Lancelot walked out of the study and into the courtyard, where he happened to see the scene of Surya's breakthrough, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

It didn't take long for him to realize what was wrong.

……

Crito wanted to envelop the entire Duke's Palace with the realm, but he couldn't help but hesitate considering that it might cause a lot of panic. It was at this time that the figure of Surya came into his field of vision.

He didn't know who the morning star was when he returned to the morning star every three (ten) years, but seeing that the other party's breath was solid, he was on the verge of breaking through, and what was commendable was that his eyes were firm and full of energy, and he couldn't help but move his heart to love talent, so he focused his momentum on the other party.

Maybe he could force the guy named Shans to do it, he thought it would kill two birds with one stone.

Then Sulia broke through, and before he could be relieved, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Stale memories flood in, as if the passage of time has no effect on the person in front of them.

"Repair...... Mr. Shuma? ”

Lancelot was slightly stunned, was this the name I used at the time? Seem...... Yes, this is the pseudonym of the adventure with Arthur and Yoni, or Arthur's guy.

"Is that you?"

He was also a little surprised, isn't this the boy who learned "Star Chopping" with him hundreds of years ago, and he mentioned him two months ago. The other party's talent is good, and he really stepped into the realm of legends, and it seems that he is still sticking to that promise, and he really didn't look away at the beginning.

"So the mysterious person they said was you...... Is Shans your real name? Even if he became a legend, Crito was a little apprehensive in front of his predecessors, who looked unfathomable hundreds of years ago, and still looks at him today.

"Them?" Lancelot glanced into the distance and saw the shadows of a few acquaintances, like Wood, like the seven or eight dragons who followed him. He immediately understood what was going on.

"So the one in the red trench coat is the third prince?" He asked.

"Hmm." Crito nodded.

"In that case......" Lancelot laughed, pulling out his wooden sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wing. Then you're here to urge marriage, how do you say, go through the procedure or just start fighting? It just so happens that I probably haven't done it in a long time. ”

As soon as the sword was drawn, Lancelot's bland and lazy temperament immediately disappeared, and instead seemed to merge with the light sword in his hand, exuding an ancient and heavy aura.

Just like an ancient tree with countless annual rings, let the years go by, time washes away, and the next layer of accumulation is thick but not aging.

Crito felt his blood boil, and two swords involuntarily appeared in his hands, but he immediately forced himself to calm down.

"Senior Shansi, I admit defeat."

"Huh?" Lancelot was stunned, "Why? ”

Crito smiled bitterly: "I can't even control my emotions, how can I fight you calmly?" I'll come back to you for advice on the day when I can draw my sword calmly. ”

"Okay." Lancelot withdrew his sword in boredom, "Then you go and tell the third prince that Surya is going to retreat for a year, so that he doesn't make too much noise." As for the marriage contract, let's do it yourself. ”

"Yes." Crito bowed slightly, although the two did not have the name of master and apprentice, but the other party was already a teacher in his heart. What's more, his original purpose was to determine the identity of the person who came and whether there was any danger to the Morning Star. Judging from the current results, there is no danger here, and the morning star has an additional protector god, okay?

"I've been living in the Duke's Mansion recently, if you have itchy hands, you can come to me, and let me see if you've improved over the years."

“…… That's nature. ”

……

Having solved the trouble, Lancelot arrives in the courtyard and sees a mess of ground and an excited maiden.

"Mr. Shans, I, I ......," Sullia said incoherently with excitement.

He smiled and said, "I saw it, congratulations." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Shans!" Surya bowed seriously, then asked him, "What just happened?" I see you seem to have just come down from above. ”

"Oh, an old man." He smiled: "Luo Lan won't bother you again in a year, don't worry, practice, for you, the realm is just the beginning." ”

"Hmm!" The girl nodded heavily.

Rupert, who had not been seen for a long time, came in with a black highland dog, and it seemed that he had gone to pick it up after dinner.

"Miss, this is—" He said in shock as he looked at the mess in the courtyard.

However, Surya had no time to care about him, and the girl rushed to the sheepdog with joy.

"Shuma!!"

When Shuma saw Surya, he was stunned for less than a second before he recognized her, and wagged his tail excitedly, and threw himself into her arms and whined, and after five years of not seeing her, he was so excited that he wanted to roll around on the ground.

"Shuma?" At the sight of the name, Lancelot felt that his brain was running out.

"Mr. Butler, the name of this dog...... Is it expensive this year? ”

Rupert recovered from the shock.

"Mr. Shans, Shuma is six years old, what's wrong?"

"Uh...... It's a nice name. ”

"yes, I think so too." The housekeeper smiled: "This name has been used since the first head of the family, Miss Arthur, more than a hundred generations ago, speaking of which can also be called Xiuma more than a hundred generations, and the blood is straight and pure." ”

"Oh...... Thank you for your explanation. Lancelot burst into tears.

No wonder the guy said the name suited me perfectly. He looked at Shuma's dark and thick hair, and remembered his own black hair.

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Imotru, Wind Bush.

The acorn was still asleep, and no matter how noisy Gustavo was on the fourth floor, it could not wake up.

"How long will it take—"

The patriarch shouted.

His limbs were bound by pale golden vines, and his whole body was stretched into a shameful "big" character. The original broken body has long been repaired, and not only that, but the vigorous growth of hair makes him as rough as a savage, and a little more wild.

And he vaguely felt as if he was gradually becoming one with the world.

During this time, he dreamed frequently, and although he forgot most of them when he woke up, he could still dimly perceive that the dreams were connected.

In his dream, he saw a world of wilderness, and an old man planted a seed in the ground. The seed takes root as soon as it hits the ground, pulls out a sprout in less than a second, and then grows rapidly, turning into a towering tree in the blink of an eye, its trunk woven from tangled vines and a vast canopy that shades the sky.

Then the old man and a woman who suddenly appeared had an argument, and the quarrel between the two made Gustavo feel a little sad and desperate in his dreams, as if his parents were about to divorce, and he was a shivering child hiding in a corner.

Then time passed, and the tree gradually grew into a world, with flower-paved paths and a sea of grass under the green branches, and more and more magical beasts came to inhabit it, including a huge white female bird, who came to build a nest in the canopy with her offspring.

"This is the home that Mia has given us."

Gustavo vaguely heard her say this.

The female seems to be the most powerful creature of them all, her feathers are as strong as steel and can whip up hurricanes when fanned. She has many offspring, and once the birds fly, their wings spread out enough to cover the sky.

She gradually became the guardian of the tree.

"My name, Avina, Guardian of Imotru."

She said.

This scene was just dreamed of today, and there was a feeling of finale in a trance.

Although the patriarch has a bad brain, he understands that this dream is related to Imotru and the origin of the druid, as for the specific relationship, he can't figure it out, and he doesn't want to bother thinking about it, he is now racking his brains to find a way to force the little skeleton out.

"Papa Whats, you come out for me! I know you're there!! ”

"You hairless bastard!"

"You don't have (muffled)-"

With a flash of white light, Piper appeared in front of him.

"Let me out!" He shouted, and the spit splattered in front of Piper's face and flew back upside down. "I'm healed! There's no need to tie it up anymore! ”

Piper didn't speak, and four arcs of light sliced through the vines.

"it??"

Caught off guard, Gustavo almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough to turn into a flying eagle and spin around.

However, as he flailed his wings, he felt a surge of power in his body, as if he was about to breathe out.

"Big man, close your eyes."

Piper dodged in front of him, white bony fingers pressed against his head.

Gustavo did so.

Then, a ray of light burst out from within him, filling the entire fourth layer. At the same time, the acorn was awakened from its sleep by a familiar breath.

The light pierced the acorn's body, and its heavy shell was peeled off layer by layer, revealing its hollowed out body, and then the young shoots were pulled out of the peeling place, growing, and the originally heavy body slowly evolved towards a towering tree, like a butterfly that has lost its bloated body, slowly spreading its gorgeous wings.

……

The windy firmament, with a slight warm breeze, moved the thousands of branches of Imotru in unison.

The people in the lakeside camp also saw a beam of light rising from the wind from a distance, and Igor took the lead in transforming into a golden eagle and swept into the air, followed by hundreds of figures.