The hunt was finally over, and by the time Fearan and his party returned to Azeroth, it was nearly evening.

"General Adams, please wait here for a while, I will tell you about your affairs as soon as possible, I don't think I will let you wait too long."

After politely speaking to Adams, who had stopped at the junction of Azeroth and the Misty Forest, after receiving a nod from the other party, Fiaran entered the enchantment of Azeroth with a hunting team with different thoughts.

On the way back, Adams didn't say a word, which was completely different from the expectation and excitement when he went to find Adams.

Adams took a deep look at the tallest white-haired boy in the group of young people, and seemed to see Aryan with red eyes again, scolding him for failing Lisa and abandoning their mother and son, and the complicated feelings in his eyes suddenly flashed.

Compared to other hunting teams composed of adults, Fei Yaran's "Boy Scouts" really broke the hearts of those elders.

As early as they finished their hunt and found that the children had not returned, the hearts of the orc and dwarf patriarchs were like grass, and although they had been sitting on their seats, their eyes were always involuntarily looking in the direction of the entrance of the venue.

Compared to the dwarf patriarch Cook, the orc patriarch Swift Fire is obviously more worried about his daughter.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have let those children go on their own!" Until the sun was about to set, the prey they had caught had been roasted, and it was almost eaten by everyone, and before a few children returned, the orc patriarch Swift Fire finally could no longer maintain a calm appearance on his face, and whispered to the dwarf patriarch Cook, who was sitting next to him, worried.

Although the dwarven patriarch Cook was also a little worried in his heart, the dwarves' naturally strong nerves made Cook not pay too much attention to this matter.

He poured a sip of the elven wine, although the taste was much lighter than the wine he drank before, but the refreshing feeling that made the whole heart feel as if it had been drained by warm water was far better than all the wines, and immediately praised it secretly, and then turned his head and laughed and said to the fire chief: "Even if you are worried, you can't find those little ones when you go out now, it is better to sit here and wait and see." Anyway, this is the territory of the elves, and the silver-haired imp has already given us a package ticket before, and if the children really have something, the imp can't run away. ”

When he said this, Cook did not lower his voice like Fire, but laughed in the gruff voice characteristic of dwarves, and it was obvious that he was not really speaking to Firefire alone.

Hearing this, Swift Fire subconsciously looked at Bai Bai, the high priest of the elven clan who had been sitting on the seat with a gentle smile on his face.

The high priest did not seem to hear Cook's words at all, but noticed his gaze, and politely raised his glass, and raised his glass gracefully in the direction of the fire, all of which were calm and calm, apparently without the slightest concern for him and Cook.

And the Celestial Clan and the Dragon Clan, who also had cubs following the three elven boys to hunt, Noras, the Lord of the Celestial Clan, and Donaldson, the Dragon King, also looked calm as usual, slowly eating the food presented by the clansmen, as if the two cubs who had been away for half a day did not exist at all.

The orcs and dwarves were already at the bottom of the five races, but what he and Cook did just now was obviously inferior compared to the indifference and calmness of the other three races, and it seemed that the two races were extremely uncomposed.

In the blink of an eye, these thoughts turned several times in the bottom of the fire's heart.

After chewing a bite of the delicious and thick roast meat, the fire raised his glass to the elf clan priest Bai Yaoyao, and finally forcibly suppressed the worry in his heart for the time being, and gradually understood-

The so-called Five Races Conference turned out to be far more than just to commemorate the victory of the Dark War, but also an opportunity for the five races to listen to each other's news and measure each other's strength.

Losing people does not lose the battle, although there is no such saying in this world, it is obvious that the Fire Patriarch has noticed the seemingly peaceful atmosphere between the five clans, but in fact there is already an undercurrent that has begun to surge.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the dwarf patriarch Cook, who seemed to be grinning and didn't care about anything, thinking of Cook's appearance that he had always cared about his son Hall on the way to Azeroth, and then thinking of the words that the other party had faintly expressed dissatisfaction with the elves just now, although he didn't seem to care, he suddenly found that the dwarf who seemed to be simple-minded didn't really seem to be as coarse as he appeared on the outside.

This made his heart gradually covered with a heavy and gloomy thick cloud, but his face was no longer exposed.

Fei Yaran also knew that the speed of their squad was indeed slow.

After passing through Azeroth's barrier, he glanced at a few of the foreign guests in the team, and he didn't know what kind of impact the half-day experience would have on each other's futures.

When they saw the return of several children, the orc and dwarf patriarchs invariably showed a relaxed look of relief on their faces.

The dwarven patriarch Cook laughed and patted Hale on the back, listening proudly as Hale described to him what beasts he had hunted.

After this half-day thrilling hunting process, the little princess Canglan pounced on her father like a little beast, hugging the waist of the fire patriarch and not letting go. This made the fire patriarch, who rarely saw his daughter so clingy, couldn't help but be amazed, curious about what happened to this little guy during the half day he went out.

Valun, who finally sat in the center of the Celestial Clan's mission, finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time. In fact, from the time he was mercilessly sarcastic by Donaldson, the lord of the dragon clan, Valen felt that he might be at odds with the elven realm.

And what he saw and heard in the Misty Forest this afternoon obviously made him even more sure of this.

He almost couldn't wait to complain to his father, Noras, about the humiliation of those bastards, but when his eyes touched Norath's smiling face with love, and the Celestial guards standing behind them, who were as solemn as door gods, he had accumulated resentment and humiliation in his heart for most of the day, and suddenly he choked in his throat and couldn't spit out a word.

It suddenly occurred to him that even if he talked to Noras about it, with Noras's previous attitude of calming things down, it was estimated that he would not go to confront the patriarchs of other clans for him.

Moreover, in his mind, for some reason, the silver-haired and red-eyed elf boy who was in the misty forest suddenly appeared, with a delicate but indifferent expression, as well as the indifferent but implicit warning words: "If you really think that my elven clan has neglected you, you don't have to force yourself, I can immediately arrange for the elves to send you and the Celestial Clan delegation to leave the elven realm safely." ”

Obviously he was just a young elf who had some involvement with the Elf King, but he dared to say such a thing to himself, as the young master of the Heavenly Clan, which was almost like an expulsion order, without taking into account that today was the first day of the Five Clans Conference.

Valen knew that when the other party said these words, he did not have the slightest scruple about the Celestial Clan.

And he also believed that if he really decided to tell Father Noras about this at that time, and asked Father God to lead the team out of Azeroth, then he would definitely be the one who was bored in the end.

In just half a day, Valen was very sure that his status in the Celestial Clan was far inferior to Jade's status in the Elven Clan.

And he, the father who clearly put him in the position of the young master of the Heavenly Clan, but did not maintain his status at all, obviously did not attach as much importance to him as Varun thought.

The reason why people are willful is because there is an environment and soil that makes him willful.

Valen now knew very well that in the territory of the elves, in front of his father, he was not qualified to be willful, because Noras was not his real father.

Sooner or later, one day.

He will truly sit in the position of Lord of the Heavenly Clan.

The Celestials will no longer need to be afraid of elves or other races.

Whoever has humiliated him will be trampled under his feet!

The seeds of ambition grew deeper and deeper in the soil of jealousy, and with a good smile on his face, Valen whispered to Father Noras about some of the inconsequential things he had seen in the Misty Forest today.

From the moment he saw Donaldson, Aaron threw himself into the arms of the other party who was reclining in the wide seat, and the grievances and losses that had been pressed in his heart finally revealed a little after seeing the first lord of the dragon clan to give him a trace of warmth.

Although Aaron always likes to throw himself into his arms on weekdays, most of the time, when he pounces, he mostly has a seductive or provocative smile on his face, and there are very few aggrieved expressions like a wounded child like now.

Donaldson didn't ask him anything, and after running his fingers over Arman's long snow-white hair for a while, he asked with a low laugh, "See Adams?" ”

When Yalian heard this, his body, which was originally soft and weak, suddenly froze.

He cautiously lifted his head from Donaldson's arms and looked at Donaldson with a worried gaze, "...... When did you find out? ”

When he met Donaldson, it was the most wolf moment in his life, Aaron had never told Donaldson about his life experience, and this time he came to Azeroth with Donaldson, but only because of Donaldson's new favorite status, so when Donaldson mentioned his biggest secret with a clear meaning, the panic in Aaron's heart can be imagined.

"Little one, do you think that any mess of people can be taken by me for so long, and bring Azeroth with me?" With a low chuckle and a slow voice, Donaldson glanced at the elf boy who had finished talking to the silver-haired elf boy, looked at the elf clan priest Bai here, patted Aron's buttocks, and said lazily: "Let's get up first, I learned that this five-clan conference is in Azeroth, and Adams is probably unable to hold back." ”

And as Donaldson expected, after a brief conversation with Fayaran, the High Priest Bai really mentioned to Donaldson Adams' intention to enter Azeroth and join the Dragon Legation.

Donaldson had already allowed Adams to be free for hundreds of years, and when he heard this, a lazy smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said to the dragon guards behind him: "Go and tell Adams, if you want to enter Azeroth for half a step, you must return to the Dragon Domain with the mission after the conference." ”

When Adams heard Adams' name, a hint of complicated emotion appeared on his face.

But the thought of Donaldson's request for Adams immediately gloated and laughed.

For Adams, who has been seeking weapons but can't, if he enters Azeroth, he must agree to return to the dragon clan, so he can only find a way to get Elder Garcia, the casting grandmaster of the elven clan, to agree to make a weapon for him during the meeting of the five clans. But that Garcia Elder was obviously not an easy elf to deal with, otherwise he wouldn't have let Adams wander around the Misty Forest for hundreds of years without finding a breakthrough.

And if Adams doesn't agree, he won't even be eligible to enter Azeroth.

Thinking of this, Aaron, who had a deep grudge against Adams, finally felt a little relieved.

With the return of several children, the envoys of all ethnic groups have started to work together one after another.

After the beast corpse stored in Fei Yaran's backpack was brought back by the various clans, Fei Yaran said hello to Bai and Kane, and finally ran away with the star track before the smell of barbecue meat entered his nose.

Fei Yaran knew that Star Trail was waiting for his own explanation.

Today, Star Rail actually sees another side of Fiaran that has never been revealed—that is, the real Fiaran that would never have been revealed if he had lived in the closed Azeroth.

"Cang Lan, what exactly do you need?" When they arrived at the secret base of the two, before Fei Yaran could sort out his thoughts, Star Rail asked with a foul face.

Of course, it was the master-apprentice value - this sounded completely inexplicable, and it involved the real answer of the system, Fei Yaran didn't know how to tell Star Rail at all, and the system was his biggest secret, and he never intended to tell anyone.

Therefore, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and Fei Yaran said: "At that time, you were obviously angry, and I couldn't explain too much to you in that situation, so I had to appease you so first." ”

Seeing Star Track, he immediately frowned when he heard this, but the smile on Fei Yaran's face quickly faded, and a trace of solemnity gradually appeared in his eyes, "Star Track, before today, we have never seen a race other than elves. At first, I thought that Bai really wanted us to help receive those foreign guests, but after this half a day, getting along with those foreign people, I found that the truth was far more complicated than I imagined. ”

"How?" Star Rail raised his eyebrows slightly.

Finally, I don't bother with Canglan's affairs...... Relieved in his heart, Fei Yaran pondered for a while, and then he orbited the stars one by one with many doubts observed today: "I always thought that the Five Clans Conference would only be held every hundred years simply to commemorate the victory of the Dark War. "This is indeed the case in the elven literature.

"But today, it suddenly occurred to me that maybe that was not the case."

"A thousand years have passed since the war, and although we have known that not everyone will see history as it is true, it is clear that there are other beings who have deliberately distorted the details and the most important parts of the war in places we don't know."

"You mean the Celestials?" Star Rail is straightforward. Today in the Misty Forest, the words of the dwarf Hall, he did not ignore.

"I've always felt that this is not easy." Thinking of the situation that Hall said today that the Heavenly Clan was the dominant family on the continent, Fei Yaran always had a bad premonition in his heart.

He hadn't forgotten the ultimate mission that the jì system had given him.

[The demons who were born evil are ready to move. 】

[Dwarves, orcs, dragons, celestials, and elves also have their own thoughts. 】

[The Terrans are about to fall into a desperate situation. 】

From these quest prompts, it is not difficult to see that the demons who were defeated back to the demon realm in the dark war have shown signs of a comeback.

But from Hall's words, it is not difficult to hear that the dwarves and orcs in the five major races today no longer have the power to fight against the demons thousands of years ago.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but Hall's weapons are not inlaid with elemental crystals at all. I have seen the dwarven weapons left over from the dark war in the arsenal of the clan, and those weapons are all inlaid with various elemental crystals, although because of the age, many of the crystals have lost their elemental power, but it is not difficult to see that thousands of years ago, these weapons were enough for dwarves without magical talent to have the power to fight against demons. ”

"And Canglan. As a descendant of the mutated Flame Tiger, when facing demonic beasts and enemies, the first thing she used was not the powerful fire magic that the Flame Tiger was born with, but its sharp claws. ”

Speaking of this, Fei Yaran looked at the star track with burning eyes, "I suspect that in the years since the end of the war, someone has deliberately covered up and even erased the fact that magic can compete with the demons, so that the dwarves and orcs have no power to parry at all when facing the demons." ”

Although Star Rail also felt that Hall and Canglan were abnormally weak in the face of the demon clan before, they did not think as deeply as Fei Yaran, and now listening to Fei Yaran's analysis, he suddenly felt that this matter did seem a little strange, "According to what you said, among the several clans, there are only the Heavenly Clan and the Dragon Clan. ”

Hearing this, Fei Yaran frowned slightly.

In fact, among the five clans, except for the dwarves and orcs, the other three races should all have the ability to do this.

But the elves have been in hiding for thousands of years, and Azeroth has been completely closed off by Mr. Anse, and has no contact with the outside world at all, so it is obvious that this cannot be done.

And the dragon clan, I don't know why, as long as he thinks of the lazy and careless appearance of Donaldson, the lord of the dragon clan, he feels that the other party should not do such a thing.

Instead, it's the Celestials......

Thinking of the god-like compassionate smile on the face of the Lord of the Celestial Clan, Noras, and the strong contrast with the young Lord of the Celestial Clan, Valen, who could be described as stupid, Fei Yaran always felt that there was an inexplicable strong sense of disobedience between this combination.

Moreover, judging from the information obtained today, it is an indisputable fact that the Celestial Clan is currently dominant on the continent and has tampered with the history of the Dark War.

Judging from these two things, it seems that the Celestials do have a reason to deliberately obliterate the powerful lethality of elemental magic to monsters.

But, if it was really the Celestial Clan, what were they doing it for?

There are so many things that have happened today, and countless chaotic thoughts are rushing into his mind at this moment, and Fei Yaran is like a cat entangled in a ball of yarn, anxiously trying to find the thread that solves the crux of the problem.

"Whatever they're thinking, no matter what they're doing, it doesn't have anything to do with the elves, does it?" Star Rail's careless words suddenly broke Fei Yaran's contemplation.

When Fei Yaran heard this, he was stunned.

I saw Star Rail frowning slightly, and there was a clear look of disgust in his eyes, "I don't like those foreigners, and I still don't understand why the king would allow them to enter Azeroth. ”

"Today, when I saw that dragon Adams, the dragon general, I felt that I was so lucky to be born an elf." Thinking of Alian's bloody background, Star Rail did not have the slightest sympathy in his eyes, but carried a faint incomprehension and mockery, "If one day, the elves are also like other races, they need to pass on the dirty blood to carry the inheritance, and they have been burdened with the original sin of pain and tearing since birth, it is simply terrible, isn't it?" ”

Star Track, who said these words, had a natural arrogance that he didn't know it for.

Fei Yaran knew that it was the pride of the soul that had been passed down from the bones of the elves.

Because of the noble birth of the elves, and because of the pure souls of the elves that are not stained with blood at all.

Although he was also born as an elf in this life, Fei Yaran was completely unable to respond to him when faced with the words that the star track was so natural and completely in line with the elven way of thinking.

Because in the bottom of his heart, in the depths of his soul, he knows that he has always been the fragile human being from the 21st century, from the earth, with a lifespan of only a few decades.

The elves are indeed the darlings of the creators.

On the way to the Elven King's Palace after bidding farewell to the Star Track, Fei Yaran thought lightly.

Fiaran admits that in the ten years he has lived in Azeroth, he has seen too many landscapes on Earth that he has never seen, and he has done too many things that he would never be able to do as a human being.

But Azeroth, the sea of trees that blooms all year round, is too silent.

It is like an ancient well buried in the depths of the sea of trees, forever without waves.

And the elves who live here are indeed like the legends, with a light body like a bird, powerful natural magic abilities, a talent for communicating with animals and plants, and a perfect appearance carved by the hand of God as if they came from the kingdom of God.

It's a heavenly being.

But the longer I live here, the more lonely I grow, buried deep in my bones, and the deeper it becomes.

Sometimes, Phiaran would suddenly sit on a branch of a tree in Azeroth, looking at the sea of green trees, and become distracted.

He misses the 21st century when the population exploded, walking down the street on holidays, shoulder-to-shoulder, and crowded like dumplings.

He misses his blood relatives, his mother's warm hand and his father's silent but loving smile, his sister's unreserved coquettishness and trust in him, his friends who laugh and scold, and even the strangers who have hurt him or have nothing to do with him.

He even envied Hall and Canglan who had their father by their side.

And Adams, even if the relationship between him and Adams is obviously unusual, and the twists and turns may be far more complicated than what he has seen, but at least, those people, in this world, have a loved one who can be missed.

And here he is, but there is nothing.

Elves have no parents, no ties of blood, and no belief in love.

Therefore, the elves will never understand what kind of beautiful existence fireworks in the world are.

Some kind of Cheng dù come up, this is actually a race that is extremely indifferent.

So Fei Yaran sometimes wondered if this was a carefree race from the kingdom of God, or a sad creature who was missing something extremely important.

As night fell, the stars began to fill the night sky of Azeroth.

Once the mind relaxes a little, it will be swallowed up by the long-suppressed thoughts.

When Fei Yaran came back to his senses, he found that he didn't know when, but he had actually stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window in the Elven Palace, which had been lit up with the light of the flower cage grass.

He was slightly stunned, and after his sluggish brain was restarted, he realized that this seemed to be the window of the elf king's room.

Thinking of the elf king who had spent the most time with him in this world in the past ten years, Fei Yaran's heart inexplicably flashed a trace of panic.

It's just that before he could calm down the depression in his chest and sort out the thoughts in his heart, the floor-to-ceiling window carved from a white boulder and inlaid with crystals suddenly and quietly turned outward.

A handsome face as elegant as a celestial man, in the unique glow of the pitcher plant, appeared in his eyes unsuspectingly.

It was the perfect embodiment that even after ten years, Fiaran could not help but be amazed every time they met, Anse El, the elven lord of Azeroth.

As early as when Fei Yaran had just entered the realm of the palace, Anse Air had already sensed the aura of the other party.

He knew that Emerald and Star Track, as well as Kane, had been arranged by Bai in the Elven Mission of the Five Clans Assembly.

He had always thought that Jade would live in the complex of the Five Clans Assembly these days.

Therefore, when he noticed that the child had returned to the palace and appeared outside his window, Ansel was actually a little surprised, and at the same time, he had some faint doubts, not knowing why Emerald had come here on purpose.

But he waited for a long time, but he didn't see Jade make a sound.

Anse El simply instructed the wind elemental and pushed open the huge floor-to-ceiling window, wanting to see what his students were doing outside his window.

At this glance, Anse El realized that the child was in a daze.

He was in a daze under the window of the Elf King.

Squinting his eyes slightly, looking at the jade that rarely appeared on his face, looking at the jade that looked at him, Anse El thought casually, the entire elf clan, no, the entire Divine Continent, dared to say hello, and the creatures that appeared outside his window were probably only Jade alone.

Thinking so, he found that Jade had not come back to his senses after a long time, but after watching his face become more and more distracted, he finally closed the book in his hand and said to the young man who seemed to be unable to find a home: "Come in." ”。