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One drowned in a swamp.

One was shot down by a giant crossbow.

One is frozen in ice and snow.

A son is dying.

A daughter conquered for her......

There are two more, two more, dear friend, and two.

Don't forget.

Can't forget.

Gredy has two more children.

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The moment Kerry heard his father, Ingway, the king of the jungle, wake up, and did not hesitate to jump off the silver crown and run into the court of the elves, of course, before that, he did not forget to give the otter in his arms to Birling.

"How strange are you," said Berlin, bowing his head, "don't otters fear heights?"

The white face chirped twice, and the otter was indeed not very accustomed to perching on the treetops like a bird, but from there, the Starlight River could be seen, and the wingboat, and they always looked together, as if they could see a figure appear in a familiar place with them.

Kerry leaped from one to the silvercrest, as light as the breeze, as swift as lightning, and he had almost forgotten everything—the King of the Jungle fell into a deep slumber after all the elves had returned, and he would occasionally wake up after a few days or a dozen days, but it was so short that even if Kerry had been in the next room, he had not had time to see the eyes as bright as the stars.

Even with such eagerness, the young elven ranger fell from the tall silver-crowned wood onto the terrace, his movements were as gentle as the petals of a flower falling into the water, and then he saw that the long windows had been opened, the curtains had been lifted, and his father was sitting at the round table in a light silver robe with dark stripes, and beside him was Perrante, who was breathing a little shrampard, and had a broken twig in his hair, and they laughed, and Perrant shook his head.

"You...... How's it going?" asked Kerryben, with a vague sense of fear.

"I'm not asleep because of illness or curse," said Ingway, somewhat helplessly, "but because my strength is too great for this body to bear, I think you should know, my child." ”

But the result was the same, said the young elf in his heart. Although Kerry knew that if his father was eventually banished from this plane, he would not enter the Mourning Wasteland, but that Angelis, the god of life, would personally greet him, and that the King of the Jungle would enter the kingdom of God and become a god with eternal glory and life. But Kerryben, and perhaps most of the elves of the Jungle, couldn't accept that their king left them like this, at least not so quickly.

"Alright, let's tighten the timeline," Ingway said, as he stood up, and Perrant lifted the cloak that he set aside, unlike the heavy cloak that the King of the Jungle was accustomed to wear, which could replace his armor, mixed with Mithril and spider silk, it was as white, soft and fluffy as a cloud, and it looked cute when it was wrapped not by a baby, but by the King of the Jungle, who was feared and feared by countless evil people.

"Did you steal this from your daughter Calebre?" the King of the Jungle apparently noticed.

"No," said Perrante, who smiled a little genuinely in her melancholy eyes, "She would love to share her blanket with the King of the Jungle." ”

So this cloak really belongs to a baby...... Kerry said in his heart, while following his father, when the king of the jungle was walking, there would be a faint point of light flying from his body, which was the solidification of power, a symbol that could not be carried after overflowing, and as soon as this point of light fell to the ground, there would be delicate young shoots rising from the ground. The trail meandered all the way until they came to the water that seemed to run through the entire Silver Crown Forest, and the thick mist beat the elves' cloaks and faces, wetting their hair, and the king of the jungle raised a hand, and the curtain of water slowly opened to the two weeks, and the narrow drawbridge that Cremar had seen and passed by when he came reappeared, the drawbridge was dry and clean, and at the other side of the drawbridge was a silver door that kept changing shapes, with no end in sight, and no bottom in sight, and the king of the elves walked in with Kerriben and Perrante。

When Cremar entered the Van Veilin, he saw a misty lake, and when the King of the Jungle entered here, Van Veilin appeared in front of him the vast sea, and the boat became a huge ship, and when the ship sailed into the depths of the sea, the previously calm sea suddenly became furious, and the sea boiled, and every wave that hit the hull was enough to swallow them, but this strange three-masted ship moved forward calmly and continued to move forward...... When the sky was obscured by the heavy clouds of lead gray, and the thunder and lightning built a bright city around the ship, the king of the jungle finally stopped, and Perrant unfastened his cloak, and as soon as he left Ingway's side, the torrential rain immediately enveloped him, and the sudden current even made him unable to speak, and the wind swept him high and threw him into the black water, and the druid turned over and turned into a seabird, and the thunder immediately cleaved, and the scorching white light lit up, but the bird left only a black shadow, but even Kerryben only saw the narwhal's tail flashing in the crest of the peaks and valleys, and then disappeared。

"Are you worried about Perrante?"

"It's not really the sea. Carey Ben said.

"But only Perrante can get it," said the King of the Jungle, "for he was the one who put it down, and no one can find it but me." He groaned slightly: "No, probably I can, but the whole of Wanweilin will be subverted because of this." ”

"What's that?"

"Something that is extremely important to some beings. The King of the Jungle said, "I will give it to you, and then, at the moment you know, give it to the man you think should have it." ”

Kerry looked at his father speechlessly, Ingway, the king of the jungle, was a majestic and even cruel king, but he was sometimes quite ...... Yes, Bad Taste, "Why can't you just tell me who to give it to and when?"

"Because then," said the King of the Jungle, holding out his hand from Calebre's blanket, "things lose their unfathomability. ”

"But I might make the wrong choice. ”

"That's a ...... Well, the direction of the wheel of fortune," said the King of the Jungle irresponsibly, placing his hand on Kerribben's shoulder, and finding that the bunched pigtails were all messed up from the previous swift movement: "Listen to your heart, Kerryben, none of the decisions you make will be wrong, believe it." ”

When Perrant came up from the side of the ship wet and tired, he saw the King of the Jungle combing his son's pigtails - but as soon as he saw him, Ingway immediately walked up to him, took his hand, and after a few breaths, Perrant immediately shook Ingway's hand: "Don't use too much force," he said, "If you fall asleep, you may not wake up until the day the snow melts." ”

"By that time, everything will probably be over. Ingway said, reaching out as he pleased, and some of the remaining power immediately blossomed into a series of small flowers on Perrante's long hair: "Bring this to Kellebril." "This is the crystallization of his power, to an elf toddler is like sunshine and rain to a young bud.

"Thanks, my friend, your blessing will light up her night like a star. Perrant said that he did not refuse, nor was he too frightened, and that he and Ingway were not only courtiers and kings, but also friends for many years.

Ingway smiled slightly, and took what Perrant had brought, it was an ordinary bone box, as if it had not been carved in any way, and it was not protected by magic, or a trap, or a trap, or a trap, and Kerry opened it with a slight lift of his hand, and then, he saw something dull, which looked like folded cloth, and he reached out to pick it up, and found it unusually light, "Open it," Ingway said, "My child."

In Careyburn's imagination, nothing the size of his palm, no matter how light and thin, hung from his hands to his feet when opened, and a yarn spun by the Seris could only do that with a yarn that could be folded seven times and still be able to see insect-sized words through them, but he was wrong, such a thing covered the entire foredeck when fully unfolded, and it was not regular, it looked like an oval, and it looked like the shape of a shell, and even the surface had a concave and convex texture that symbolized the years like the shell, but those textures were as delicate as spider silk。

"You're not going to tell me what this is, are you?"

"That's right. Ingway said that he almost relented at the child's distressed look after hundreds of years, but Perrant coughed very well, and the King of the Jungle threw a "Well done!" look at the former guard, and handed the bone box to Kerryben: "Put it away," he said, "and this is the only way that no one will find out about it before you make a decision." ”

"And this. Ingway said that the second thing he had given was what Kerry had known, and to be precise, it had been given to him by Kerry, a fragment of the rune disk he had returned from the Far North.

"I think you're going to need it. The King of the Jungle said.

Carey needed it, but he always felt that his father was talking about more than just that.

Ricka sighed lazily.

But to his disappointment, Gersh, though a little annoyed, had not yet lost control, and the Orc King only snorted heavily, and looked at the gloating red robe: "Yes," he said, and the tone quickly faded from the trace of dissatisfaction: "We must obey the will of the great Kawuha, well, what do you want? We will not be able to cross the snowy swamp, we are too heavy to drown in it, and such a death will not be pleasing to Kawuha." ”

"You don't have to worry about that," Rika said, knowing that he didn't need to hide any more information, "and there will be a wide road for you to walk with us." ”

"It would be better to do so," Gersh said, "how much time do we have?"

"There's no time left. Rika jumped down from the Black Iron Throne: "Immediately." He thought for a moment and added, "Maybe two more steps." ”

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