The windy firmament.

It's been three days since Operation Save Eliel, aka the Great Escape from Silvermoon City.

The elves, bear monsters, and forest spirits rescued during these three days were properly housed, and in the process, Lucy and Amatheir did many things with Eliel, helping the elves quickly adapt to their new life.

Fortunately, most of the elves were intellectuals from Sulama, who quickly accepted the status quo and devoted themselves to the pacification and management of the bear monsters and forest spirits.

Compared to the children of the night, these two groups of talents are more difficult to control, and the others are forced to be busy, so it is only possible for such a luxurious battle lineup to join the personnel management.

Mu Yan was happy to be idle, he took advantage of the name of recuperating his injuries to become a hands-off shopkeeper, lying on the bed every day to be served by Surya, opening his mouth to stretch out his hand, happily like a stupid young master of the landlord's family.

However, only three days had passed since he was picked up from bed by two grumpy old fellows.

"What a lazy steal! Why don't you go out and take care of those forest spirits!? ”

"That's it! The village chief of Aoqi said that you are very good at managing forest spirits, so don't go quickly! ”

Mu Yan felt that these two were just looking at him too idle, and he was just looking for trouble.

But he couldn't help it, so he had to get up from the bed.

He flashed behind the girl who was napping on the table and picked her up.

Sulia opened her eyes in a daze, saw who it was, and stretched out her hand to hook Mu Yan's neck.

"Alright, I'm going out to work."

"No~" the girl said coquettishly.

Mu Yan was helpless, leaned down and kissed the girl on the lips, she blushed with shame when she kissed, and then threw herself on the bed and walked out of the room humming a song.

……

The eye was a bright pale golden mist, and the forest spirits hung on the rattan of Imotru, jumping back and forth. Their thin bodies seem to be very suitable for this kind of activity, and they are like acrobats who are good at difficult movements, and they have a lot of fun.

If they were just performing, it would be fine, but these guys often snatch things from other people's arms, and then rely on their dexterity to play pranks, and rattan has become their natural refuge.

Mu Yan touched his chin and thought about it, drew a gravity enchantment under the area with the most forest spirits, and then spread a soft layer of Aruma Type III Qi Element on it.

The gravity intensified, and the group of little guys who were bouncing suddenly fell on the air cushion one after another like dumplings, rubbing their buttocks and spitting on the initiator - Mu Yan.

"Slightly—"

Mu Yan grimaced, patted lightly on the ground, and the tiny vines burrowed out of the soil and tied them up one by one through the gaps in the qi element.

"Call it again~ You're making trouble again~"

"Babbling!!"

Mu Yan grabbed a ball of cotton and blocked it, and the cry suddenly turned into "woo woo".

Standing up and looking around, he walked all the way in the direction of Lin Jing's haunt.

……

Mu Yan stopped at a place where various ornaments were hung.

In front of me were the drooping branches of Imotru, closer to the ground than anywhere else.

It is tied with broken tusks wrapped in colored ribbons, or a bundle of yellowed hair, or a carved totem of wood. Blown by the wind, these things began to sway, colliding with each other from time to time to make a rattling sound.

The forest spirits had obviously been here, but they didn't mess around, but left quietly.

Under the tree sat an elf, who looked up, his eyes out of focus, as if looking at what was in front of him, as if he were staring at the mist in the sky.

"You're here?" He asked.

"Hmm."

"Healed?"

"Alright."

Mu Yan sat next to him and looked up at the things in front of him.

"These are all ......"

"The tradition of Wood Throat Village, every deceased warrior, their old belongings will be hung like this. One day, the winds of their homeland will guide them back. ”

Mu Yan counted casually, and there were at least hundreds of these ornaments in front of him.

"A lot of people died." He said.

"Yes, a lot of people died...... "Eliel sighed, "and we saved a lot of people." ”

Mu Yan glanced at him, and he remembered everything that happened at the last moment.

"You knew it from the beginning?"

He knew that the other person would understand what he meant.

Errel turned his head away.

"I only knew that the diamond was an 'ice barrier', but I didn't know she would use it like that......"

"I mean, why is she there?"

Elliel didn't speak, but Mu Yan stood up and looked at him condescendingly.

"You knew from the beginning that Tina was going to transform, and then you were going to use your aid as a bargaining chip in exchange for her freedom, didn't you?"

"Let's change the subject, she's dead."

"Answer me."

"She's dead."

"Answer me!"

"She's dead! What else do you want!? ”

Elliel stood up, grabbed him by the collar, and yelled with his neck thick.

Mu Yan swung his fist without saying a word, and half of Eliel's face suddenly swollen high.

"What else do you want? I want to hit you!! ”

Eliel was stunned by him, caught off guard and punched again.

"I believe you, I don't think your brain is in the water, I think you have lived for thousands of years, and you can distinguish between public and private, but you still want to intercede for a woman at that time??"

"But she saved everyone!" Not to be outdone, Eliel punched Mu Yan in the face, and the latter flew out in a whirlpool. "She gave up resistance, she chose to help us, she was compromised! She doesn't want to be like this, she also has a hard time! ”

"Bitter? Hahaha......" Mu Yan laughed on the ground and couldn't straighten up.

Elliel rushed forward angrily and grabbed him by the neckline.

"Have you laughed enough?"

"Of course not!" Mu Yan slapped his hand away and said angrily: "Who doesn't have a hard time? You go and ask Mr. Glazer, you go ask Amacer, you ask the village chief of Ochie, you look up at these ghosts of Woodthroat Village in front of you who can't find a way back! They- which one doesn't have a hard time!? Except for those elves who are not strong-willed, which of the people who died in this war is innocent?

"You think you have a story, you think you have to do it? Do you think that because of your rich experience, you are full of national hatred and family hatred that you can't forget, and your children's love is hard to give up? To tell you, I'm here, the story is no less than you!! Want to hear a story? I have it! ”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Mu Yan continued to scold: "You were wrong from the beginning, I would rather take this vote and wipe out the entire army in Silver Moon City, than see you let Xian Jier go because of your own negligence, and then let her destroy all this, at that time, what will you take responsibility?" What attitude do I have towards you? Does it work if I kill you?

"Yes, she saved us, yes, but that's when she saw the tide turned! Decisions made without seeing hope!

"That woman never puts her eggs in one basket, why do there still be so many people in Bourlord, why can you live safely until today, waiting for us to save you, what do you think?! Simply because she loves you? Then why did she part ways with you back then?

"You've lived for thousands of years, and you're just like Gustavo, are you a fool? He all knew that for Suzanne to contact Bear Village alone, what about you? What will you do? Do you have in your head, Lord Eliel? You answer me with confidence!! ”

Eliel was sprayed with Mu Yan's saliva, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth several times but couldn't refute it, so he could only swing it with a punch full of anger.

"Savage, vulgar, unreasonable humans!"

Mu Yan was not to be outdone and fought back.

"Stupid, naïve, watery elf!"

"Savage humans!"

"Stupid elves!"

……

The two legendary mages scuffled together like babies, with no rules to speak of.

Fighting was a very strenuous task, especially for such a weak mage, and after five minutes the two of them were sitting on the ground panting, looking at each other with hatred.

There was a subtle overlap in the frequency of their breathing, and there was often an awkward silence on the scene.

After a long time, I don't know who started first, and the two of them fell to the ground one after another and laughed again like fools.

"Hahaha......"

The laughter was blown away by the breeze of the windy firmament, and as if they had been angry before, they gradually dissipated.

The voice faded out, and Eliel breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry."

Mu Yan snorted.

"I've forgiven you."

“…… What are you going to do next? ”

"Me?" Mu Yan propped his hands on the ground and craned his neck to think.

"I'm going back to the Plains of the Horses."

"Hmm, it's Jialan and Morningstar?"

"Well, Your Excellency the Lord of Light has established Morrowind, so I can't let Jialan be ruined, after all, I am also a mage."

Eliel nodded, and suddenly tossed him a notebook.

"What is this?" Mu Yan opened it and looked at it, and found that the small book was covered with deerskin, and the paper felt very special, and it was heavy to start.

"The paper made of moon amaranth grass comes with a concentration circle." The elf flicked his fingers, and a line of words shone in the air from the spread out codex, reminding Mu Yan of the holographic projection of the earth.

"It's a record of everything that Teacher Mangaza taught me back then. In the past, I watched my brothers disappear one by one, and I didn't know why, but now it's finally clear. Here's how to free the mage from the net, I hope it can help you. I can live to this day, most likely because of this, the one above is reluctant to do anything to me. ”

"It's just that she miscalculated." Mu Yan smiled, he turned to the first page, which clearly read, "Only the most intelligent and strict apprentices can embark on the path of mage."

This sentence completely put an end to the road of mass production of "mage believers", and as for those mages who believe in the power of elemental gods, they might as well be the pyromancers who completely fall to Garton.

"What about you?" He asked, putting away his codex.

"I'll just stay here." Eliel looked around. "Teach the students, by the way, find a way to treat Artes and Mishua, if you can rescue them, then go back to Silvermoon City and catch a few more people back, and how many can be saved."

"Okay, help me take care of Lucy and Roddy, especially the latter, help me observe his memory recovery, and tell me if there is any movement." Mu Yan patted him on the shoulder, then stood up and stretched.

This series of actions affected the injuries on his body, and he gasped in pain.

"Hiss-I really envy you elves, it's obvious that it hurts so much for a mage to beat people."

"Hmm, calculate the time, I've been practicing basic martial arts for four or five hundred years alone, and I just stopped it."

“…… Let's change the subject? Like what...... Literature? ”

Eliel chuckled dismissively.

"Sawin's "Appreciation of Ancient Literature and Poetry" was taught by me, and you discuss literature with me?"

The legendary scholar was aroused to be competitive, and raised his eyebrows.

"I don't think Your Excellency is better than me in this regard......"

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Compared to the more lively Wind Firmament, Silvermoon City has completely become a dead city.

After Lancelot and Garden left the bottom of the lake that day, Yth gave up on it. The surviving elves lost their backbone and fled like headless flies.

But at some point, a half-elf couple came to the vicinity of the Tranquil Forest.

Both of them were swordsmen, men in black clothes and black hair, carrying two swords, one black and one white. The woman has long chestnut hair and pointed but inconspicuous ears.

The two searched for the exiled elves and left a message: all elves could go to the Gaural region south of the Morning Star, where there was a beautiful lake and forest, quiet and peaceful, suitable for the elves to live in. The mistress of Gorald is Asuna, who has been removed from her status as an elf, and there the elves will be protected by the black-clad Juggernaut.

Gradually, the elves who were exiled around the Grey Valley began to flock to the south of the Morning Star, seeking the protection of the black-clothed Sword Master.

……

Inside the Spire of Suffron, Gardenton demolished the Throne of Flames that had been built for Leorik.

is so strapped because he doesn't have enough materials at hand, and he is having a headache about how to reshape Shanes' body.

At this moment, a portal appeared next to him, and Lancelot walked out of it, as if he were walking in his own backyard, and Garden saw at a glance the scenery of the lake south of the Morning Star.

"What, you're done?"

"I'm done, and by the way, I'll be entrusted to repay your personal favor."

Lancelot felt in his pocket for a while, and found a crystalline of divine power the size of an egg, and Garden's eyes were straight when he looked at it.

He snatched it up, and then looked cautious.

"It's ...... Where did it come from? ”

"Robbed."

"Where did you rob it? I'll go too! Garton looked serious.

"Uh...... No chance. Lancelot spread his hands helplessly, "Okay, the favor has also arrived, and I'm going back to Morningstar." ”

"Hey, don't worry, you-"

Before Garden could finish his sentence, Lancelot jumped back into the portal that had not yet disappeared and took his leave.

"What's the hurry...... Really. ”

Duke Ash pulls out two crystal balls, one is Shannes, a little wolf dog curled up in a ball, and the other is Luna, a quiet elf.

"Anyway, it can be regarded as solving two things in one go."

……

Gourard, south of the Morning Star.

It is surrounded by mountains and lush native jungle. Since the black-clothed sword saint Cleto became a lord, the nearby lumberyards have been moved elsewhere, so the four seasons are like spring, and the scenery is like in the painting.

Today the sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, and the grass by Lake Dahymere was covered with blankets, and Asuna was talking to an elegant lady with silver hair coiled high.

The air next to him twisted, and Lancelot stepped out of the portal, still smelling of sulfur characteristic of Suffron.

"Coming back?" Vinia asked, turning her head.

"Hmm."

Lancelot nodded, stepped forward to take her hand, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"Where's Crito?" He asked.

Asuna Nunu mouthed, "Oh, I'm going to the lake to fish." ”

"Then I'll go too."

"Remember to come back on time for dinner." Vignia reminded.

"Hmm."

Lancelot walked slowly over with his fishing rod in his hand.

Seeing him walk away, Asuna asked curiously, "How did you and Mr. Lancelot get back together?" ”

Vinia also glanced at the lake and sky in the distance, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"That's a long story......