The branches and leaves came to the center of Arthur Crowe, and the sky had been occupied by a large amount of pale white faith power, converging into a 'galaxy' like a river of stars recorded in the books.

This scene was seen once at Tylene's concert, and the light surrounding the concert was even more brilliant and shocking.

But this did not prevent the branches and leaves from being deeply attracted by the scene in front of them, and any High Elf would be attracted by the bright light of faith in the sky.

This is the light of their race, representing the glory of the High Elves.

The surrounding clansmen all fell to their knees at the miracle in front of them, and Arthur Crow gradually rose under the slight shock.

Zhiye and Al slowly came to the central hall, where all five elders had arrived, and standing in the center was the miracle of the clansman Aurelian.

She succeeded... The branches and leaves looked at the radiance surrounding Aurelian with some envy.

While the Leaves are serializing what they think is a bit clumsy in the Library, they also hope that their works will become popular in Nolan and thus contribute to Arthur Crowe.

Unfortunately, the leaves didn't do it, but Aurelian did.

Today is enough to go down in the annals of the High Elves, and it is not an exaggeration to call the title of history 'Miracle', and Aurelian will be celebrated in history as a hero!

"Little flower? Have you succeeded in performing at Nolan? ”

Al saw Aurelian's words and instantly dismantled the epic atmosphere.

"Al!" Twigleaf immediately reminded Al not to talk nonsense on such occasions, although... Al was right.

"Don't call me that anymore! Al! ”

Of course, Aurelian heard Al's voice, and Al's casual greeting clearly poked at the most sensitive place in Aurelian's heart.

"When I was a child, I was obviously called very good, so ......"

Al chose to follow Aurelian's righteous warning, only to raise his head and look at Aurelian after Al thought for a moment.

"What's your full name?"

“……”

Ever since she was a child, Aurelian felt that she had to fight Al to decide the winner.

But as the heir to the Kuitoan clan, pointless brawls are a rude act to be absolutely avoided.

But now, if it weren't for the presence of all five elders, Aurelian might have rolled up her sleeves and chosen to fight to the death with Al.

"Aurelian, her name is Aurelian." The branches whispered eagerly in Al's ear.

An elven elder whispered his cane at this moment, temporarily quelling the dispute between Al and Aurelian.

"Aurelian, what did Priest Al say about going to Nolan to sell his skills?" The elven elder asked suddenly.

"About this..."

Aurelian initially wanted to hide what she had done in the human world, believing that if her own people knew about it, her reputation might be ruined.

But the whole of Arthur Crow echoed with the song "Long Live Life", and a projection without any image appeared in mid-air.

All of this is a reminder to Aurelian's 'Nothing can be kept hidden.' ’

The worst thing is that now is the most inopportune time to confess.

Aurelian couldn't speak, and the image in mid-air answered for her first.

The image gradually appeared a clear picture, the picture is located in Nolan's not so bustling commercial street, the man in black is standing on the wooden platform holding a strong sound stone microphone, but the photographer deliberately left the camera to the performer next to the man in black.

That is, Aurelian with a guitar.

The photographer did a good job, recording the entire stage and the audience listening below, and from time to time he gave Aurelian some of the most attractive close-ups.

This would have been a coveted treat for any entertainer, but now for Aurelian, it was no less than brutal torture.

All the High Elves in the room raised their heads, listening to the melody of "Long Live Life", their eyes glued to the image above.

"The one that Xiaohua plays doesn't seem to be a shamisen?"

Al forgot Aurelian's name again, and it was too late for Aurelian to correct what Al had called her.

"Aurelian, what's going on?"

An elven elder questioned Aurelian.

"The attitude of the High Elves towards their own hero units is really surprising."

Without waiting for Aurelian to reply, a voice that was very unfamiliar to all the High Elves in the room intervened in their conversation.

The five High Elf elders looked at the forest in the distance, and the blasphemer who had been dormant in the Forgotten Lands in the record had appeared directly in the High Elves' gathering place today.

The uninjured High Elves around saw Qiao Xiu, a foreigner, and directly took out their longbows and put arrows on the strings, or quietly chanted magical inscriptions.

But the white bird that represented their elven tree consciousness landed on Qiao Xiu's shoulder, instantly making the surrounding High Elves give up the idea of attacking Qiao Xiu.

"Blasphemer, what are you here for?"

Elder Enya stepped out of the crowd and stared at Qiao Xiu, she had long known that there was a group of invaders lurking in the Forgotten Lands, but under the orders of the Holy Tree, she did not make any further means of expulsion.

"I'm here to find a way to feed your family's sacred tree..."

Qiao Xiu tried to scratch the white bird standing on his shoulder with his hand again, but it deftly dodged it again, and jumped on Qiao Xiu's head by the way.

Sure enough, the taming process of the World Tree is similar.

"Patrol team! Catch those blasphemers now! ”

A High Elf elder with a relatively short temper gave an order without waiting for Qiao Xiu's words to finish.

A team of twelve elven inspectors instantly surrounded Johew and Ciri, as well as the yawning ice dragon Catalian behind him.

As the inspectors were about to make a move, a barrier of silvery-white light instantly appeared in front of them.

The barrier held off their attack, and Jossiu ignored the inspectors and slowly walked to the center of Athercro.

This is not the magic of the ice dragon, but the spatial magic of the High Elves.

"Elder Kuitoan, are you taking a stand by doing this?"

Elder Enya glanced sideways at Kuitoan behind him, the barrier he had created just now.

"You betrayed us?"

"Betrayal... All I am loyal to is the sacred tree, and the future of all our people. ”

Elder Kuitoan took a few steps back and stood at Josiu's side under the incomprehensible gaze of all the High Elves.