Leon Cross, the former third prince of the Dillon Empire, succeeded to the throne, ruled the entire Dillon Desert, and during his reign, he laid the most extensive territory for Dillon in history.

His life, no matter who looks at it, can be described as "brilliant and brilliant"-

Before the age of twenty, he completely suppressed the power of his two elder brothers with absolute superiority in the palace struggle and successfully succeeded to the throne; Before the age of thirty, he unified the Dillon Desert, which had fallen apart since its existence; During his reign, he reduced taxes, practiced benevolence, punished corrupt officials, educated his people, and promoted the planting of green vegetation in the desert, so that the barren desert could be revitalized year by year.

He was the first human emperor to put magicians on the stage of history, and he was also the first far-sighted Ming Jun who justified the name of mages, disregarded mages as "heretics", and opened a magic academy to vigorously train mages.

Later, in the war, which lasted intermittently for more than a hundred years, he also repeatedly confirmed the importance of mages to humanity itself.

Before him, humanity's fear of demons had left them dependent on the Temple of Light, trying to trade their faith for the protection of the gods.

But when the monsters were raging and the Temple of Light was almost completely powerless to protect the so-called people, the mages and mercenary legions led by Leon repelled the demons again and again, and the Dillon Empire was almost the only country on the continent that had not been successfully invaded by the monsters under his rule.

More and more people began to know the name of Emperor Dillon, especially after Pope Andy and Paladin Armand of the Temple of Light defected to Dillon and exposed the unspeakable crimes of the Temple of Light, the name of Leon and the Dillon Empire was even more famous in the human kingdom.

He was the longest-lived human in history and the longest-reigning emperor.

Time also seems to favor this outstanding king, and can't bear to let him grow old prematurely.

People watched his sons, grandsons, and great-grandchildren be born and die one after another, but Leon still sat on the throne, guiding the country with great spirits.

Seeing this, some cronies who had followed Lyon for many years finally couldn't help but ask Cyril, the prime minister of the empire, who lived as long as the king of Lyon, to seek their method of immortality.

When Cyril heard this, he only smiled, and his mature and wise eyes rarely revealed a trace of admiration that could not appear in the eyes of a human being of his age, and sighed with nostalgia: "The one we have now is only thanks to Master. ”

Only then did everyone remember that Lord Cyril, who had been standing on the king's side for a hundred years and was even more trusted by the king than his own son, had the same master as the king, the pearl of the empire that had become a legend, the national teacher "Jade".

This national teacher "Jade", who has never appeared in Dillon's foreign wars, is a well-known legend of the Dillon Empire.

If the "King of Men" Leon Cross is the most amazing and brilliant king of all time, then the emperor "Jade" is the uncrowned king who turned Lyon, a dusty rough stone, into a sparkling diamond.

Some people who have heard of the great achievements of "Jade" even joked that with the prestige of the national teacher "Jade" in the Dillon Empire back then, if he really wanted to overthrow Lyon and establish himself as king, everyone would definitely rise up and respond to it.

When Leon heard about this later, he was not angry at all, but smiled at Cyril half-truthfully: "If Master really wants this position, I will definitely be willing to offer it with my own hands." ”

Speaking of this, Leon's face gradually darkened, and even showed a rare hint of amazement, "It's a pity that here, there is nothing that can be seen by the master at all......"

Whether it was himself and Cyril as an apprentice, or the Dillon Empire, which was becoming more and more prosperous and had already won the first place in the continent, or the first magic martial arts academy in the continent, the mage guild, the mercenary union established by his master, and even the throne that he could give with his own hands, Leon had never known that this qiē had never been looked at by the master at all.

Since Noah's unstoppable aging, the only two remaining members of the Imperial Iron Triangle, Leon and Cyril, have become more and more fond of getting together, drinking afternoon tea on sunny afternoons and occasionally chatting casually.

They have all lived for more than 200 years, which cannot be described as longevity in the eyes of humans whose average life expectancy is only 40 years old.

However, as the number of mages and mercenaries increases year by year, people who are increasingly familiar with martial arts such as magic and fighting qi gradually understand that if their own strength reaches a certain level, the speed of human aging will slow down - as we all know, King Leon and Prime Minister Cyril are both high-level magicians taught by the legendary national teacher "Jade", and their strength is unfathomable, and they have never been probed out of the real bottom line.

In this way, there is no need for the empire to vigorously publicize it, and the people who come to ask for magic and martial arts have already blocked the door of the first magic martial arts academy in the continent every year.

One of the great advantages of short-lived races is that because their lifespans are too short, they need to have as much knowledge as possible that will be beneficial to them and the power that may bring them benefits or even longevity in their limited life.

As a result, at Leon's insistence, the three cultures of Chinese, magic, and martial arts, which had not appeared in the human kingdom hundreds of years ago, have subtly become symbols that countless people are accustomed to at an astonishing speed.

To everyone's surprise, even Cyril, in this process, the name of the national teacher "Jade" has always run through-

Those who come to join the Dillon Empire must learn Chinese, Dillon's official language, and the first thing to know when learning Chinese is the "Jade", the national teacher who brought this mature writing and culture to Dillon.

Those who want to enter the first magic martial arts academy in the mainland to study, the mage needs to touch the huge moon and half stone in front of the academy to test the magic attributes, and those who are determined to become mercenaries need to pass the entrance test of the guò martial arts academy, both of which were created by the founder of the academy and the first principal of the national teacher "Jade".

And once they pass the examination and enter the Imperial Capital Demon Martial Academy, the first thing all students need to do at the entrance ceremony is to worship the national teacher "Jade" as their teacher from the bottom of their hearts, and thank him for bringing them life-changing knowledge and power.

On the central square of the college, there has always been a statue of the national teacher "Jade" that has been stored here since the establishment of the school.

According to the students of the Demon Martial Arts Academy, the statue was carved with a young man who was extremely tall and handsome. His waist-length hip-length hair was tied behind his head by a jeweled headband, revealing a cold face that would have fascinated countless students, and his ruby-carved eyes were the color of blood, but there was no trace of blood, but instead they were in contrast to the feathered double sword in his hand, which was also decorated with rubies. He was dressed in the intricate robes of the academy master, with water waves and flames under his feet, as if he was reciting a silent proverb in his mouth, but the long sword in his hand was pointed into the distance, seamlessly combining the subtlety and profundity of magic with the violent aesthetics of martial arts.

He is the pioneer of human magic and martial arts, the founder of the First Demon Martial Academy, the permanent president of the Mage Guild and the Mercenary Guild, and the legend of Dillon - the emperor and the national teacher "Jade".

All the students studying in the Demon Martial Arts Academy were overwhelmed by this handsome and powerful academy master who could cultivate both Demon and Martial Arts to the peak.

In particular, they occasionally heard some gossip about the Dean from the mouth of the Dean's student, the current Chancellor of Dillon, Cyril.

"A statue in the academy? That's not as good as Master's own demeanor. Occasionally, when he came to inspect the academy and was blocked by the students to ask about the dean's "jade", Prime Minister Cyril once missed it so much.

As a result, after learning this sentence, the students were infatuated with the dean's "jade", and they could not suppress it to a high mountain to look up to Cheng Dù.

It can be said that in the hearts of almost every graduate of the Demon Martial Academy, the head of the academy and the imperial national teacher "Jade" are the light that they cannot touch in their lives, and the most beautiful dream they have encountered in their best years.

In addition, in the policies pursued by the Dillon Empire over the years, traces of "emerald" can be seen almost everywhere, and the king of Lyon is happy to see it, and even he has contributed to it at all.

Therefore, even after the sudden disappearance of the jade for nearly two hundred years, the Dillon Empire is familiar with his name, and the number of humans who have developed faith in him today has increased instead of decreasing.

In this regard, Fei Yaran, who occasionally checks the value of master and apprentice, naturally will not be ignorant.

It's just that he has been busy restoring his strength and rebuilding the elven clan at that time, and after the showdown with the system, he didn't want to bother with the tasks that the system had issued at all, and from the news he got, it can also be seen that Dillon has developed well over the years, even without him, he can still become the head of the human kingdom on the continent.

In this way, Fei Yaran did not need to be distracted from Dillon anymore.

Therefore, when he saw Leon's summoning of his righteous order, a trace of surprise flashed in Fei Yaran's heart.

He thought that Leon would never use this thing again in his life.

When Fei Yaran sent a few apprentices to gather righteousness, it was just to provide them with a guarantee that they might summon him to rescue them when their lives were in danger, but with Dillon's development over the years, Leon, who was already surrounded by impregnable walls, had almost zero chance of being in danger of his life.

And let Leon, who was so unlikely to be in danger, not hesitate to waste the precious justification order to summon his reasons......

Thinking of the time that had passed since he said goodbye to that year, Fei Yaran pursed his lips slightly, and guessed something in an instant.

The long life he had as an elf almost made him forget, and not all living beings would be like him, almost not aging.

Therefore, when he changed his appearance into the appearance of Dillon's national teacher back then, and asked Guò to appear in Dillon's palace out of thin air, looking at Leon, who was dying on the bed and was old, Fei Yaran, who had already been in the water all these years, still had a trace of emotion in his heart.

"Master...... Is that you? Have you come to see Lyon?! Leon, with his hair full of flowers, was weakly sunk in the bed, but he still excitedly stretched out his hands to Fei Yaran in the void.

The princes, ministers, princes, and princesses who were guarding the king's dormitory looked at the extremely handsome young man who suddenly appeared in mid-air in disbelief, until the prime minister Cyril bent down deeply to the man and said in a choked voice, "Master, you are back", and everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, and rushed to perform the highest court courtesy on the young man.

Hearing someone call him Master, Fei Yaran glanced sideways at the crowd, and after barely recognizing who the person was, he called softly, "Cyril, come to the bedside." ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately let the prime minister to the side of the bed, and then, they saw the young man in the void flick his fingers lightly, and everyone felt an invisible force, pushing them away from the bedside, and when they subconsciously reached out to touch, they found that there seemed to be a transparent barrier invisible to the naked eye in front of them, enclosing His Majesty the King, the Prime Minister and the young man in that transparent barrier.

It was so unbelievable that even the current president of the Mage Guild could not easily use the isolation enchantment, which suddenly startled everyone who was isolated, and then thought of the identity of the young man, the people who had been brainwashed by the name of the national teacher "Jade" for many years invariably held their breath and stared at the three people in the enchantment without blinking, for fear of missing the legendary person who could see his true face for the first time in his life.

However, if I remember correctly, Lord "Jade" should be older than the king and the prime minister, why is the appearance still so young, and there is no trace of aging?!

For a moment, the hearts of outsiders in the enchantment fluctuated, and their eyes flickered at the "Jade".

Inside the isolation barrier, Fei Yaran was a master and apprentice, but he completely regarded everyone outside as nothing.

After a dozen life detection magic spells were thrown at Leon, and after finding out that Leon's lifespan had indeed come to an end, and even the Fountain of Immortality could not rejuvenate his thoroughly aged body, Fei Yaran finally held Leon's trembling hands, and a rare trace of temperature appeared in his eyes, "Leon." ”

Just called Leon's name simply, the king of the empire who has been on the battlefield for a hundred years, suddenly condensed big tears in his eyes, like a wronged child, holding Fei Yaran's hands, and the old tears were horizontal: "Finally waiting for you...... Lyon is finally waiting for you! They all say you're dead...... But I don't believe it! I know...... I know how strong you are! How could you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Leon was already crying and speechless.

At this time, he looked extremely old, his skin was loose and wrinkled, his gray hair had become thin, and his blue eyes were no longer as bright as before.

This kind of Leon, even if the appearance is completely different from Fei Yaran's memory, still makes Fei Yaran feel very familiar, and it seems that he sees the little sun-like apprentice who was obviously a father for a long time, but still likes to follow him in front of the saddle and the horse, and never shows the slightest pride in him.

Reaching out to touch Leon's head, Fei Yaran pulled out a handkerchief and helped him wipe away the tears and snot on his face one by one, showing a soft smile to Leon, "You're right, I'm so strong, it's impossible to be fine." ”

After saying this, he paused and asked again, "Leon, what else do you want?" ”

Judging from the results of the detection of life magic, Leon has less than a day left to live. Although Fiaran's feelings have become very weak in the past two hundred years, he still wants to fulfill Leon's last wish before he dies.

He was an incompetent master, and although he only took in three apprentices, he almost never did anything for them, nor did he protect them by their side, but he always spent less time with them.

Although it was because the system forced him to accept these apprentices step by step with the mind of skill, from the growing value of master and apprentice over the years, and the growing power of faith around him over the years, Fei Yaran knew that even if he left without saying goodbye back then, even after two hundred years of leaving, these apprentices had never forgotten or even resented him, but had always kept the agreement with him without knowing what his purpose was.

Therefore, now that Leon's life is coming to an end, he wants to fulfill all of Leon's wishes as much as possible, so that he can leave no regrets.

Taken aback by such a gentle gesture from the master, Leon knew very well how strict the master's cleanliness was, but now he actually helped him wipe the dirt off his face with his own hands, Leon was moved in his heart, and on the other hand, he understood that the master must also see that his life was short, so he would be so tolerant of him at this moment when he was about to be truly separated.

Thinking like this, Leon couldn't help but tug on the soft and silky hem of his master's sleeve, and said vaguely, "Master...... Can you stay with Lyon......"

Letting Leon move, tucking the handkerchief back into his backpack, Fei Yaran smiled and nodded, "Of course." ”

Under the faint halo emanating from the enchantment, Leon stared intently at his master's face, which was as angular and handsome as it was two hundred years ago, and after a long while, he finally couldn't help but murmur, "Master...... You...... Is it really human? ”

Cyril, who had been accompanying him, couldn't help but look up at Fei Yaran when he saw this.

In recent years, he and Leon can't help but recall the past when they were young, as the two highest rulers at the top of the empire, the most talked about on weekdays, in addition to state affairs, is their common master "Emerald".

After talking a lot, taking apart everything that mattered to the master back then, and pondering over and over again, Leon and Cyril had a rough guess about the true identity of the master.

They were no longer ordinary people who once knew nothing about anything other than humans, and many of the books left by Master had mentioned many races on the continent, so they knew that the real controllers behind the Temple of Light were not actually humans, but the Celestial Clan, who claimed to be the messengers of the gods; knew that their fierce senior sister Cang Lan, who had beast ears on her head and a tail behind her, was an orc; Knowing that the ones who brought Dillon a large number of weapons, and who had been selling them in human warfare for many years, were dwarves; I know that there is no end in sight to the east of Dillon, as if hanging in the sky in the steep mountains, inhabited by dragons; I also know that those powerful demons who appear on the continent more and more frequently, and have the magic power to attract people to fall......

Merfolk, Kraken, Feather Clan, Elves, Mutant Beasts, Warcraft...... The books left by the master made their understanding of the world extremely broad, and the "Warcraft Illustrated Book" that was left to Leon for enlightenment also played a crucial role in the later foreign wars and the process of resisting the invasion of Warcraft.

Therefore, Leon and Cyril have always understood that even if Master is not there, the one he brings to them, to this country, and even to the entire human race is enough for mankind to remember Master's name forever.

Master is a well-deserved pearl of the empire, and the most beautiful light in the world that Leon has been chasing since he was a teenager.

Leon has always understood that the true identity of such an unattainable Master, who is enough to make all human beings look up to him, must not be as simple as they seem.

No human being can have such an ageless face that can resist time like Master, not even those Celestials, orcs, and dwarves.

In the past, Leon had never dared to ask, for fear of offending the master, but now, when he was about to leave this world, he wanted to get a definite answer from the master.

It can't be, let him not know until he dies, teach himself to grow, and assist him step by step to the peak of the master, what is the truest appearance, right?

With a light of anticipation flashing in his eyes, and his eyes unblinking at Master's handsome face that had not been eroded by the years in the slightest, Leon asked, "Master, can you ...... Sue sù me? ”

The light is shining in front of me.

The light on the barrier was lit up again, so that everyone waiting outside couldn't help but close their eyes, and turned their heads away, unable to look at the emperor's bed again.

In Leon and Cyril's suddenly wide-open eyes, Fei Yaran nodded slowly, and after a vague fluctuation on his body, he finally showed his original appearance-

It is still a long silver hair like water, but it is much brighter and more dazzling than before, as if there is a Milky Way dotted on it, shining brightly; Although the ruby eyes have not changed, the lines of the facial features have become softer, no longer the sharp and scorching handsomeness of the past, but elegant and delicate to the extreme, so holy that people dare not look directly; His aura was cold and arrogant, and the mage robe worn by the head of the Demon Martial Arts Academy gradually changed to a more complex and old, layered but extremely beautiful white robe.

He hung his head slightly, his long silver hair slid down the side of his face, revealing sharp, thin, translucent ears that were different from humans, and he looked at Leon with a nonchalant and sympathetic gaze, no longer reminiscent of the veins and warmth that had been disguised a moment ago.

Leon and Cyril looked at the miraculous scene in front of them, and forgot for a moment their words.

After a long while, Cyril couldn't help but murmur before finally breaking the almost suffocating space, "Essence...... Genie......?! ”

Hearing this, Fei Yaran bowed slightly, and his elegant and ethereal voice was completely different from that of a human being, further confirming the two apprentices' guesses, "I am indeed an elf. ”

As soon as the words fell, two gasps suddenly sounded in unison.

Seeing this, Fei Yaran's eyes couldn't help but be stained with a smile, and the two apprentices who were already mentally confused and incoherent didn't know what they were talking about when they saw their true body.

For most of the next day, Leon and Cyril were immersed in the state of the blind circle that was so dizzy that they didn't know what night it was, and they couldn't take their eyes off Fei Yaran from head to toe, and asked all kinds of strange questions like a baby, quite like the three of them got along with each other when they were young.

Reaching out to knock down Leon's thin paws that couldn't help but reach out to his hair, and after ignoring a question that he didn't want to answer again, Fei Yaran lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Leon whose eyes had become more and more cloudy and had lost focus, and said softly: "Leon, sleep for a while." ”

"Master...... Always...... Over here...... Is it? Leon, whose eyes were almost open, asked intermittently.

"Master will always be here with you." Touching Leon's head, Fei Yaran whispered.

"Master......"

"I'm here."

"Thank you ......"

"Actually, I've always been ......"

"Always ......"

"Happy ......"

The thin body sank deep into the bed, and the drooping and aging "human king" finally lost his last breath, but the corners of his lips were filled with a satisfied smile of relief.

"Woo...... covering his mouth to prevent grief from leaking out of his throat, Cyril knelt beside Leon's bed, his face already a blur of water.

Lowering his eyes to look at the old man who seemed to be asleep under his touch, Fei Yaran seemed to be able to see the young prince who was in high spirits in the desert under the moon when he first met, the child who was always cheerful and smiling, always sincere to himself, and trying to catch up with his own child who had been ignored by him for too long.

The heart that was still numb suddenly felt a trace of pain after a long time, different from the heart-rending pain that had made him almost want to destroy the world, but as if it had been accidentally scraped by a small wooden thorn, although it was shallow, but it was impossible to ignore the subtle pain.

There was a pearly white halo, wafting out from the body that seemed to be sleeping in front of him, like the silver-green halo that had been floating in Azeroth for a long time, and it was attached to Fiaran and refused to leave.

Fei Yaran was slightly stunned, stretched out his finger and pushed the light cluster - Fei Yaran was not clear about the reincarnation mechanism of the human soul on this continent, but it was impossible for Leon's soul to follow him all the time.

The mortal world is never a place where the undead should stay for a long time, and Leon's life as a human being is over, and he should no longer have nostalgia for anything in the world.

After the light ball was rejected by him, it seemed to be a little dazed, and timidly retreated a short distance, but it never went away.

Seeing this, Fei Yaran didn't know how the human soul could enter reincarnation normally.

However, Leon has passed away, so he simply stays here for a while, and it is not too late for Cyril to take care of Leon's afterlife.

So, in the following days of Dillon's national funeral and national mourning, Fei Yaran returned to the National Teacher's Mansion, which had been vacant for two hundred years, and stayed here.

He was succeeded by one of his great-grandsons, the most resembling of his youth.

I learned that the national teacher "Jade", who had already become a legend, was still in the world, and also came to see the last time my great-grandfather, this young man who had just sat on the throne of God, wanted to see the national teacher "Jade" who was always talked about by the great-grandfather and the prime minister.

However, in the face of the huge barrier that enveloped the entire National Teacher's Mansion and only allowed Prime Minister Cyril to enter, even as Dillon's new emperor, he still had no choice but to leave.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, Cyril, who had lost a lot of weight and paleness because of Lyon's funeral, looked at the National Teacher's Mansion with nostalgia in his eyes, and said with a smile while pouring tea for Fei Yaran: "This place is the same as two hundred years ago, it hasn't changed at all. ”

Taking the tea handed by Cyril, Fiaran nodded slightly, "You and Leon have bothered all these years. ”

"Back then, Master suddenly said goodbye, and Leon and I couldn't wait for you to come back, so we could only come here occasionally to see things and think about people." More than 200 years is too long for human beings.

Although Cyril and Leon have since started their own families, their reverence and admiration for their master, as well as the deep feelings hidden in the deepest part of their hearts that cannot be spoken to anyone, have always been throughout their lives.

The appearance of Master has changed the lives of countless human beings.

Among them, Leon and Cyril, who are the apprentices of "Jade", feel the deepest.

Now that Leon is gone, Cyril is the only remaining human with such a strong emotion that borders on faith.

It made him feel lonely like never before.

He couldn't help but look at the master who was quietly drinking tea, in the National Teacher's Mansion where there were no outsiders, the master did not use the handsome appearance he had conjured before, but reverted to the appearance of an elf.

Cyril couldn't help but lose his mind when he looked at such a master, and he was amazed that the Creator was able to create such a beautiful being.

But at the same time, he also sighed for the unspeakable longing that he and Leon had hidden deep in their hearts - such a master, perhaps no one in this world could be with him.

A figure with the same noble temperament suddenly flashed in his mind, but he had never revealed his true face, Cyril was stunned, and suddenly broke this rare tranquility with a voice, "Master, is Mr. Silver also an elf?" ”

Surprised by Cyril's sudden mention of silver, but when they thought that silver was the only one in their eyes who could stay in the National Teacher's Mansion, Fei Yaran was relieved, "Silver is also an elf. ”

After saying that, Fei Yaran couldn't help but be silent.

There were so many things that happened overnight that he didn't have time to react.

When the dust finally settled, the elven clan's external defense work was basically completed, and the rebuilding of Azeroth began, Fei Yaran came to his senses a little and mentioned to Star Rail the elven elder silver whose name had been lit on the friend list.

The result was unexpected—neither Raphael, who had been an elder for 10,000 years, nor Star Rail, who had been studying the affairs of the clan with Elder Winster for many years, had never heard of the deposit of the "Elder Silver" at all.

But having spent decades with silver, Fei Yaran was very sure that the storage of silver was not his illusion.

However, when he thinks about it, the appearance of silver is indeed too abrupt, and he has not heard any news about silver before he left Azeroth to travel.

But on the contrary, whether it was the familiar and natural attitude of Teacher Anse of Yin, or the summary of the "Si Feng" information that he often looked through during the time of acquaintance, it was definitely not something that people outside the high-level of the elf clan could get lightly.

So until now, Fei Yaran was at a loss about the true identity of Yin.

Thinking of this, he finally couldn't help but ask Cyril: "Did Silver show up after I left?" ”

When Cyril heard this, there was a hint of surprise on his face, "Didn't Mr. Silver leave with you, Master?" ”

However, he then understood, if this was the case, the master would not ask him so, and after thinking about it carefully, he finally remembered some of the circumstances of the year, "After you fell into a coma during the off-campus training, Leon and I came to the National Teacher's Mansion to look for Mr. Yin, but at that time there was an enchantment you set up outside the door, so Leon and I don't know whether Mr. Silver was aware of our arrival. ”

"In the two days I've been unconscious, Silver hasn't been there?" Fei Yaran frowned slightly.

"Yes, we haven't seen Mr. Silver since you fell unconscious." Leon replied in the affirmative.

Leon and Cyril may not know that Fei Yaran set up the barrier in the National Teacher's Mansion back then, and although outsiders can't enter, the people in the mansion can clearly see if anyone has touched the barrier. Especially at that time, Silver's strength was far above Fiaran, and if he was really in the palace at that time, it would be impossible for him not to detect the call of Cyril and Leon.

Therefore, that can only mean that at that time, silver was no longer in the National Teacher's Mansion.

But even if you understand this, what does it mean?

After Fei Yaran came to Dillon, he had been busy with the Demon Martial Arts Academy and the assistant professor Leon to deal with state affairs, going out early and returning late every day to work diligently, comparable to office workers, and often left Yin himself in the National Teacher's Mansion, so Fei Yaran never paid attention to Yin's whereabouts on weekdays.

So, even if Silver happens to be absent on those two days, it doesn't mean much.

And.

Fia then came to learn that on the day the Tree of Life fell, all the elves' bodies were traumatized in different ways, and the more powerful the elves, the more severe the wounds, so when facing the demonic beasts that invaded Azeroth, the elves suffered such heavy casualties.

With Yin's unfathomable strength, it is estimated that the situation at that time was not much better.

Perhaps because they were all elves born from the Tree of Life, after the accident in the Tree of Life, all the elves sensed this matter for the first time, and the elves outside rushed back to Azeroth as quickly as possible.

But even after two hundred years, Phiaran still hadn't waited for the silver to return in Azeroth.

Therefore, for Yin, whose name has always been lit up in the friend list, Fei Yaran has actually been a little worried, whether the other party will be tripped by something, or injured too badly, so he has never returned to the elf clan.

At that time, all the elves above the royal rank of the elf clan had already been wiped out, although Fei Yaran and Star Rail had now touched the threshold of the imperial rank one after another, but compared to the heyday of the elf race, the gap was still too big, and if the only remaining royal rank silver could return, it would definitely be a good thing for the elven clan today-

Fei Yaran knew that he didn't have much time to continue to protect the elves.

"Master......" Cyril's hesitant voice pulled back Fei Yaran's thoughts.

With a slight bow, he motioned for Cyril to continue, and after a while, Fei Yaran finally heard his cautious voice, "Master, will you stay in Dillon in the future?" ”

Fei Yaran lowered his eyes faintly, and before he could speak, Cyril's slightly flustered voice came again, "I...... I know that Master is an elf and will not stay in the realm of human beings forever, so Master ...... Do you have any plans to stay here for a while longer...... ”

Noah has been dead for many years, and now Leon is also one step ahead, and the partners who fought side by side have already died one after another, and for more than two hundred years, whenever he sees those familiar faces aging and decaying faster than them, Cyril has a vague feeling that immortality may not be a good thing for humans who generally have a low lifespan.

Therefore, Dillon, who has almost no familiar faces now, even though the current king and the top officials of the empire are mostly Cyril watched him grow up, he still feels more lonely than ever before.

And the Master, who has a longer life than him, has carefully taught him as an elder the only remaining close Cun, Zài.

So even if it is a luxury, Cyril wants to try hard, hoping that the master can stay in Dillon for a few more days, so that the bone-chilling loneliness can not come so soon.

Looking at those childlike eyes full of anticipation, Fei Yaran was silent for a long time, and finally rejected Cyril's request ruthlessly, shaking his head gently.

He didn't have much time in the elf clan, and he really didn't have any extra energy to share with others.

His eyes were slightly red, Cyril snorted, and after barely suppressing the choking in his throat, he said to Fei Yaran as if jokingly: "You always come and go in such a hurry, you don't even have time to take a good look at this country that you have cultivated with your own hands." The new king has just ascended the throne, and the change of power is the most unstable, don't you worry that someone will take advantage of this time and shake the root of Dillon? ”

This is actually a bit vexatious, because strictly speaking, Fiaran is an elf race that has nothing to do with the human race, although Dillon can indeed be said to have been created by him, condensing his countless efforts, but in the final analysis, Dillon's foundation is human beings, plus human beings who are familiar with Fiaran, and now only Cyril is left, Cyril and Fiaran both understand that his bond with this country has become shallower and shallower, and his feelings are getting weaker and weaker, so these words are just Cyril's sad and sad half-truths. There is no hint of reproach at all.

Seeing this, for Cyril's little temper after many years, Fei Yaran only pulled the corners of his lips slightly, "If there is a change of power, you can shake the root of Dillon, and it is also because you and Leon are not good at learning, and it is not to blame me, the master." ”

And......

Looking at the endless clear sky on the desert in the distance, Fei Yaran couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the current human race, whether he is the national teacher of Dillon or not, is actually not so important for a long time.

Although he had to plan for the Terrans because of the threat of the system, Fei Yaran had slowly figured it out - for the former compatriots of the human race, what he did was only to act as a behind-the-scenes promoter, and the time for this day to come was slightly earlier.

There are outstanding human beings like Leon, Noah, Andy, and Armand who have been fighting for the strength of the race, and the strength and independence of human beings is a matter of time.

Therefore, even if Dillon does fall one day, it must be the final choice of history.

Today's Dillon, there is no need for Fei Yaran to intervene.

Waving goodbye to Cyril, who was low, Fei Yaran sat under the big tree in the National Teacher's Mansion for a long time.

It wasn't until the moon crept up into the starry night that he finally glanced at the white soul belonging to Leon who was still with him, "Do you really want to come with me?" ”

Whether the undead have memories or not, Fei Yaran did not know. Although elves can communicate with all things, they are limited to living beings, so for the spirits of those elves in the past and the souls of Leon now, Fei Yaran can't figure out at all, whether they came to him because they have memories, or have forgotten the memories of their lives, and only because of some obsession, they have been refusing to leave.

But in the end, no matter what, he couldn't watch Leon's soul wander in the world.

If he returns to Azeroth directly now, and Leon insists on refusing to go to reincarnation, then what awaits this soul is only a complete dissipation.

"Even when you see my truest appearance, do you still think I'm a soft-hearted guy......" Helplessly reaching out and poking the pearl-white soul, finding that the soul not only did not dodge, but rubbed his fingertips closely, Fei Yaran finally sighed, and took Leon's soul into the gang territory.

"I can only give it a try, and if it doesn't work, you don't have to force it." After saying to the group of souls, Fei Yaran reached out and slightly pushed the light cluster in his hand, pushing it towards the Tree of Life in the Singing Evening Pool, which was surrounded by dots of green light.

Then, the pearly white soul slowly merged into the tree of life without being rejected in the slightest.

Fei Yaran: ......

“…… Little Green, you really don't refuse to come. ”

When the Tree of Life heard this, it shook its leafy twigs slightly, and then fell into a deep sleep once more.

In his heart, he was slightly worried about Xiao Lu's temperament for a while, and Fei Yaran couldn't understand why the Tree of Life, which was supposed to only receive elven souls, would take Leon's soul into his body to nourish without any guilt.

But since he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't bother with it anymore.

After taking advantage of the night to send Cyril something that could be used, Fiaran did not hesitate to return to Azeroth.

In the past few days, nothing has changed in the isolated Azeroth.

After Fei Yaran trimmed himself slightly, he went to the government affairs hall to discuss things with Star Rail.

He had a hunch that the day he would leave Azeroth once again was getting closer.

Until then, he must entrust everything to Star Rail.

In this way, when that day comes, he can leave with peace of mind.