Cautiously crossing the threshold, the little wizard holding the doorknob in his right hand widened his eyes, his gaze constantly scanning back and forth around, his pupils flashing with a familiar color. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A delicate and incomparably quiet longhouse, with only a handful of slender elves in robes coming and going. Freshly harvested ingredients lay on the surrounding shelves, and the dew of the morning mist could be seen on them, and a young female elf knelt beside a boiling cauldron, carefully stirring with a long spoon.

The rich flavor of the medicine, the fresh raw materials, and the various alchemical materials...... Ayn Rand almost thought he was back at Wimpal Academy, in a laboratory somewhere in the castle.

And just beyond the longhouse, there is a large and delicate garden, in which many plants that Al Yin has never seen are thriving, and not far away stands a wood sculpture that resembles an hourglass, surrounded by young vines and flowers.

"This is the most important place in the entire Morning Star Forest, the Astrological Office. ”

Along with the little wizard was an elven elder, the one who had been choked twice by Loren. At this moment, the old man's expression was completely devoid of the seriousness of that day, but he was very enthusiastic about introducing Ain.

"Our settlement, and even many of the sages of the surrounding settlements, are here to refine decoctions to ward off sickness, to delve into the knowledge of nature, and to study the secrets of the stars. This knowledge is then passed on to the next generation of sages to guide the children of the settlement and set them on the right path. ”

The Elven Elder's smile was incomparably kind, and his soft gaze was fixed on the little wizard who had been completely intoxicated, as if he was an old man with his grandchildren.

Although it was only a few days of contact, Ain Rand had no desires, and his simple personality did arouse a lot of favor from the old man, and that kind of innocent kindness was definitely much more sincere than that of a black-haired wizard.

And when they learned that the little wizard was still an alchemist, the elves had a better impression of her - among the elven settlements, only the sages of the settlement had the ability to refine potions and judge the weather by observing the stars. And these sages are very rare in any settlement.

Despite being young and seemingly a little too innocent, there are still many elves who see the little wizard as if they were sages. Even if she was still a little wary of her human identity, she at least showed great respect.

Because of this, when Ain offered to help the elves of Morning Star Forest make medicines and some simple alchemy items, the elven elder immediately agreed to the request and brought her here.

The little wizard was much simpler, by contrast—she knew very well that Loren had come here to win the friendship of the elves and make them believe in herself.

In that case, if you can do your part to earn the respect and kindness of these elves, it will make this mission a little easier, right?

Although Loren didn't say anything, Ain decided to do so anyway. She didn't want to just follow this big liar and do nothing but be a burden, she wanted to prove that she was the one who could stand up on her own and fight alongside him.

Since he was destined not to help him in battle, he could only do what he was good at—although the little wizard specialized in alchemy, he also had access to herbology, and had a high level of attainment.

"If you need anything, please feel free to mention it to us. The elven elven elder, who was very enthusiastic, smiled very kindly: "For the friends who really help us, the elves of the Morning Star Forest have always been generous and enthusiastic. ”

"You're so kind. The little wizard had only time to thank him for a moment, and then he got to work—he skillfully set up the cauldron, turned the notes and potions he had brought with him open on the table, and his smooth little hands picked herbs on the wooden shelves.

It was only at this point that the elven elder finally fully believed that this "wizard" was indeed proficient in herbology, and not a lie to gain their trust, and then he also relaxed his last shred of guard, smiled and turned to leave.

"Uh...... Your Excellency Elder!" Before he could go out, Ain called out to him from behind, and his words were a little hesitant: "No, I'm sorry......"

"Just call me Beaune. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Bohn...... That's what the children in the settlement call me, even though I'm not that old. The easy-going joke was made, and the old man said kindly, "Is there anything else?"

"That's right...", a little embarrassed, Ai Yin pointed to the various herbs on the wooden shelf: "There are too many herbs here that I haven't seen before, I don't know exactly what to ......"

"Oh, look at my confusion, how can I let a guest encounter such a problem!" the old man shook his head, and with a wry smile, he stepped forward on crutches: "If there is anything you don't know, just ask me directly—old Bohn is not a sage, but at least he knows these herbs." ”

"And, if you can......" The embarrassed little wizard, with a little more red cheeks, spoke in a slurred voice, "Can you also teach me some elven potion recipes - just curious, if it's too expensive, don't use it!"

The elven elven elder, who was still a little puzzled just now, suddenly smiled, and couldn't help shaking his head to comfort Ai Yin: "It's nothing, if you really want to learn, we can't ask for it." After all, the ogre invasion is coming, and if there are enough potions, there will be more warriors who don't have to die in vain. ”

"Alas...... Yes, that's it!"

The little wizard who was stunned for a second hurriedly replied, lest the other party find out that he didn't think of this at all-at this moment, Ayn Rand only had in mind to help Loren complete the task as much as possible, and satisfy the endless curiosity of being a wizard.

In the huge natural treasure house of the Ancient Wood Forest, the elves certainly had many very special potion recipes, many of which Ain had never heard of.

As the elven elder slowly spoke, it was as if a huge picture scroll had been opened in front of the little wizard. The only pity is that because many of the ingredients only grow in the Ancient Wood Forest, these recipes are likely to be of little use after leaving the Elven Lands.

Just as Ain was studying and concocting potions under the guidance of Elder Born, a familiar female elf suddenly rushed into the astrological office:

"Where's that crow's mouth? Get him out!"

The little wizard looked at the person who came in a daze-she still had some affection for the Lea who had protected her. But for some reason, every time she saw the other party's face and figure, she really couldn't like this female elf.

"Leah, watch your words!" Elder Born immediately stood up, leaning on his crutches and sneering at the female elf: "See where you are now, is it a place where you can have no scruples?!"

"What's more, there are guests here, don't make yourself look like an uneducated wild child, you're a war dancer!"

After a few words of reprimand, seeing that the other party finally lowered his head in admitting his mistake, the old man slowed down his tone with satisfaction: "What happened, explain it clearly." ”

"Something happened to the big tree wall, just now. Liya, who still had beads of sweat on her forehead, was still panting slightly, and there was a tremor in her calm voice: "In the closest place to the Morning Star Forest, a big tree has fallen!"

"What?!"

Elder Born finally couldn't calm down, his face was full of horror, he stumbled a few times in a panic, and almost fell: "How, how can this be?!"

"I don't know, I just got the news and rushed back immediately. Leah looked at the elder calmly: "No matter what the reason is, the gap must be plugged as soon as possible, otherwise there will be a steady stream of monsters climbing over the big tree wall!"

"So, what the hell should I do, how can I plug the gap in the big tree wall?"

"That was after that, and now we have to make a decision. I cursed a certain crow's mouth again in my heart, and the female elf's gaze was unusually serious:

"If we delay any longer, we won't have time!"