"I could go into hibernation at any time. The King of the Jungle said.

The person who is lucky enough to hear this sentence may not be more than a pair of fingers. The only child of the King of the Jungle, Kerriben the Ranger, his current Chief of Guard, Birling, the former Chief of Guard, Perrant, and several elves second only to the King of the Jungle, Ingway, hold the most important positions in the Silver Crown, and if Ingwe are the pillars of the fortress, then they are solid walls and dangerous battlements.

"When?"

"Around this winter. ”

The King of the Jungle, Ingway, lost not only his wife but also his health in the Holocaust a thousand years ago, and although his magic grew stronger with the passage of time, the wound that never healed tormented and weakened him day after day, he had hibernated once hundreds of years ago to slow down the effects of the wound on him, but the result was only ineffective, and now, while a new havoc was brewing, his dormancy could lead to a deep disaster, and if he could, even if it would allow him to return to the temple of Angeleth, the god of life, early, Ingway would not mind trying to take a sip of the desperate wineThe problem is that his dormancy is beyond his control, his wakefulness is getting shorter and shorter, and his slumber is getting longer, his blood flow is slowing down, his heartbeat is stretching endlessly, and if he falls into hibernation, he doesn't know when he will wake up.

"The lock has been opened. Berlin said.

"But the locks aren't perfect. Ingway said gently, and everyone but him sighed slightly, the Silvercrown Jungle's Mystery Lock was arguably one of the most dangerous barriers in this plane, but it was not perfect as Ingway said, such as the half-length lich Ederna on the Seventy-Seven Islands who was always surrounded by a pink Aenz Stone. He had broken the elves' locks, and he had just entered the royal court of the Silver Crown Forest, and if it weren't for the King of the Forest personally fighting him and repelling him, the current Silver Crown Forest might have to face more covetous evil eyes.

Every year, Ingway, the King of the Jungle, reorganizes his locks. Changing the bearing, adjusting the astrolabe, and filling in the gaps may only be done by the King of the Jungle in a hundred years, and no one else can control such a vast area and such a complex structure.

"It's all right," said Kerryben, "we're all back, father," he bowed his head slightly. Because it was not so often used in such occasions, he quickly raised his head: "The Silver Crown Forest is not yours alone, it is ours, everyone, we will protect it, and when you wake up," he said, "you will see a more beautiful and complete forest." ”

"Exactly. Birling bowed to the King of the Jungle, "Sleep in peace, your children will watch over our home day and night." If there is an enemy who dares to declare war at this time......"

"We're going to have pink magic arrows all over his ass!" Kerry snapped.

It was Berlin who laughed first, and then the elves who were older. Perrant followed, and the King of the Jungle finally showed a bright smile, and he and Kerriben laughed exactly the same, even a little mischievous.

The stagnant atmosphere faded with laughter, and each elf knew they were about to lose one of their strongest shields and sharpest spears, but they were undaunted. The jungle belongs to all the elves, it is the home of the elves, and it is also the treasure of the elves.

"How's Grey Ridge?" Ingway asked, embers of a smile on his lips.

Perrant bowed respectfully to their king, "The half-elves have retreated to the depths of the Grey Ridge. With a flick of his finger in the void, a sketchy image of the Grey Ridge and the Silvercrown Forest appeared in front of everyone, "If they encounter a strong enemy, they can disperse and sneak into the forest belt." "Although the Silver-crowned Jungle is called the Silver-crowned Forest, in fact, it is only a small part of the entire Silver-crowned Wood Belt, and the place covered by the Mystery Lock is limited to this, and it is already the limit for the elves to allow the half-elves to enter the Gray Ridge adjacent to the Silver-crowned Forest, and the half-elves, except for a few who are authorized by the King of the Jungle, will never be able to enter the real Jungle, but they can escape into the Silver-crowned Forest, as humans and humanoids with elven blood, they will not be rejected by the Belt, and the Belt's will shelter them and hide them until the new catastrophe passes.

"What about Cremar?" asked Kerryben, since the half-elf was mentioned, it was absolutely impossible to overlook such a special one.

"He's drowning in Van Velien. Berlin said uncertainly.

"He's a mage," said Kerryben, with a smirk, "sometimes even I get lost in Wanvelyn—it's so funny." ”

"Hopefully he's found the book he's looking for. "Go find him," said Ingway, the king of the jungle. ”

"Thank you Dad. Kerry Ben said happily.

"Do you think?" After seeing Kerribben's back disappear, the King of the Jungle asked suspiciously, "Kerryben's attitude towards Cremar is really a bit strange. ”

"It's because no elves have been born in the Silver Crown Forest for a hundred or two years. Perrant hit the nail on the head - he was reluctant to speak every time he mentioned the Holocaust of a thousand years ago, but he was simply the kind of guy who didn't make a splash.

"When my hibernation is over," said Ingwe's father, "I want to see Kerryben's children." ”

To his disappointment, no one answered him this time.

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"Did you find the book you were looking for?"

Kerry asked, his boat slowly moved to the black-haired spellcaster's side, the bows of the two boats touched intimately, the ranger put his arm into the lake, the lake was so warm, there were books swimming like fish to touch his fingers, but Kerry had just received a huge shock, and he didn't want to read anything for a while.

"Found it. The soul of the other world lazily replied, it is not easy to control one's thoughts, to lift a chestnut, it is like you throw tens of thousands of foam balls in the sea. Then find the only one before they break.

"But you don't want to leave yet, do you?"

"It was quiet. The otherworldly soul said, "Barely feel the passage of time." ”

"Time has indeed cast a spell here," said Kerryben, "and everything is semi-stagnant here." "That's why all the books are so perfectly preserved.

"So you can't take the books out here?!"

"Yes, only from memory. Carey said, "How's that? Let me see your book." ”

The black-haired spellcaster silently held up the book in his arms—a book that could have been used as a shield or a chopping block.

"Ugh. Maybe the words in it ......"

Otherworldly souls open the book.

"I really didn't expect it," the soul of the other world muttered to himself, "Twelve years after the college entrance examination that is far away from all evil, I still have to spend all night endorsing......

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It's been the third day since Cremar finally escaped from that quiet cage, Kerry had seen him once, the rest of the time he was busy, Cremar didn't know what they were busy with, but the atmosphere in the Silver Crown Forest was indeed tense, the treehouses in Grey Ridge were put on hold, and they built new igloos in the deeper forest belts. This is not normal for the elves, who do not easily abandon their original houses, even if they were originally built with dead silver-crowned wood that had been dumped in the forest.

Even the otter family moved, and the otter parents each had a child, and they couldn't get too far from the river, so they set up a new home upstream of the original nest, and the soul of the other world made a pot of fatty fish soup for them. The right to warm the nest, for which he was also allowed to touch the belly of the white face three times. I was lucky enough to see their youngest child, the white fluff had not yet faded, the eyes were big and bright, and the otter and his brother were chirping around the Mithril crucible as the otter's white face and his wife drank fish soup around the Mithril cauldron.

Cremar, who was sitting on the sidelines, took the opportunity to sneak a poke at its little belly.

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"We can't wait any longer. Gavin said, "We don't have time. ”

"Do you mean we act on our own?" said Knight Xiu.

"It makes no difference," Gavin said, "it's not that we don't have mages. ”

"There is only one. The knight Xiu said, "And there are two of them." ”

"They've definitely been prepared. Midget McGee said that he had been given the right to attend the conference because he was willing to provide weapons, but he felt that the human minds were too simple: "And now the White Tower is a den of thieves, full of robbers and thieves. Moreover, their lords are said to have an inseparable relationship with the Fine Web Guild, and there are no merchants who are willing to do serious business to go to the White Tower, and when they arrive at the White Tower, they are either robbed or stolen, and may even lose their lives. ”

Memy glanced at Adele, she was probably the only one present who knew about Adele's relationship with the White Tower, the priest of Rosada had a bitter expression, the White Tower was the city where his father had spent his life's work, and he was born and raised, thinking that he would return there in the future at the foot of Rosada, his eldest brother died because of the city, and his second brother could also be said to have fallen into its darkness, and it was his cousin who now ruled the city, but she didn't seem to be as good as Adel expected, maybe he should give up hope when she said that ruthless and cold sentence- He should give up his honor, give up his faith, and fight with Anrui for the rule of the White Tower, at least the White Tower will not become what it is now.

"I'll go," Adel said firmly, "No one is more familiar with the White Tower than I am," he glanced at the people around him and lightly touched the imprint on his face: "I was banished by the ruler there, and I have been forgiven by Rosada, I am a priest." ”

Gale stared at Adelle's face, blasphemy and murder still on his face, first of all shame and sin, then of repentance and honesty, and now of holiness and sacrifice: "Yes," he said, "and you, priest." ”

"Anyone else?" he asked.

"And me. Glenn said, "I'm a thief, and if Adel is familiar with the White Tower, and I'm familiar with thieves, you might have been caught a hundred feet without me." ”

"But I don't understand why you're willing to take the risk. Gavin bluntly said, "We want to face two warlocks. ”

"I want to start a guild, not so bad," Gülen confessed, too, "but without the support of Her Royal Highness Leona, the Princess, the idea would have been an idea forever." ”

Memi hesitated, she had thought about being like Leona...... To be a woman worthy of Birdwin's pride, but she also knew it was dangerous, and they already had a pastor.

"Plum?" Gülen looked at her.

"What?"

"For me, try it," said Gülen, "not for Birdwin, for me," he said, without looking at Meme, whose heart was beating feverishly, "for me, for me." ”

Mei Mi took a deep breath, "I." She said.

Knight Xiu frowned suspiciously, "I don't think a priest of Fro's ......"

"We need every strength. Gavin said, "Welcome, Memi." ”

Memi trembled slightly, her fingers cold as if they had reached into the sea in the middle of winter, until Glenn reached out to grasp it.

"When are we leaving?"

"Early tomorrow morning. ”

"Don't enter the White Tower at night," Glenn estimated Gavin's thoughts, "and the night will only make dangerous places more dangerous." ”

"When do you think it's better?"

"The time after lunch," Gülen held out one finger: "Eat well," second finger: "Maybe drink a little," and third finger: "Hot weather, harsh sun." ”

"Whether it's a thief or a guard," he said, "it's hard to lift your spirits at this time." (To be continued.) )