When it comes to the elven race, people's first impression is often beautiful, tall, elegant, artistic, etc., as a powerful race that once established the elven dynasty for the first time to achieve the unification of the continent, such a pioneering feat makes the elves inherently have a mysterious arrogance, as if they are the real higher races, and some look down on other mortal races.

In their opinion, the other races are barbaric and backward, even the powerful dragons are just beasts with empty power and do not know how to use them correctly, only the elves know what is elegant and what is civilized.

Even if the elven race has long since lost the glory of the Elven First Empire, and even the weakest race of humans can only shrink into the elven forest to survive, but the mysterious self-confidence of these arrogant long-eared people still exists.

Legend has it that in the most miserable days of the elves, they were all precarious and hungry, but these long-eared guys were still stubborn in maintaining the dignity of the elves.

They still make their weapons look like bells and whistles.

Even if their stomachs thundered, they could still use the gurgling sound as an accompaniment to sing poetry and music.

Even if they have no fixed place to live and urgently need to build a house to protect themselves from the wind and rain, they will not build a temporary one for emergencies, but will rather sleep in the open for a period of time, and go to the forest to find the best materials and the most beautiful flowers, so as to make them, decorate a house that is the most beautiful in their opinion, and finally live in it decently.

It can be said that this race's pursuit of art, elegance, beauty, and other things that do not matter in the eyes of ordinary people has reached a pathological level, and has penetrated into the bone marrow and is irremediable.

As a half-elf who grew up in the Forest of Elves, Cynthia was inevitably led astray by those people, and she also liked art, music, and beautiful things.

It's just that in the end, only half of the elf blood, so Cynthia is not like those pure-blood people who have reached the level of crazy obsession, and her liking is just the degree of personal interest and hobbies.

After all, when she was young, she was full of gorgeous revenge against her father, how could she have so much spare time to ponder the art that didn't help to improve her strength, and after the revenge was successful, she was chased and killed all the way, and she didn't have the leisure to engage in any art.

It's just that now, she has become one of the handful of people standing at the top of the continent by relying on her absolute strength, and no one dares to recruit her casually, and the forces that once chased her were also visited one by one by her in the order remembered in the small book for a cordial and friendly "reconciliation", and after those former enemies were guilty and sent all kinds of precious gifts to apologize, Cynthia generously forgave them, and then dragged the bulging backpack home happily.

But since then, Cynthia's life has been a little lost, she finds that she has lost her purpose in life, and she doesn't know what to do next.

The elves can be self-sufficient, after she gave up the inheritance of the elven throne for revenge, the world tree has re-bred a new generation of queens, so she, the former queen heir, will add chaos to the race if she goes back, and there may be some turmoil to seize power at that time.

A bunch of little witches who were bored and taken in for a while have now grown up, and they can carry the signboard of the witch's house by themselves, this group of young children has always been eager to express themselves, instead of always hiding under Cynthia's name as a child, in this regard, Cynthia had no choice but to let go, and the witch's house has nothing to do with her.

As for the Wizards Association, although she is one of the seven sages, but as we all know, sages are equal to idlers, they only take money and don't work, except for that kind of major events that require the sage council to adjudicate, other times the sage is a mascot, those small things don't need the sages to come forward at all, the sages are busy studying the mysteries of witchcraft one by one, how can there be that idle time to deal with those small things personally.

It's a pity that Cynthia doesn't have countless projects to study like other sages, she is really idle, there is no way, who made her too strong, the ceiling of the field of life witchcraft that she is mainly attacking is already within her reach, and if there is any small breakthrough, she will not be able to suppress the realm, ignite the divine fire on the spot, and ascend to the astral boundary to become a god.

This may have been a dream for other wizards, but for Cynthia, the sheer strength was a burden, as she was not yet in a perfect state of mind.

The gods are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, such as the Lord of the Torch, the God of War and the God of Steam, and other gods, they are certainly not of the same grade as the God of Tailors, the God of Animal Husbandry and other gods, and in order to become the main god, a perfect godhead is essential.

The Godhead is the authority that belongs to the gods that is naturally conceived when becoming a god, and the basis for the formation of the Godhead is perfect strength and perfect state of mind.

The formation of the godhead is not irreversible, once the godhead is missing, then the god is equal to congenital insufficiency, destined to be a small god unless a miracle happens, otherwise he can only be a small god, and he will die to become a powerful god, and the main god or anything is not to think about it.

Cynthia is naturally unwilling to become a small god everywhere in the astral realm, and even if she becomes a god, she must become the most powerful god.

Therefore, she must find ways to suppress the realm, for this reason, she even basically abandoned the life witchcraft, but instead went to study some other witchcraft, she can also use less life witchcraft on weekdays, because she is afraid that if she can't control it well, she will have an epiphany or something, and it will be all over.

However.....

Or maybe there is really some so-called one-size-fits-all truth, when Cynthia really began to study other types of witchcraft, she found that she had obviously not practiced these witchcraft before, but she always learned it inexplicably, and practiced it well.

She can go from entry to sainthood in one day, this kind of hellish improvement is really terrifying, if she continues to study like this, it won't take long for her to dominate all witchcraft at the full level, and then suppress a hammer.

Therefore, even if Cynthia, who was idle and a little autistic, even if she was unwilling, she finally had to choose to retire and go home to find her younger brother to support her.

It's enough to think about it, she is only 32 years old this year, this age is not very big for humans, let alone a long-lived elf, a 32-year-old elf can only be regarded as a young daughter in the elf clan, but now the young daughter Cynthia has been forced to retire in advance, how unfair this fate is, how degraded morality, Cynthia is cold, when will a genius like her stand up.....

After a skillful fist technique was performed towards the sky, even Cynthia could not have completed the feat of defying the sky, and now she had to obediently start the retirement life of an elf girl.

As for how to provide for the elderly, this is, of course, to find an idle job (college president), look at the children (younger brother) at home every day, and then read books (the secret that my sister and younger brother have to say), and engage in some artistic cultivation (puppet show), so as to pass the time.

Well, after a while, Cynthia found that she seemed to have returned to the elven favorite art, after all, she really didn't have much to pass the time now except art.

And when Cynthia reluctantly picked up the art that she had learned a little and then threw it away, she thought about it a little and found that it was unexpectedly quite good, no wonder so many people liked it.

So, these days, Cynthia has a new hobby in addition to raising flowers and plants, and that is studying art in the spacious and unmanned dean's office.

For example, her favorite work, a long elf poem "The Sea of Edge" or something, well, a wonderful story about the love of pure sisters and brothers.

Out of love for this work, Cynthia specially composed music for this long poem and put together a set of puppet theater equipment, thinking of turning this work into a puppet opera.

And then.......

Then she was bumped into by her brother in the middle of the choreography.

.................

In the awkward silence where the siblings looked at each other without saying a word, it was Cynthia who finally broke the silence first.

"Brother, this is art, do you understand art?"