Eru walked slowly through the streets of the main city.

She wore the robes of the high priest, the moon-white sacrificial robe embroidered with gold leaf flowers at the cuffs, and the placket on her chest was a drawing of twin grasses.

This dress was already considered a top glory in the royal court in the old days, and most of the elves could not enter the priesthood sequence, let alone the great priest who was in charge of a hall.

According to the rules of the old royal court, she had to be at least 200 years old to wear this robe, and she was only a pitiful twenty years old now.

"Everything is a mess."

She thought.

The wind in the Elven Forest seemed to never cease for a day, and the cool breeze blowing in her face ruffled her robes, and her silver hair, completely lifting her half-obscured hood, revealing her immature face full of sorrow and anguish.

"Ahh

Taken aback, Eru hurriedly lifted one of her hands holding the book in her arms, trying to pull her hood down—she had been constantly pointed at since she had been in this position, which was an embarrassing experience for her cowardly, and for this reason, she always tried to avoid encountering other elves.

However, just as she was pulling her hood, the door of a palace next to the path was suddenly pushed open.

Three handsome elves in armor and weapons walked out, a man and two women.

They were holding weapons in one hand and helmets in the other, as if they were saying something, and the moment they saw Ailu, one of the female elves couldn't help but show a look of contempt: "Isn't this the Grand Priest of Ailu?" What, come out and hang out? ”

From the mark of her armor, it can be seen that she is only a mid-level officer, if she were in the old royal court, she would face severe punishment if she faced a high priest like this, however, at this moment, there was no spirit to stop her.

The other female elf sneered even more, and said sarcastically: "Don't say that, the great priest is always thinking about ways to fight erosion, where can we, the soldiers, understand the intentions of the priest?" ”

"Haha, forget it, what a great priest, it's just a low-level elf, lucky to survive, turned into a title behind the city wall and shivered, if I want to say, I should simply cancel the sacrificial hall, anyway, there is only one elf left, what is the need to exist?"

"That is, instead of spending food to feed a useless priest, it is better to change a set of armor for the soldiers on the front line."

"Priest Elu, do you think it's okay? If I were you, you would have thrown away your robes and taken up arms and went up to the castle. ”

"Forget it, do you think Grand Priest Ailu has the guts? A little girl who faints at the sight of blood? Kill the enemy? Haha, let's let her guard her moon god well. ”

"What kind of god, it's a complete deception, the sacrificial temple has been a blessing for so many years, and when it comes to a life and death crisis, what's the use? Not by the weapons we have? ”

As they sang and harmonized, Elu cowered and did not make any rebuttal, but her head was getting lower and lower, and her thin body was like an extremely ill-fitting hanger, barely able to support her moon-white robe.

The male elf probably couldn't stand it anymore, and finally spoke: "Forget it, let's go quickly, it's not good to delay the change of guard." ”

In this way, the two female elves finally shut their mouths, and the three of them left in groups and walked towards the defense of the city wall.

Eru retreated to the edge of the path, and when their footsteps faded away, the twenty-year-old elf finally raised her head.

Under the hood, a pair of eyes were red on her immature face, as if there were tears swirling in it, she bit her lip hard, the knuckles of her hands holding the books turned white, and her body trembled slightly, but she finally endured it and didn't cry.

"The Grand Priest doesn't cry."

Elu's mind remembered what her mentor had said to her before the previous high priest died.

She raised her head, letting the wind dry the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and then, without hesitation, quickly walked along the path.

After a while, they came to a small temple that was somewhat remote, the highest in the main city.

This temple is really small, only the size of an ordinary house, but it has a plaque of the sacrificial hall.

As the last member of the sacrificial hall that once stood in the royal court and belonged to the core sequence, this is a place that belongs only to her.

Eru pulled out a magic key, unlocked the door, and spiked inside.

Closing the door, the house seemed to sense someone entering, and several magic lamps placed around it lit up, lighting up the dark room.

Even so, the house still looked a little dark.

Thick curtains cover most of the windows, and in the middle of the high roof is a circular opening.

Sunlight casts a speck of light from the roof of the temple and falls on the floor, and the empty rooms are decorated with only a few patterns, the most prominent of which is a stone altar in the very center.

It is the only place of worship in the city.

Eru picked up a broom and cleaned the altar once more, and then, after reaching the curtain, she laboriously dragged out a suitcase.

As a low-level priest who has not yet graduated, her magic level is very bad, her physical strength is quite poor, and the lack of food has already made her panting just by dragging her out of the suitcase.

"Bang."

Dragging the suitcase to the altar, Eru sighed and opened the lock, revealing its contents in the dimly lit hall.

"Fluorescent Stone*5, Prismatic Stone*12, Starlight Moss*2, Dryad Heart*1, Winter's Kiss*1, Wave Bud......"

She counted the contents softly, and when she had finished counting, she unfolded the red-covered, hardcover book she had brought with her, and took out a shriveled flower, or rather a specimen, from it.

"With the last Yuehua essence, the materials are finally enough, but unfortunately the area where Yuehua is produced can no longer pass, and I can only find a shriveled specimen of Yuehua essence, I don't know if I can ...... it."

Eru muttered as she knelt in the dimly lit hall.

The moon-white robe, which was too wide for her figure, was scattered a little messily on the ground, revealing her legs in white cotton socks.

It was only at this time that Ailu's face showed a little girlish complexion.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her small, dusty hands, and a little joy and accomplishment appeared on her delicate face.

She had been busy for a whole month to collect these materials, and it took a lot of effort to find some of them.

For example, just to get the "Kiss of Winter", she was almost killed by the enemy, and it was really just a little bit short.

It's all worth it, though.

When she saw all the materials in front of her, Elu's little heart was greatly satisfied.

Once again, she remembered the ridicule and laughter she had just experienced on the road, and those voices were still in her ears.

However, Eru was not angry, or even if she was angry, it was not angry at the warriors who defended her homeland, but only at herself.

Qi herself was only a fragile low-ranking priest, no, if you took into account that she did not participate in the official ordination, she was even only a sacrificial apprentice.

Qi himself did not die in the destruction in the first place, so he had to take on the responsibility.

Qi himself, as a "great priest", can only hide behind the city wall pitifully, but there is nothing he can do......

No.

At least now, she can finally contribute to her homeland.

Eru bit her lip, a determined look in her eyes, and she flipped through the book, scrutinizing the ritual's steps—even though she had memorized the process backwards.

This book is the canon of the sacrificial temple, which records the intricacies of the sacrificial rites and is a code that every priest must remember.

However, Eru was only reading a small chapter at the moment, and it was an ancient ritual.

It is said that through specific materials and rituals, it is possible to summon the "Goddess of the Moon and the Forest".

The sacrificial hall existed to worship the gods.

Now the entire royal court is in jeopardy, the clan has to retreat to the last city, and the elves have reached the autumn of life and death.

All the elves are doing their part to the war.

Eru has no strength.

She can only pray for the advent of the "Goddess of the Moon and the Forest".

Even nowadays, the vast majority of elves no longer believe in Him.

"I'm not wasting food."

Eru whispered, as if to the other elves.

Her thin countenance became incredibly firm and reverent at this moment.

She's going to summon the gods.