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He asked that question after that victory, as Vincent was resting with them.

"Aren't you members of the Self-Defended Faction?"

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the supreme commander of the unit came over, and by this time she had finished feeding the plants she had raised.

She walked up to Vincent, not at all misanthropic like ordinary elves, unwilling to have the slightest contact with humans.

Instead, he chose to sit directly next to Vincent, tilted his head sideways and looked into Vincent's eyes, and said in a flat tone as if he was drinking water:

"Only when we are alive can we protect nature forever. ”

......

Just as Vincent watched Olivia's departing back and basked in the memories of the past, a childish voice woke him up.

"Vincent, aren't you tired!"

As soon as he heard this, he quickly lowered his head and looked at the source of the sound.

It turned out that at some point, Wenwen jumped off the top of Avella's head, jumped to Vincent's feet, and looked at him with a bow on his back.

Seeing this, Vincent bowed his back, and at the same time reached out and made a hugging gesture to catch Wenwen.

"Hey. ”

Wen Wen let out a lovely hard sound, and immediately bounced off the ground and fell into Vinson's hands with unmistakable accuracy.

Vincent picked her up so that she was parallel to his face, and asked softly:

"What's wrong, Avella she's not playing with you anymore?"

"No, she seems to have something to discuss with Evensy. ”

The bow on Wenwen's head swayed from side to side, coupled with her cute and playful voice, which made people feel the urge to pinch it.

Vincent, however, did not really like to act so intimately towards someone who did not think to him to be a friend in his mind.

He smiled and didn't speak, and then he saw that Avella was clinging to Avancy's ear, whispering something.

At this time, in the heart of the mother tree, there were only three people in Vincent and Wenwen, and probably an electric elemental spirit that had absorbed enough energy.

At the moment, they are snuggling together, wrapped in each other with transparent wings and hidden among the flowers.

The rest of the elves followed Goloria, the queen of the elves, to distribute the decoction made by Vincent.

Vincent held Wenwen in both hands and walked towards the two of them.

However, as soon as he walked near the two of them, the voice that he had faintly heard before disappeared in an instant.

As if they didn't want Vincent to hear what they were saying, the two of them quickly separated the big and small heads they had put together, and then looked at each of them to the left and right with a blushing face, as if I had done nothing and was obviously trying to cover up.

Seeing such an exaggerated scene, Vincent involuntarily rolled his eyes, then pretended not to see the whole process, coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, what's the matter, did you two quarrel?

"How is that possible," Avella, the snack snacker, was a little anxious, and before Vincent's words could be finished, she hurriedly interrupted Vincent's words, and then she raised her hands and stretched them out in a gesture to welcome Vincent jumping over.

It wasn't until Wenwen got Vincent's consent to jump into Avella's arms that Avella continued to speak: "We, the Guardians, will never quarrel, provoke." ”

After saying that, she stuck out her little tongue and grimaced at Vincent, then she snorted her little nose and ran to the other side to play with Wenwen.

Vincent shook his head amusedly, the little girl was just a temper, but since it seemed that he couldn't get the answer he wanted from Avella, he had to find Avensi, who kept him in place.

Vincent walked over to Evensy, facing her to her right, then scratched his chin and stared at her without saying a word, even when viewed from the side, the perfect side of her face.

One second, two seconds, until half a minute later.

Perhaps Vensie was annoyed by Vincent's staring, her face flushed slightly, and she turned to the right angrily.

Evsey pretended to be fierce and glared at Vincent, and said in a vicious tone, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"It's nothing, I'm just admiring the scenery. ”

Waking up from his dream, Vincent seemed to activate his nature, becoming more cheeky and more scoundrel.

Avensi's face instantly turned red, she clenched her fists, looked Vincent up and down with her eyes, and said, "You can't beat me!"

"Ugh"

Vincent was choked by her, and subconsciously took a step back, moving a little away from Avensey for his own personal safety.

He had to admit it, if Evancy really wanted to be violent against him, he was in a state of close proximity to Evensy, unless he was unscrupulous, it was impossible to avoid being beaten by Evensy.

[Take a step back and open the sky]

Vincent comforted himself as he whistled, his hands resting on the back of his head and walking towards the wicker chair not far away.

The rattan chair in the heart of the mother tree resembles a swing, but the stability is much better than that of an ordinary swing.

Vincent sat down on the wicker chair and twisted his body, finding that the rattan chair was very firm, and it was not at all shaky as he had imagined.

So Vincent leaned back, and at the same time put his hands open on the back of the chair, and he alone occupied the entire wicker chair.

Vincent, who sat firmly, pressed back slightly on the soles of his feet, trying to make the hanging rattan chair rock back and forth.

As expected, the rattan chair moved, but it was so small that Vincent could barely feel anything.

Finally, with nothing to do, he rested his neck on the backrest and raised his head upward, looking up at the starry night sky and the full moon.

From him, the moon was great, much larger, brighter and clearer than he had seen anywhere else.

Looking at this full moon, Vincent's mood was a lot less depressed, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel some nostalgia for the past.

[Maybe find a way to go back and see?]

However, as soon as this idea germinated in Vincent's heart, he immediately rejected it completely.

[Don't disturb her peaceful life.] ］

Suddenly, just as Vincent was thinking about it, and was about to think about it, Avira walked over with Wenwen and Vensy on her head.

Seeing this, Vincent hurriedly moved and sat down on the far right side of the wicker chair to make room for the two of them.

Speaking of which, Vincent thought he had a question he had forgotten to ask them.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch his eyebrows, saying that this trip to the dream realm had caused his thinking ability to decline a lot.

Soon, the two of them sat in wicker chairs, one after the other, and unsurprisingly, Avella sat in the middle, and Evensey sat on the far left, away from Vincent.

As Avella sat down, Wenwen bounced from the top of her head into Vincent's arms, and then kept shaking the pink bow on the top.

Vincent knew at a glance that she was extremely happy at the moment, but Wenwen, who was in soft form, seemed to be unable to fix herself as she moved.

So Vincent hurriedly hugged her tightly to prevent her from sliding down from his hands, he was not used to such bad things happening.