92, oracle
In the world of Alda, any topic involving Enu is serious.
A single speck of dust they leave behind might drive a good trainee knight insane, no, worse than madnessβa poet.
They don't know that an iron kettle that has drunk a few sips of water can make the people around them thirsty just because of a residual thought.
None of these things could be collected in Renemo, nor could they be taken out of Alda.
God pit!
In the local saying: The pit of the real Enu!
Zheng Yi asked, "How did you address the impact?" β
Speaking of this, Orway said that he had only made a small change. However, judging from Zheng Yi's high-level [insight], this elf king has a very proud mood.
The Elf King said:
"I embedded the 'Dust of Ilmu' in the flute given to me by Lady Yavanna and hung it on the tallest tree in Rozolyn Torion. Every time the wind blows through the hole of the flute, it will play a beautiful music. β
"Who is this Ilmu?"
"One of the masters of the soul, who is in charge of imagination, inspiration, and dreams." The Elven King explained, realizing that the Maia in front of him was not familiar with Ilmu.
Zheng Yi finally knew why he was able to write a five-million-word novel in his head.
The Elven King continued:
"As for the great Lord of Trees, Olomi, the jug he used was placed at the bottom of the deepest pool of Rozoline Torion. No one will be affected by it, and at the same time, it will make the surrounding trees and flowers grow more lushly. β
- Because the plants are thirsty, they suck water desperately, and then they try to grow, and they suck water desperately, and they try to grow......
No problem!
Zheng Yi smiled: "It's nice to see things put to good use. β
No one will dislike the many artifacts at home, and Orway compared a please gesture:
"Allow me to invite you to this evening's dinner, a dinner especially for you, dear Ankolimon."
Zheng Yi was in need of supplies, and of course there was no need to be polite to the master. It's just that he forgot one small detail, these Tellerel elves are vegetarians, a habit that began when they were called "Sea Elves" on the island.
Seeing that everything from appetizers to main courses to desserts was full of plants, Zheng Yi truly felt hopeless. The main course is still attached to the branches, is this a delightful dinner? The young foreigner Maia misses the hotel in Pegasus, and although there are many bad things about his family, there is plenty of meat.
Such a dinner is paired with a wind concert by the elves of Telleriel, which is really perfect for sleeping. When Zheng Yi came over, it was late at night in the desert, and it was rare that the time difference was not very big, so he just proposed to rest early.
Orway was glad that Zheng Yi could stay overnight, and no one would dislike the multiple Maiya guests in the house.
Zheng Yi's guest room is on a huge old tree next to the palace. The elves built this silver-and-white stone domed palace on the branches of the tree trunks. Zheng Yi stepped on the trunk of the tree and touched the stone, which was really beyond imagination, but everything seemed so reasonable.
The elves lowered the palace curtains, and through the white curtains, the starry sky became hazy.
Zheng Yi poured himself a glass of water, drank it and lay down on the soft wooden bed, and soon fell into a peaceful sleep.
Vaguely, he felt the trees shaking.
Zheng Yi opened his eyes, and the starlight was still ...... Well, it's not Starlight, it's the blue diamond ornament on Irwen's head.
"Ankolimon," the elven princess called smoothly, "let's go." β
"Huh?" Zheng Yi was still a little confused, "I just woke up, and I haven't brushed my teeth...... Where do we go? β
"Silver Castle, Misty Mountains, Evil Cavern!" Irwen lowered her voice, "Didn't you come to take me to fight evil?" β
- Where to leave and where to enter, this is the setting.
Zheng Yi shook his head: "Your father doesn't see it that way. β
Yi Erwen was very stubborn, looked at Zheng Yi's eyes firmly, and said:
"But fate chose me, didn't it? From our encounter by the river, to our adventure in the dark forest. We are partners, Ankaulimon. This journey is far from over, take me with you. We'll leave overnight. I know a secret passage where they won't find out I'm in bed until tomorrow morning, and ride your chocobo through the Misty Forest. Tomorrow at noon, we can have lunch at Silver Castle. β
Irwen said, waving the bounty of Lady Avanna in her hand.
Zheng Yi thought carefully about how to deceive the rattan cane. Although the host did not provide a delicious dinner, it was by no means a reason to elope with his daughter - a reason to leave without permission.
Yi Erwen kept looking at Zheng Yi, and found the mysterious look in his pupils, and said vigilantly:
"This forest scepter was given to me by the lady, and there is no second person to use it. If you don't take me, think about how long you're going to walk in the forest. I know you're not a walker, Ankolimon. β
Zheng Yi pulled out a smile: "Let's not talk about these things first, can you get down from me?" It's not what I'm used to. β
Yi Erwen obediently got down from Zheng Yi and said, "So, can you take me away?" β
Zheng Yi said solemnly: "Go back to sleep, little girl, I won't do this kind of thing." And I must say that if anyone can do such a thing of abducting a little girl, he is definitely an evil person. β
Erwen looked disappointed.
Zheng Yi turned around and looked at the starry sky in the sky, and his voice began to blur:
"I fell asleep, and I didn't know if the dream would attract the guards. At that time, Your Highness Princess, you may have to explain why you are at my bedside. β
Zheng Yi felt a gust of wind, and there was a familiar fragrance of flowers and plants in the wind.
Irwen walked away in a huff.
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Orway stood on the terrace, holding on to the railing. Under the starlight, he saw a black figure shuttling through the woods. It wasn't a patrolman, it was his own daughter, Irwen. He knew his daughter's purpose very well, but he only had such a daughter, and he couldn't let her fight evil.
When Ijuilvida created the elves, she promised the race 10,000 centuries of lifeβand to live if they didn't want to give up. This has allowed them to go through enough big events.
Orway has experienced many great events, such as the rebellion of the Enumirko, such as the angry battle between the Enu. These experiences made it clear to him that all wars led by Maiya ended in tragic sacrifices. Of course, if it is a war led by Enu himself, it will be the destruction and recasting of the world-
Alda used to be a flat world that could be reached directly from the sea to Valinor, where the Ennu lived, but after the Enu fought the Battle of Wrath, Alda turned into a ball.
Orway closed his eyes and felt the night breeze blow through the forest, and heard the flute of Avana in the distance. No one could use that flute, but when it was embedded in the light dust of Ilmu, it was possible to hear intoxicating music whenever there was wind.
The beautiful and soft sound sounded along with the melody of the piece:
"Orway Singalo, King of Rozoline Dorien, Guardian of the Elves of Telleril, listen to me......"
Orway remembered the voice and opened his eyes, staring at the starry sky.
The stars go on and off, outlining the image of a goddess. The goddess wears a wreath on her head, holds a cane in her hand, and her long skirt flutters in the wind. This is the Lady Yavanna that Orway remembers.
"My little swan will swim in the waterholes of the forest and spread her wings in the sky, let your princess obey her mother's will and look down on the world of Alda."
In the starlight, the image of Yavanna dissipated.
Orway was slow to leave.