Fang Ou opened the door, and outside the door was Sylvid.

"Good evening, Mr. Eddard, I didn't disturb you, did I?" The girl said, the moonlight through the forest, like the song of the elves, and they had made the brilliant diamond in Irian, just like Sylvid's eyes at this moment, soft and bright.

The forest is getting brighter.

The long hair is finely shredded and golden, the tip of the nose is like jade, and the cherry lips are the secret of the stars and flowers. She raised her head slightly, her face reflected in the moonlight, like a fairy in the forest.

"I'd like to borrow a blanket, Miss Attila said you have it."

Attila was in charge of the vigil today, and Sylvid and her maid set up a tent at the pack house at the lookout.

"Ah, yes," replied Fang Yuan, "I'll go and get it for you." ”

He turned back into the room, took out the spare blanket from the cupboard, thought for a moment, realized what he had missed, and picked up the delicate puppet girl. Turning around, he handed the two things to Sylvid.

"By the way, this thing has never had a chance to be returned to you." He said.

The girl hugged the blanket and took the doll girl with some surprise, and she carefully combed the silver hair in front of the doll's forehead with her hand. Fang Yu had never seen such a delicate person before, and he was fascinated for a while.

She wore a long white dress, neither thin nor plump, just right, slim under the moon, like a blooming orchid.

Sylvede held the silver ends of the doll's hair in her hand and lowered her head gently. "In my family, there are ancient legends about fairy envoys for generations, saying that they are both mysterious and respected, and there are many related stories in the Gray Coast, Mr. Ed is also a fairy envoy, can you talk to me?"

Fang Yu always felt that he had heard the same words somewhere, it was a forest with the same moonlight, surging light and shadow, quiet insect chirping, beautiful and intellectual girl, said to him:

"There's always to be a beginning to a conversation, doesn't it?"

He actually thought of God for a moment, and there was a faint sour feeling in his heart. And Sylvid was a little surprised to see him wandering. After a while, Fang Yu sighed. "What does Miss Sylvide want to talk about?"

"Just curious." Sylvede said. "Mr. Ed is a goblin envoy, why did you give me back this goblin?"

Fang Yu scratched his head: "It has nothing to do with whether it is a fairy envoy or not, this is Miss Sylvide's thing." ”

"But no matter whether it is people or things, only by understanding her will she bloom with amazing beauty, bright and dazzling." Sylvade looked at the doll girl with closed eyes in her arms. "And I'm not a goblin, she's here with me, and she's just a pearl in the dust."

"I didn't think about it that much," Fang Yu always felt a little cramped with this beautiful girl, and he said embarrassedly: "Actually, I haven't thought about it, and if Miss Sylvede doesn't mind, I will never refuse." ”

"Of course I do, Mr. Eddard." Sylvede smiled lightly and winked at him playfully, "This is what my father left me, thank you for giving her back to me." ”

"Oh-" Fang Yuan was very annoyed, but it sounded like it was someone's father's relic, so he couldn't snatch his love with a sword?

"Miss Sylvide, is your father?"

"I was born into a humble family of artisans," Silvide said modestly. "I didn't inherit my father's handiwork, and I'm ashamed to mention that name."

If what she said was true, she might be from the Xilin-Sibika family, Fang Yu thought to herself. The Rose Workshop of the Schillin family is the oldest elf workshop in Cowlin-Ishurian, and it is naturally a family of artisans, so as for the insignificant and not the insignificant—that's two words.

"Why did Mr. Ed come to First World?" Sylvede asked meaningfully.

But Fang Yu would have mistaken her intentions, thought about it, and replied as a matter of course: "Because I like it, it's as simple as that." I dream of it, so I have to make it happen. ”

"Do you like it?" Sylvede gave him a strange look. She couldn't help but think in her heart, this person is really not frank, and what he likes is debatable.

"And what is Mr. Eddard's dream?" The girl asked, pretending to be a little curious.

"Get a boat and go to the second world." Fang Yu expressed his heart straightly, and did not feel any shame at all: "Of course, I will also form an adventure group - I have all the names in mind, it is called the Dawn Star." ”

If Miss Scarpe were to come here again, she would knock his head out - was that the name you wanted? But here, only the stars and the moon, the owl and the forest, the girl and the flowers swaying in the darkness, quietly listen to this ideal.

Sylvid covered her mouth and smiled as if she had heard something interesting: "Mr. Ed's ideals are very interesting. ”

"And what about Miss Sylvede?" Fang Yu couldn't help but be a little curious, it was the first time for him to discuss his life ideals with a beautiful girl under the starlight.

"Well," Sylvid replied with a shallow smile, "I don't seem to have any great ideals, but maybe I have a surprising fate with Mr. Eddard." ”

Her voice is ethereal, soft and quiet, and doesn't seem too strong. Fang Yu liked to listen to her very much, and couldn't help but subconsciously ask: "Ha——? ”

Sylvid avoided answering. "If Mr. Ed likes boats, why not visit the shipyard in Al Pahin, which has the most famous shipyard and the most experienced craftsmen in the Seven Cities area."

Fang Yu was really distracted, and he nodded. "Of course I'm going to go and see it."

The girl bowed to him slightly, and said politely, "Excuse me, Mr. Ed, I'm glad you can talk to me about this." ”

"Ah, that's okay."

Fang Yu hurriedly shook his head. He saw Sylvid say goodbye and leave, and his heart was a little lost, but the main thing was that he was reluctant to let the goblin goblin. The girl walked across the saddle bridge, her back looking soft under the moon, but Fang Yu thought of another shadow in her heart.

The moonlight is silver, and the eyes are like water.

In the ash anchorage.

There is a dwarven inn in the town, and in September and October, when the north wind will rise, there are obviously fewer people who venture into the Longxiao Mountains. There were three or two big cats and small cats in the inn, almost all of them aborigines, and the weather had begun to get colder, and there was a fire burning in the fireplace.

The firelight reflected the somewhat cold face of the silver-haired girl, who had been sitting motionless for a long time, only her long ears standing up, indicating that she was still on due alert.

Miya sighed again, her pale silver eyes like a star, and she looked at the half mark on the back of her hand intently.

She had been to the resurrection point in the Hidden Springs since then, but had not found the boy. Was he afraid to hide, or had something else happened? She remembered his clumsy look that night.

Perhaps it was the light that appeared in mid-air that deepened her impression.

The glow flowed over the forest like the frame of the sun, lighting up the night—nervousness, restlessness, and mustered courage all at the same time on that face, and she was amused to think about it now.

Then he really laughed, a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

If he had said it, she might have agreed, after all, it was her most hesitant moment, before everything was doomed. She closed her eyes, and she couldn't help but remember the battle when the Star Dagger broke, the endless betrayal and despair.

She pressed her chest and opened her eyes, and there was a hint of fear in their silver eyes.

"Ma'am, do you need any help?"

Qin Zhi stood not far away, a little surprised by the beauty of this young girl. For a moment, he almost thought he had seen the Witch of the Sea, the girl of his dreams. But this is the daughter of the wolf clan, the Wild Folk Rotao, and the lover of his dreams is not only a human, but also a retired man.

That has always been his biggest regret - I was not born, and I was old, maybe this is how I feel.

But it's really too much like that.

The moment Qin Zhi was in power, he felt that his heart had been hit by something in the dark, and he couldn't take a step anymore when he stood there.

Mia looked up, and her pale silver gaze fell on the man's left chest. She paused for a moment and asked, "Yin Zhiyi, are you Qin Zhi?" ”

The goddess knows me?

Qin Zhi couldn't help but feel a little stunned and surprised by fate.

But when he reacted, the last thing he saw was a cold light that staggered the two.

She is what people call the witch of the sea-

But people seem to have forgotten the origin of her title.

……

Failed for the seventh time -

Sky Blue's fussy screams interrupted Fang Yuan's train of thought again, and he raised his head in some chagrin.

Since he became familiar with that method, it only took him half a night to overcome the more difficult second level, and he had already advanced to the third level only one night after the week they had promised him.

But it seems that today it is no longer possible.

"Brother Ed, come and see!"

Sky Blue urged outside.

Fang Plover only got out of the door, and the Grey Ridge Negative Hill Beast was following the Beast Walkway into the north gate of Elpahin, a straight avenue that was laid out over the hills of clouds and sea, leading to Elpahim in the distance—

And this is the first time Fang Yu has seen this crown of the northern realm of Aitalia, the capital of magic and shipbuilding.

As far as the eye can see, there is a towering wall of holy white, with crystal spires floating above it.

The tracks run down from all levels of the city, and on them run magic trains to various areas of the city, surrounding the El Pahin Fort, which is like a pillar to the sky.

The latter is the center of the city, suspended in the very center of the harbor - large and small magic schools and shops float around the castle like a five-colored sky street, and the staircase circles downward.

And the clear blue sky, reflected in the background of the sea of clouds at the end of the field of vision, spread out countless flying beasts, and all kinds of airships-

A shadow was floating overhead.

It was the slanted shadow of the Taffy III rigid airship slowly skimming over the outer city, like a slow-swimming whale, its barnacle-infused belly looking huge—and the net that was essentially the belly of the ship densely packed with weights. The navigator from Schward's airport approached on a bipedal wyvern, and the airship let out a long whistle, and the beast began to slow down slowly with a whimper.

But it's not this one that really makes Azure scream.

In the aisle of the giant beasts, a large caravan was leaving Elpahin, and several mountain-like giant beasts were slowly walking out from under the great arch of the holy white. Compared to them, their pack beast looked like a harmless kitten, and Sky Blue lay on the railing and waved her hand at the beasts, screaming and jumping in excitement.

But her voice had long been drowned out, and the beast walked slowly, each step crossing the length of several Grey Ridge Negative Hill Beasts, and then falling heavily to the ground, thunder and smoke flying.

Fang Yu looked up at this scene, his heart surging.

It was one of the world's largest terrestrial behemoths, Cato Brepas, a monster that was said to be able to petrify people with just their eyes. Not Medusa, of course, but a creature that looked like a mixture of a bull and a ceratosaurus, shaped like a hill, with a towering back that was actually calcified bone plates with no nerve distribution, and wooden houses of all sizes hanging on either side, like a city - this is an upgraded version of the Garcian pack house, the building.

Even after entering the customs of Elpahim, the little French girl had not recovered from her excitement.

Sylvide's master and servant seemed to have their own way, and after saying goodbye to everyone again, they left first—and of course, taking with them the fairy costume that Fang Yu had in mind.

Attila also had to take the others to return the pack beast and go through the formalities by the way, so Fang Ou was given some free time.

But he didn't actually have much to do, and he was bored waiting in the hall with Luo Yu and Parker. Looking up, he saw that the terrace on the second floor not far away was facing the city of Elpahim, so he simply got up and walked over, pushed open the door and walked out from there—

As soon as the glass-inlaid wooden door was pushed open, the sea breeze from the direction of the Cloud Sea blew in his face, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath with the breath of floating clouds and blue sea, sky and sunshine.

The gentle touch of the breeze gave people a sense of immersion, and he pressed his hand on his face, opened his palm, and grabbed a leaf.

Outside the terrace, the leaves of the sycamore trees rustled and squirmed, and the sound was thin and soft.

Fang Yu involuntarily raised his head, and what caught his eyes was the first artisan city he had seen since he came to this world, with layers of brown roofs and chimneys, some with tower-like lids. Farther afield, the great shadow of the Artisan's Guild, the huge gear that slowly turned, dragged the chain tooth by tooth, causing the pendulum in the tower to swing up and down, and every once in a while the hammer clanged loudly.

In the huge factory, several towering chimneys kept emitting water vapor into the sky, and the smoke tower next to it occasionally emitted a wisp of fire. On the other side of the guild stood a huge windmill, with giant swinging arms that overlooked almost the entire town.

A shadow covered the neighborhood, and Fang Yu covered his eyes with his hands and raised his head.

The Taffy III had slowly entered the sky over the inner city, and was entering the airport area, balloons and sails were hanging on both sides of the huge hull, and the sailors were throwing cargo outward, and the cargo was directly led into the air port area on the top floor of El Pakhin in an orderly manner by the invisible force.

Windshoeboats stopped there, shadows of clouds juxtaposing in the sky—and all sorts of fantastical vehicles and beasts soared along the guild's fairway, some taking off from the city, others descending slowly.

All this is full of fantasy scenes, and this moment seems to be reflected in the eyes of Zai Fang, with the majestic cloud ridge in the distance as the background.

Fang Yu gripped the handrail of the patio railing tightly with his hand, and the wooden handrail responded with a rough and warm touch.

Outside, the flower beds were planted with primroses and pansies, and he lowered his head, and below the terrace was a lively scene:

Colourful drapes hang above the long and narrow streets, alleys stretch at the end of the view, and shops and workshops hang with colorful hangings and signs, and stalls full of goods crowd the long streets.

The streets were bustling with food and fruit from Kaurin, leather goods brought from the summer forests—porcelain, weapons and armor across the sea, and locally produced machinery and alchemical magicians.

Women haggle fiercely with the vendors, carrying porters through the streets with faience, while an exotic caravan leads their camels through the middle of the crowd. Fang Plover recognized the desert people, who came from Istania, west of Kaurin, the farthest frontier of the Cloud Sea.

Fang Yu watched this scene quietly.

Watch the leaves fall on the balcony, watch the drunken sun shine, watch a cat look back at him from the eaves not far away, watch a few pigeons land on the square on the side of the plane tree.

Look at this city that is a little more vivid and very different from the earth.

……