Dorias and his entourage left the day after the conversation, and when they parted, the two sides still maintained their proper etiquette and friendly attitude.

Princess Lucien is still beautiful, and Charles is still alert and distant. But some of the problems that lie between the two sides have already dissipated.

To be clear, their relationship seems to have become a little friendlier and purer.

But it also makes something impossible.

At least that's what Charles thinks.

"Red Face and Trouble" left the gathering place, so that Linton, who had been secretly restless all this time, finally calmed down, and Charles also resumed his normal routine, silently waiting for his fiftieth birthday to approach.

This kind of waiting, in anticipation, seems very long, but in the face of reality, it is fleeting.

……

The summer sun is quite hot, and the green grass in the forest near the gathering place is dry and pleasant.

A Maiden named Arion steered the solar ship forged by Juvela, carrying the fruits of the golden tree of the twin sacred trees before they withered through the sky, and the light it emitted continued to shift angles.

Underground, the shadows of the trees moved slowly, and the branches of an old banyan tree near the clearing swayed in the wind.

The shadow of one of the leaves shone at the feet of the two elven maidens crouching at the edge of the clearing, dim and hazy, mingling with the dense grass on the surface, inconspicuous.

"Chirya, if your method doesn't work well, I'm going to use mine."

A light breeze blew through the ends of her hair, bringing her hair up and flying, and one of the elf girls had an impatient face.

"Don't rush, I can feel it, I'm about to succeed."

Her companion replied, but his eyes were not taken away from the task at hand.

It was a bald man, with a gray nose that kept swaying in the sun, and his big eyes were moist and shiny, and he was very good-looking. At this time, however, it did not seem to have any of the liveliness that a hare should have, but rather a wilt.

Because it was injured, it was still injured in the vital hind limbs.

The elven girl with long brown hair crouched there, her hands covered in the wound, her eyes focused, trying to unleash her natural talents.

Her companion peered out, holding a wooden cylinder with the lid open.

There was a green liquid swaying inside the barrel, but it had been consumed a lot.

"But your solution won't work at all, Kirya, ......"

"Got it, got it, don't bother me."

It may have been brewed, or it may have been coincidental, but after these perfunctory words fell, the place where the girl's hands touched the wound suddenly lit up with a hazy pale green light, and then when the girl removed her hand to observe, she found that the wound on the hare's hind limb, which should have been bleeding, had scabbed.

"I'll just say that my method will definitely work, and the potion will work even better with the help of medical magic!"

She giggled with joy, and her companions were delighted.

But this frightened the hare, who had improved somewhat, and they ran away with their unnoticed rabbits, which made them stunned

However, the two Nando elves did not pay much attention to this, and after a moment of laughter, they left the place happily, and the sound of joyful conversation faded away.

As a result, the open space is restored to tranquility.

But it didn't take long for the place where they were originally staying to suddenly undergo a strange change, but it was still not very inconspicuous.

In the meadow, the shadows of the leaves of the banyan tree moved!

I saw it silently gliding through countless gaps in the green grass, across more than two meters of open space, across the uneven bark of trees, and through tree branches......

Eventually, it stood still at the end of a branch of the banyan tree, mingling with the shadows of other leaves around it, like one of thousands of shade spots in the sunlight.

However, no one would have thought that there was actually another world in this.

……

The faint sound of conversation drifted into my ears, as if the sound of the river was flowing rapidly.

The unique environment of nothingness and weightlessness makes Charles feel as if he is floating in the invisible river, and his legs sway like diving.

But the "river" around him is not a light blue or transparent color, but colorful, with all kinds of light.

It was as if he was in the depths of a lake full of color, and at every moment, the light around him would refract and transform, illuminating this special place in a splendid light.

However, this transformation was not born out of thin air, but originated in front of him.

Floating in the depths of the "lake", there is a flickering light and shadow in front of him, like a mirror embedded in the water, and everything outside the mirror is very hazy, as if looking out of the lake through the rippling water.

The sensitivity to light seems to be particularly strong here, so that every time the outside of the mirror moves, the surrounding light shifts.

Overall, the charr is like a diver floating in a colorful lake with a unique set of mirrors floating in the lake.

He looked in the mirror and said nothing, but he looked at the real world outside the mirror as if he was looking at himself.

But it would not be correct to look at it, for although Charles was facing the mirror, his face, which had been clouded by the change of light, was calm, and his eyes were tightly closed.

In fact, despite his body, he is not a spirit now, but a leaf, or rather, a shadow of a leaf!

The senses are blurred, the whole world seems to be gray and colorless, and as the sun shines in the sky, there is a faint burning sensation that is born.

Charles, who had turned into shadows, silently listened to the conversation between the two elven girls, silently observing their exploration and discovery of pharmacy.

And when they left, he kept "drifting forward", sliding on the surface, "hurrying" towards his destination.

It's just that this sliding suddenly stops after reaching a certain position, not because he wants to stop, but because he has to.

It was as if there was an invisible rope pulling him, and no matter how hard he "tried", the shadow body could not move a single inch.

After struggling for a while, he decided to give up, and the inconspicuous shadows in the treetops suddenly dissipated.

And Charles in the "lake" also opened his eyes suddenly, smiling at the forest scene and countless shadows outside the mirror.

just didn't give him time, and then he was involuntarily sucked in by the "mirror".

A violent sense of suspension like falling from the sky suddenly struck, and in the shadow of the old banyan tree on the other side of the clearing, Charles's entire body "emerged".

The hazy silence faded, and the vague senses became clear.

The grass was dry and cold, and the sunlight was blocked out of the shadows, which added to the coolness.

There was also a strong ache all over his body, which was extremely uncomfortable. Instead, he lay on his back on the grass, looking at the sky and laughing.

……

In the year 370 of the solar calendar, in midsummer, Charles left the Seven Rivers after explaining everything and headed north again.