On the day of the grand celebration, the sun was shining and the white clouds were blooming. Under the clear blue sky, the inner city of Unocal King City is surrounded by greenery and a gentle breeze. The elegant and quaint palace of the Wood Elf King echoes with the eagle-winged tower covered with colorful ribbon flags. The temporary high platform next to the palace of the Wood Elf King was painted in an elegant dark green, and a striking tent was erected on the high platform, with the emblem of the royal family of Huaiert woven on the tarpaulin, and the flag of the Wood Elf King was erected around the high platform, and on the slightly fluttering Wood Elf King Flag, the delicate tree pattern unicorn pattern embroidered with gold thread was shining in the sun. The bustling crowd has already come to the Eagle Wing Tower in the inner city that is particularly open in today's grand ceremony, and there is a long queue around the Eagle Wing Tower, and the wood elf residents in the long queue greet each other cordially, and their words can't help but reveal the good expectations for this Summer Harvest Festival and the various delicacies that will be enjoyed for free, they are looking forward to the appearance of the druid host of the Summer Harvest Festival, and they are also looking forward to the visit of His Majesty Sheffield I Wood to see the style of the King of Erwinia.

On the stone walls of the inner city, the wooden shelves that had been erected in advance were hung with fresh Settar grapes, hunted air-dried hares, and tree snakes with their fangs plucked. Next to the shelves, barrels of El Tora wine made last year give off a strong aroma. On the square outside the unicorn statue carved by Talk jade, rows of rectangular tables paved with dark green tablecloths are set up, and large and small silver plates contain clusters of beautifully made wooden elf dumplings, just like using rectangular tables as a curtain to decorate the stars on the table, the only deficiency is that it is a little more special. The shiny El Tora fruit was neatly stacked in small wooden barrels resting on a long square table, like a strange pyramid of fruits, and the fragrant Entre baked pizza was also quite strangely placed on the iron shelf like a strange exhibition, at least to the Trian people who came to the festival couldn't help but laugh when they saw it. In addition, the Siscont wines brought from Affin in small bottles were also placed on the table with eye-catching, attracting many stares.

Elder Helger, dressed in a dark green silver-rimmed robe, walked out of the Wood Elf King's palace with a vine and wooden cane, accompanied by Glint the Druid, - this was obviously explosive news, and a sign that the long-awaited celebration was about to begin, and the crowd in the square began to cheer, not only the Wood Elves, but also the Trians who had been waiting for the meal to begin.

"Can't wait! It was the first time I had participated in this kind of festival, and sure enough, the style was very different from the festival in Entre, and it was even more different from the festival around Parma. One of the one-eyed Trians in the middle of the watch clapped his hands exaggeratedly, responding to the surrounding wood elves.

"Look, bald one-eyed man, the moment you really look forward to is about to begin, and I am truly blessed for you, the Trian of Entel, for few foreigners have been able to watch our ceremony." The wood elf next to the one-eyed Trian squinted at him, as if he was very proud.

"I just think you wood elves have a weird diet. I swear to the goddess Arcana that I've never seen a pizza baked like this, on an iron rack! The one-eyed Trian burst out laughing.

"It's better to do as the locals do, Terry's friend." Elder Helger, with his vine cane, walked past the one-eyed Trian, his ears seemed to be very sensitive, but his eyes glared at the one-eyed Trian with a sharp eye, as if it was a glance full of anger.

"The old man's ears are a little too sensitive, and he looks like he is just a druid in a stone formation. The tone is not small. These wood elves really don't have the natural humor of the dwarves. The one-eyed Trian snorted lightly and smiled at Elder Helger, who was slowly walking forward, but his muttering caused displeasure among the surrounding wood elves, and many of the wood elves beside him cast malicious glances at him.

"I'm fed up with you humorless wood elves. Oh, goodbye! It's all right. I have nothing more to say about your sullen celebrations. The One-Eyed Trian nodded, and held out his index finger to the Wood Elves surrounding him, and he grabbed his fellow Trians who had come with him to watch the ceremony, and walked out of the Unocal Inner City in a rage.

More and more wood elves came to watch the ceremony, and the one-eyed Trians were not very conspicuous. No one even noticed the departure of the gang.

Towering under the eagle-winged tower of the inner city of Unocone, Elder Helger stopped solemnly, he turned around with a smile on his crutches in both hands, his slightly rickety body was like a curved tree trunk, but his shoulders were unusually broad, like the broad-shouldered smart of the ancient king of Erwinia. As the cheers of the onlookers and some of the Trians left behind after leaving gradually stopped, a crisp birdsong suddenly sounded from an Eltora fruit tree next to the Eagle Wing Tower, which was a bald old thrush with a black body holding a turquoise Eltora branch, and flew down from the top of the El Tora fruit tree next to the Eagle Wing Tower, and landed firmly on Helkel's broad shoulders.

"Forrester devotees! Uninvited Trian guests! Harvest season in Ervinia has arrived! Listen to my prayers and celebrate the festival together! Helger handed the vine staff to Quint beside him, and he looked at the dome of the Wood Elf King's palace facing him, and chanted aloud -

thrush chirps,

АДц・мавод，

Trees are strong,

ДГа・гао，

Flying branches,

КАэс・Ход・Ьгас，

Summer harvest is coming!

ЗАмо・олда！

The old thrush with the Eltora branch in its mouth flew again, and the Wood Elves raised their hands and followed the thrush's flight to the open door of the Wood Elf King's palace.

"Your Majesty the Wood Elf King!" All the Wood Elf subjects shouted as the Wood Elf King, Sheffield I Wood, walked briskly out of the palace.

Wood's deep blue eyes were full of kindness, and the golden crown of the Wood Elf King did not change his heart like his violent death of his royal brother, and it was not too brilliant in the plain festive costume, on the contrary, the elegant and quiet dark green festive dress was only occasionally embroidered with gold thread and elegant patterns to match his long golden hair, and he raised his hand slightly, and the old thrush with the Eltora branch in his mouth landed on the back of his hand accurately, until he gently removed the Eltora branch from the old thrush's beak, and let out a clear crisp sound and spread its wings and flew away.

All the subjects of the Wood Elves burst into cheers, and the shouts of excitement came and went, like ripples in the shaded green forest.

Wood King, the Wood Elf, paused, raised his hand and waved the turquoise Eltora branch, from which he plucked the green leaves and threw them at the worshipping Wood Elf subjects, as if to bestow on them the blessing of Forrestal.

Of course, this is indeed a blessing, and the Wood Elf King Wood recited aloud as he tossed the green leaves plucked from the branches of Eltora—

I pick green leaves,

ЕМ・тоок・саа，

Sowing gifts,

ЩАт・могез，

Forrester,

fОгеЭт，

Bless the believers forever!

МОнапа・кем！

"The King is coming! Blessings have been given! No distinction between you and me! Share the summer harvest! Elder Helger turned around and slowly walked into the eagle-winged tower, Sheffield I walked to the temporary high platform next to the palace surrounded by his ministers, and the Wood Elf subjects and a small number of Trians who came to participate in the Summer Harvest Festival celebration couldn't wait to sit down under the arrangement of the forbidden army of Unocal City, and the knives and forks began to jingle for a while, and all the guests who participated in the Summer Harvest Festival began to hold knives and forks and began to feast on the feast, and the staggered was full of blessings for the harvest of Eltora fruits. The court musicians of the Elven King's court finally began to play melodious music, while Helger stood at the spire of the Eagle Wing Tower and prayed to Forrest's blessing.

The beautiful timbre came from far to near, and the court musicians walked down the stairs from the palace one by one with graceful steps, lined up in a row, and with the melodious beat and smiling faces, the wooden flute played in their hands gracefully gave the magic of the wind, and the beautifully carved wooden flute, as if jumping out of the beating notes.

The female wood elf dancers in cool costumes who came out afterwards were even more dressed in light veils, and they danced their skirts like flying catkins.

White clouds dotted the blue sky, the fresh air was mixed with the scent of flowers, and all the guests who participated in the Summer Harvest Festival were extraordinarily tolerant, blessing each other with their own beliefs, and the occasional friction between cultures and beliefs seemed to disappear without a trace in the midst of eating and drinking.

"Thank you so much for the Wood Elf King's hospitality, and thank you Arcana for giving me such an amazing journey." The Trians tasted the El Tora wine made by the Wood Elves with great interest, and their faces turned red.

"May Forrest bless me with this delicious Siscont every year!" The purple-red liquid in the Wood Elf's red wine glass was as clear as an amethyst.

The delicacies on the long table were gradually consumed, and the hilarious guests continued to burp with satisfaction. The drunken guests put their hands and feet on the table, and the excited Wood Elf children even jumped onto the long table and danced in circles under the care of the Wood Elf adults.

The atmosphere of the banquet finally arrived**, and the court musicians changed the tune of the blowing. Everyone knew that the Wood Elf King's closing speech for the Summer Harvest Festival was approaching, and they all looked at the high platform where the Wood Elf King was.

The intensity of the piece has just passed. In the eye-catching tent woven with the insignia of the royal family of Hort, the wood elf king Wood walked out solemnly.

"My dear Wood Elf subjects, and friendly Trians, welcome to this worthy ceremony in Ervinia for the first time since my accession to the throne. I hope that this festival will give you a happy experience and that this happiness will always exist in the sea of your memories. With a warm smile on his face, Wood generously raised his hands and smiled at his guests.

"I wish His Majesty the Wood Elf King of Erwinia a long and 100th birthday! We are very happy! The Trians raised the last sip of their glasses and drank them down.

"Thank you, our friendly Trian guys. I hope you will have as much joy as my subjects. Wood smiled and nodded, then turned and took the hand of Troyana from the group behind him, and after bowing his head and kissing her softly, he took her hand to the high platform. His Wood Elf subjects immediately exploded, discussing what kind of intimate relationship this long-haired black Wood Elf beauty had with the Wood Elf King.

"By the harvest season that Forrester has given us, and by this memorable day. I am delighted to be able to share the joy of my heart with my dear subjects in the audience. Wood looked at Troana beside him affectionately, although Troana was a little shy, but still looked at Wood trustingly, and smiled shyly, "It's time to announce it to your subjects!" ”