Who am I?

Where is this?

Splitting headaches.

The light sheet slid off one shoulder as the half-elf got up, revealing half of the round and full room.

The familiar furnishings of the room gradually awaken her memory, the family castle of the Marquis of Davis, where the young master saved her from the brink of death.

What is his name, O great Angelis?

"Is."

"Ahh Looking at the man who appeared out of thin air, the half-elf let out a short exclamation. She subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to cover the spring light on her chest, but another voice in her head told her that there was no need to do it.

It's not the first time anyway.

"The Goddess is ......"

Such a shameful thought made the half-elf blush, and she almost couldn't wait to shrink herself into the sheets, revealing only a pair of emerald green eyes and dodging, "Good evening, Marquis." ”

Why night?

"Looks like you're adapting well."

All the behaviors and habits of the half-elves are the same as those of true elf believers, and it is not in vain that Isis has spent great efforts to reshape Chu Shimeng's soul after extracting the spiritual core.

The reborn Lolo is neither a traverser Chu Shimeng, nor a half-elf who has already died, she is entirely the work of Is.

Luo Luo changed into civilian clothes in a daze, and the rough linen cloth was draped over her, and people couldn't help but worry about whether it would cut her delicate skin.

However, there was no real "person" in the whole castle, and the maid rigidly led her out of the castle, and a carriage without any markings drove her into the city of Nokea.

Soon, a handful of sneaky outsiders followed.

The Truman family had been in this rural area for more than three months, and finally let them wait for someone.

Almost as soon as the carriage turned into an alley, the men followed them eagerly, and before they could do anything, the driver of the carriage galloped away with the reins as if he had eyes on the back of his head.

"Chase!"

At the sound of the order, the good hands of the team rose into the air and stepped on the top of the carriage with a clatter. He glanced down into the carriage, meeting the frightened eyes of the upper elves.

People are right.

Kicking away the coachman who was in the way, a group of people took control of the carriage and drove out of the city.

The half-elf in the carriage finally realized that he had been kidnapped, and couldn't help but bang on the car door again and again to call for help. However, there seemed to be a mage in this group of people, and after a silence spell, the anxious cries for help stopped abruptly.

……

"O great Angelis, I beg you to save Lolo!"

"O great Angres, who will come to my rescue?!"

……

"Dress, did you hear that?"

"Hmm."

Under the black robes, the two dark elves stared closely at the carriage passing by them, and at the same time felt the aura of their kind.

They glanced at each other quickly, and quietly chased after them.

The fighting between the two sides was lackluster, and the group did not know until they died that the attackers were killing Truman on the battlefield. Garcia's culprit.

The silence spell failed at the same time as the caster's death, and the half-elf looked at the two black-robed men in horror like a frightened fawn, until Elwin took off her hat first, and she said in surprise, "Thank you Goddess for sending you here, otherwise I really don't know what to do." ”

"Poof......

Erwin pointed to his head at Strease, who saluted Lolo and asked suspiciously, "Half-elf?" ”

"Half-elf!" Erwin's eyes were instantly different when he looked at Lolo.

The mixture of sympathy and anger stung Lolo, and she nodded without Erwin's gaze, "Yes, my mother is an elf. ”

"Then she ......" The single-celled Erwin couldn't even open the pot, and before the damage deepened, Strease hurriedly said, "What are you going to do next?" ”

"I want to go home!"

In this time of war, letting the half-elves go to the turbulent elven continent alone is simply sending her to death. It happened that the two dark elves wanted to return to the elf continent to fulfill their promise, so they escorted her all the way to the northern royal court.

At that time, the city of Jindorilly had been in the war for several months, and the elves who went to support were recruited from only young adults at first, and later adult female elves also joined the war team.

Walking into the empty royal capital, it is not an exaggeration to describe this place as ten rooms and nine emptiness, only the shouts of children in the distance make the city look like it is still alive.

Dresses arranges for Lolo to live in an empty treehouse nearby. Looking out the window, a group of elves were gathering to practice archery, and this is where the shouting came from.

"Children should stay away from war." The stubborn look on the elf's face couldn't help but remind Luo Luo of his childhood self.

Erwin, who was leaning against the door, jumped to the roof in two steps and shouted at them: "Don't be lazy, what kind of shot will you shoot if you can't even hold the arrow steadily!" ”

As he spoke, he personally demonstrated what it means to pierce Yang in a hundred steps, and the trembling arrow tail was nailed to the target, and all the elves were immediately stimulated to fight, and the arrows that were originally sparse and pulled instantly became powerful.

"Why ......"

"You'll understand in a while."

Dresses gave Lolo a deep look, turned and jumped off the treehouse. Erwin jumped off the roof and told her to ask Sangem next door for help if she needed it.

After this, Lolo never saw the two dark elves again. War is like a whirlpool, and all those involved in it will hardly see each other again.

The Sangam in Elwin's mouth is an old elf who is more than five hundred years old, and even among the elves whose age is often in hundreds, he can be called a very long-lived kind of person.

Old Sangem often sat motionless on the stone at the bottom of the tree, and stayed for a long time.

Luo Luo sat patiently with him all afternoon, and waited until the sun set, when the old elf exhaled and said to her, "Do you see the tree?" ”

The most important thing in the Elven Continent is a tree, which one is it?

Luo Luo turned his head around, looked at the direction of the setting sun and asked, "Is that the one?" ”

"It will tell you the answer."

The old elf's witty conversation didn't solve Lolo's current predicament, she had been here for a few days, and the dry food left by the dark elves was not enough to keep her idle, and she had been sitting here all afternoon, hungry.

Fortunately, the elf who had been hiding in the corner and had also peeped at her for most of the day heard the wail in her belly, and Wolf changed his haughty expression, holding a large bag of red, green, and green fruits and throwing them at her feet, turning his head and saying, "Give." ”

"Are you talking to me?"

The elf turned around angrily, met the smile of the upper elf, nodded and shook his head in a panic, and finally ran away with his eyes closed.

For days, Lolo could always pick up a bag of fresh fruit at the door. The initiator practiced profusely under the big tree, as if he was afraid that Luo Luo would know that he had put it.

"Thank you."

Leaving a note at the door, the half-elf followed the instructions of old Sangem to the elf's holy place.

A tree countless times taller than the Marquis Castle towered between the heavens and the earth, and every time he breathed the air here, Luo Luo felt that his sense of the goddess was clearer.

"Welcome back, kid."

Who's talking?

A glittering leaf fell from the top of her head and disappeared without a trace on her forehead. The sound of prayers from the kingdom of God became clearer than ever, and the half-elves sat under the tree and listened intently, just as old Sangem sat at his door in a daze.

"I really don't need to eat."

When she returned to the treehouse, it had been thirty years and three months since she had gone to the World Tree. The piles of fruit placed at the door had completely rotted and weathered into a few stains on the ground, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight and nine, corresponding to the nine notes that the elf had given her.

"You're welcome."

"Don't eat?"

"Don't eat and pull down."

"I'll never give it to you again!"

"Not at home?"

"Do you want to come back?"

"I might have to go back to Jindorilly."

"It's okay to be ugly, I'll marry you in thirty years"

"Goodbye"

The contents of the penultimate sheet made the half-elf laugh, and she carefully picked up each note, but because time had passed so long, each piece of paper was as thin as catkins in the wind, and it was only lightly lifted and shattered in the wind.

Regretting that she couldn't know the name of the elf, Luo Luo used her magic to clean the door inside and out, looking at the clean tree house, she always felt a little too quiet.

She's home, what's next?

Fortunately, someone soon took the initiative to come to the door, after all, although the World Tree was generous, the Elf Royal Court with the World Tree was very stingy, and now there was a shortage of manpower everywhere, and the half-elf with divine power was immediately assigned a job.

"Let's get started."

Looking at the large number of elves with bleeding ears in front of her, the half-elf gritted her teeth and burst into tears, she finally understood the helplessness of Dress's last glance.

With trembling lips pursed into a thread, she prayed to the goddess with her heart, that the pain would be far from the pain, that the sacrifice would be rewarded, and that the perpetrators would suffer the consequences.

A peaceful smile gradually appeared on the children's faces, but the half-elf knew that she had only dispelled the pain of deafness in both ears, but had not cured them.

As for the last two prayers, her divine power was not enough to achieve this kind of result equivalent to divine revelation, so she had to follow the royal court to the city of Jindorilly with the seeds of the World Tree to help.

On this day, the sky was shattered into several pieces by the sword light, and the emaciated figure of the old priest stood looming under the bright and extinguishing electric light.

The World Tree seed took root at the sound of the crowd's prayers, and the crown covered the top of the half-elf's head and stretched out towards the sky. Everyone pinned their hopes on the World Tree, but the half-elf looked up and stared at the old priest thoughtfully.

He's dying.