...... Monia almost squirted out the juice she was drinking, she could only retreat under the other party's unwavering gaze, and whispered: "Sister Moya? ”

"That's right." The Elven Archmage looked very happy, though the mage never understood why she was so happy, "As a reward for calling me this sister, I will give you a month's vacation, during which you can freely enter and exit the Ancient Tree of Knowledge and the Mage Tower. ”

"The Ancient Tree of Knowledge?"

"Yes, it is one of the ancient trees lit up with the World Tree, a place that preserves the knowledge of the elves, and its existence itself is also the guardian of knowledge." Mo Ya said without any taboo, "There you can copy the spells of the elves to your heart's content, although the spells of the elves are much inferior to the spell system developed by humans over the past ten thousand years, there are still many interesting spells, even straight to the source." ”

"Thank you, Sister Moya." Monia said, her voice softening unconsciously in front of the visible benefits.

"No thanks." The elven archmage showed a gentle smile, "You don't have to think much about this nightmare, just consolidate your realm with peace of mind, everything here is with me, and it won't get in the way." ”

"Hmm." The mage nodded with some emotion.

"Okay, we're done talking, so let's talk about your skipping class, shall we?" The elven archmage still had a warm smile on his face, but in Monia's eyes, it completely turned into a demonic smile, "I just received a report that the children of the Mage Academy have been waiting for you all afternoon without seeing a figure...... In other words, you are absent from work for no reason......"

"Huh!?"

Sure enough, the image of the gentle big sister just now is deceiving!

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