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Luo Tianyi bent down and grabbed Lotta's two arms and lifted him up from the ground, "Lotta, the elf village will be handed over to you." ”

Lotta gritted her teeth and tried to calm her voice, "I'll do my best." ”

Luo Tianyi nodded, stepped forward and stood in front of all the clansmen, then turned around, faced the Tree of Life, raised his right hand and pressed it on his left chest.

"Merciful Lord God, eternal tree of life, please bless my people."

Behind him, everyone followed his example and saluted to the Tree of Life, silently praying in their hearts that the Lord God and the Tree of Life would bless the Elven Village from this crisis.

Slowly straightened up, Luo Tianyi's face had turned into determination.

"All the young elves except Lotta, come with me!" He took a slow breath, the brilliance in his hand flashed, and there was already a big bow like dark green jade, raised high towards the sky, "Fight to protect the elf village." ”

All the young elves took out their bows or swords and raised them to the sky, chanting in unison.

"Fight to protect the elven village!"

Flying up, Luo Tianyi took the lead and swept towards the outside of the village, and several elders and all the remaining members of the patrol team followed him up and swept in the direction of the outside of the village.

"Come on!" Loas walked up to his son, two big hands on his arms, and tightened hard, "I'll be proud of you, Lotta." ”

With tears in her eyes, Lotta said, "Me too, Father. ”

Taking one last look at his son, Loyas turned around and flew up, chasing in the direction of Luo Tianyi and the others.

By the time Lotta looked at him, all the elves had straightened up, and watched as the warriors disappeared into the dense forest outside the village, and many women and children began to cry.

Lotta forced the tears that were about to come out of his eyes back, now, he is the backbone of the village, he can't cry, only if he is calm enough, everyone can be calm.

Clutching the elven seal in her hand, which symbolized the position of heir, Lotta turned to look at the old men, women, and children, and coughed lightly.

When everyone heard the voice, they all turned their faces to him.

"There's no time to grieve, the other elves are already working for the safety of the village, and we are no exception." Lotta's gaze swept over the old and innocent faces one by one, "Now, I want you to enter all the young children and fragile old people into the treehouse of the Elven Tree, and then, go back to your respective homes, find all the things that can be used as weapons, and all the fountains of life and medicines and food that you can find and store, and we must be ready at all times, if the wounded return to the village, we can provide them with the fastest and best treatment, and at the same time, we must be vigilant, in case of an orc invasion, Each and every one of us will fight to protect the village. ”

Everyone was still sad, but when they heard Lotta's words, they immediately regained their courage.

That's right, what if they're women, even if they're old?

They were also young, they were once part of the patrol, they used to fight to protect the elven village, and now as long as they can still walk and hold weapons, they will fight until the last moment to protect the elven village.

Everyone quickly moved to send the young children to the treehouse of the Tree of Life and put them in the care of the older children or the elderly.

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