Glenn accepted Wood's saber, which meant accepting the honor that Wood had promised to give, and he quietly hung the saber given by Wood around his waist.

The rhythm of triumph was carried out in an orderly manner, and everything seemed to be very smooth according to the plan. The Wood Elf townsfolk who greeted each other outside the wooden fence had long since craned their necks and looked in the direction of Hawk Mountain, until their Lord Baron, with a neat line of officers and soldiers, appeared on the dirt road between the maple trees outside Sheffield.

At Sheffield's triumphal ceremony, Wood, who possessed the blade of the Lord Colin - the scimitar of the sun and moon - once again became the center of attention of the people of Sheffield. The heartthrob Troyana was also among the welcoming crowd, holding two bouquets of flowers for his brother Liberas and Baron Wood. Wood's heart seems to have ushered in the season of revival, the snow in his heart gradually melted under the warm sun, and even melted into the fertile nourishment of the mysterious forest in his heart, and the nightmare was gradually forgotten. Wood picked Troana up from the ground and sat her behind him to the cheers of the Sheffield crowd. The fragrance emanating from Troyana's body penetrated his heart at the same time.

Avanna, who had come with Troana, also stood in the middle of the welcoming Wood Elves in the middle of the corridor, welcoming the warriors who had returned triumphantly. When she saw Troyana being picked up by Wood, a heartfelt smile appeared on her face. She also noticed the familiar figure behind Liberas, who had been waving to her on a jungle horse, as if he were the only one in his eyes. With an anxious look on his yellow face, he pointed to the saber at her waist, which belonged to her brother, and took the little puppet from his bosom and shook it in front of her. That's right, he's Glenn.

"In view of the great service that Mr. Glenn Fahn has made to me and to Sheffield Town, I, Wood Forrest Owert, canonize Glenn Faun of the noble family of Sheffield as Baron of Sheffieldtown." As soon as Wood returned to the Baron's Mansion in the Titan Treehouse, in front of all the Sheffield Wood Elves, he immediately canonized Glenn as Sheffield's Baron. This title was already important in Sheffieldtown, as the Sun and Moon Scimitar found by Glenn was perhaps more precious than the Wood Elf crown that Brother Wood wore on his head.

Teucer's name was gradually forgotten by Sheffield's wood elves, and the only thing that could prove that Teucer and Sheffield were inextricably linked was the "Sheffield's Breath" worn by Baron Wood, and the parchment of the "List of the Dead of the Einsatzgruppen" compiled by Glenn, although Teucer was only missing, but Glenn counted him dead in battle.

"You're just another passer-by in Avenna's life." Glenn muttered, "Goodbye, my friend Tork Hovent." Friends of the Wood Elves. My rival in love. I don't want to be as stupid as Meck. ”

Avenna's tears never stopped from the day she learned of Teucer's death. Every night, the wood elves of Sheffield could see this slender woman with a wonderful figure walking with light steps, walking to the temple of Sheffield Forrestal, praying for Forrester to guide Teuke's return, and then offering a delicate March El Tora flower under the prayer tree, her tears welling up from her crystal eyes, falling on the roots of the prayer tree, like crystal pearls, moistening it. Her mouth just kept calling the person in her dreams, he was still wearing his favorite pale yellow outfit, the waist of the waist was gently tied with two bandeau woven of light yarn, the pink two points loomed on the edge of the light gauze, the undulating chest was a delicious scenery, the pale yellow dress under the waist covered the knees, and the petal-like skirt made Avena look more like a rain El Tora flower.

(РАгаз'кор'ощ'мауа) how I wish for a sky full of stars,

(ВОга'елзна'тг'зогоа) to be able to listen to my pain,

(КОр'ем'тг'могез'до'шццдга) I hope that this prayer tree is full of my blessings,

(ЩАт'таша'вало'тг'ьана) is a person who cares about it from afar.

(МОека'вога'гм'оэага'роема) can no longer hear his love poems.

(СОоп'гаг'моека'елзна)

(РО'ем'оэа'новагоуа) like my long-dead heart.

Avena's soulful chanting seemed to have finally touched the prayer tree, and it finally carried Avena's tears and gradually woke up, and a strange little sapling grew at the root of the prayer tree, and he responded to the pious Evanna with his petite body, the weak little sapling was like a newborn spirit in the jungle.

Avanna believed that this was Forrestal's answer to her prayers, and she cared for it every day, but half of the sapling withered, though the other half seemed to be still alive. Troyana also often came to the prayer tree, silently looking at this girlfriend who used to have a smile on her face, which shows that this scene is inevitably very sad.

"Miss Avanna, the Tree of Prayer gives you a hint of Forrestal, and he hints at life, separation, death, and farewell. You see, this sapling is nothing more than to tell you that your tears can no longer restore the withered other half, no matter how hard you pay, you can't save a plant whose fate should be like this, and this withered half may represent the deceased person in your heart! Her best friend, Troana, enlightened Avenna.

"Dear Troana, I want to be alone and quiet." Although Avena's mind was blank, she could know that her best friend Troyana was right, and that Avena's reason was not lost in grief, "However, I will not change my mind, I love Teucer, even more than my life." I'd rather be alone, and it's enough to think of her every day. You said that Troana, whenever you love someone, you can't be replaced by someone else. ”

"Love is based on material things, and I did resent some of your brother Wood's practices, but your brother is still a kind and trustworthy man. And Mr Glenn is a rising star of Sheffield. Trojana did not approve of Avanna's attachment to Teucer's love, and she continued, "My poor Avena, Mr. Teucer is indeed a fine young man, young and brave! But he was only a poor stranger, but the truth was already in front of him, he was the hero of Goodbay and Sheffield, and yet he was dead. Sheffield could only remember him for a memories, a roll of parchment. ”

"I know that Troyana today is a lobbyist for Mr. Glenn Fahn. I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Troana. Avenna turned her head and threw a sad smile at Troana, "I think that if you really love someone, your heart is the same, but I know that Teucer must still be alive, living in some unknown part of this world, and I can feel his presence strongly!" ”

"But I've seen the list of the dead that Mr. Glenn has written. Teucer's name is recorded on it. Toker Hovent, Sheffield's Friend of the Wood Elves, and Meck, a fellow warrior of the Sheffield Wood Elf Special Task Force of the Elwinian Wood Elf Kingdom, died in Gudebay. Troyana read out the words from the Einsatzgruppen Dead List.

"I deeply understand what Glenn means and his introverted personality, Glenn wants to pursue me, of course he will see him die! But who now but he saw Mr. Teucer die? Moreover, why is it that my heart is still trembling when I think of him in the dark, and I can still hear his real call? Avenna was a little excited to hear this, and she couldn't help but refute Troana, and even more so Glenn, who wrote the "List of the Dead of the Einsatzgruppen", "I embraced Teucer in my heart, and I still have his temperature in my chest. I knew Glenn's thoughts, but my emotions drove me to accept him. Although Mr. Glenn is as good as Teucer, I would like to ask you to convey it to His Excellency Baron Cong, and please let him put an end to this thought! ”

"Please stop deceiving yourself, my dear Avenna, Mr. Teucer is indeed dead. I am very sorry! He saved me from goblins! I don't want him dead either! But now, if he really didn't die, Glenn might have lied, but no matter where the world is, for such a long time, even if he walks in the direction of Sheffield at the foot of the legendary giant mountain in Havelinburg, he must have returned! Troyana did her best to convince Avanna, and she felt sorry for her.

"The Prayer Tree will carry my prayers to Forrestal, the god of the forest." Avena didn't want to make too many excuses, the topic that Troana talked to her about today seemed too realistic.

"Yes, the Prayer Tree has passed your prayers to Forrest, and Forrester has given you an answer through the Prayer Tree. And the person you care about is completely silent! Troyana saw her best friend tormenting herself like this, and he was afraid that Avena would get into a dead end in the horns.

"And I, having chosen the path of waiting, I will not regret my choice, maybe my choice is wrong as you say. Dear Troana, I beg you to convey to Monsieur Baron that I have no intention of associating with him. I already have a sweetheart. Avanna's euphemistic words were marked with an affirmative rejection.

"Well, my dear Avenna, I can only tell you that the love that Mr. Baron has for you perhaps more than you have for Teucer. You have the right to refuse from Monsieur Baron, but you have no right to ask Monsieur Baron to renounce love for you. Troyana made a final convincing effort, even though he felt that his chances of convincing Evenna were slim.

"Then, my dear Troana, if it is as you say, let him tell me these words himself, and not hide quietly behind a woman." Avenna's words were like an eviction order, and she hit the nail on the head to stop Troana's continued persuasion. Trojana's persuasion upset Avenna, who couldn't help but mutter, "Teucer, Teucer, where the hell are you?" ”

Troana shook her head and left boredly, leaving only a lonely shadow praying silently beside the leafy prayer tree next to the temple of Forrest in Sheffield, and Glenn, who was hiding in the distance and quietly watching Avenna, just sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"I'll make you love me, Avenna. You will feel my love for you. Ten times more love than that guy from Tok. Glenn knew in his heart that there was no doubt that Avena knew him, and he undoubtedly knew Avenna, and he knew deep down that this was a long quest from the royal city of Parma to the royal city of Unocal, "Now I need only a fast horse!" ”