1

In the black clouds, Icarus, turned into electricity, spied on the burning houses and the deranged crowd below. Then a thunderbolt fell, and he stood at the tip of a tower, looking out over the ancient city. Unlike the red lights and green wine of the metropolis, the city falls into silence at night, with only a few creatures wandering between the houses. Today, the group came out to hold a welcome party for him, and the streets were filled with panicked crowds.

The air knives that flew from afar let out a long whistle that broke through the air, slashing directly at Icarus's waist. Icarus looked at the intricate stacks of air knives and stepped back on his tiptoes, and the air knives passed him.

The sharpened tower needle flipped over in mid-air, fell heavily on the tile, and fell down with the rubble under the action of gravity, and I don't know what it hit, making a roaring sound.

At this moment, a fiery red figure appeared on the tower, bowed to the gentleman of Icarus not far away, and said, "On behalf of the enthusiasm of the Wind Elves and the respect of Queen Narcia, I am waiting for your arrival, Lord Marshal!"

Standing on top of the tower is naturally the elder tranquility of the wind elves, but what makes Icarus puzzle is that the tranquility he sees today is obviously different from the tranquility he saw in Haram town that day, although the appearance is exactly the same, but the tranquility of Haram obviously lacks the royal demeanor of a superior person, and the person in front of him is far above the tranquility of Haram in terms of temperament and divine rank.

"Lord Anning seems to be different from what it used to be?" Icarus asked bluntly.

"Your Excellency Marshal is indeed a hero, and it is true that An Ning, who met with you that day, was just one of my doppelgangers. An Ning thought that there was still something wrong, and continued to explain, "After all, this is the realm of the Terrans, and it is too dangerous for us who are at war with the Terrans. However, the agreement with you is still valid!"

"Lord Anning's sincerity is really sufficient, according to the development of this situation, I have to sign the contract, and I have to sign it if I don't sign it, right?" From a rational point of view, reconciliation is a beneficial measure for both sides, but many times mutual distrust will lead both sides to choose the game method that can best protect their own interests, and this means is often war.

"The Wind Elf still has some understanding of the Terran system, and there is only one possibility that Lord Marshal is a general of the Terran at such a young age, and you must be a very important person among the Terran nobles. If we can capture you and then blackmail the Terrans, it will naturally be beneficial to our war!" An Ning said bluntly.

"Then what else do you say, do it!" Icarus summoned a lightning bolt and held it in his palm.

Mistress Icarus laughed! Perhaps the Ionic Peaks would not hesitate to do so, but this is the Forest of Winds. The Forest of the Wind does not want to see innocent people shed their blood for the selfish interests of some, and the Wind Elves are very committed to it. Since you are our invited guest, there is no need to use force. An Ning ordered all the guards to disarm their fighting stance.

"But I haven't decided to sign a deal with you yet!" Icarus looked An Ning up and down.

"The royal city of Narcia is a city of all rivers, inhabited not only by the spirits of the Wind Forest, but also by creatures and oracles from other regions. During this time, you can feel free to inspect the royal city, and if you feel that the wind elves are trustworthy, it is not too late for you to sign an agreement. If you think the Wind Elves have a false reputation, you should come and play once. You're happy!" An Ning said and retreated with all the personnel.

"It's getting more and more interesting!" Icarus said after watching the peaceful background disappear and making sure there were no hidden people around, walking towards the crowd on the street.

2

The overwhelming meteor shower brought chaos all over the city, and in the panicked elves, Icarus hid in the alleys of the streets without hurrying, and through the lost and frightened crowd, Icarus found that the flow of people was gathering in the same direction under the guidance of the guards, and concluded that it must be a temporary refuge for the elves.

Icarus was unable to conclude that the Vault was the location of the Elven Tree of Life, and while surveys have shown that the Elves often choose to go to the place of origin of their lives for protection when attacked, it is still not possible to put such an important stake on mere general survey data. He needed further confirmation, so he put on his coat and drank a magic potion developed by the Empire, which made his aura similar to that of the elves.

Under the guidance of the guards, the lost crowd gathered in an underground shelter. The crowd here is too crowded, so the small space is filled with charming aromas in an instant. The Wind Elf race is mostly female, and the internal structure of their population is similar to that of bees, with an elf king and a small number of male elves, but the difference with the bee colony is that the elven race reproduces as a result of the tree of life, rather than individual reproduction. The same mother, without too many conflicts of interest, allows the elves to be in the same boat even in the face of the greatest disaster. This is why it is difficult for other races to wipe out the elves.

Icarus's beautiful appearance and the elven aura on his body made the surrounding elves not suspect him, on the contrary, they all communicated with Icarus cordially.

"Are you hurt? The attack just now was too dangerous, but I didn't expect the shield barrier to be destroyed, and many elf sisters were injured. If you're hurt, you have to say it!" asked Icarus with a very kind elf, his air of friendliness and no hint of falsehood.

Icarus was shocked, he had never seen such a person in a human race, or that the person who once existed was no longer there. After a moment of hesitation, he still stammered and replied, "No, not hurt, I'm fine." Thank you!"

"That's great, we elves will help each other and care for each other in times of crisis. The elf introduced with great concern, "My name is Emilo, and I am the wind elf of the Wind Forest!"

"Icarus!" Icarus didn't think he needed to lie too much, but he continued, "I'm the Thunder Spirit of the East who destroyed the Pools of the Desert Rim. ”

"Thunder Elf!" Another mischievous elf was very interested when she heard that Icarus introduced himself as a thunder elf, and she excitedly picked off Icarus's hat, only to see that the thunder elf in front of her was not as fierce as the legend said. The long purple hair hung down like a violet waterfall, the ponytail curled up from behind draped over the left shoulder, like a curtain of water being lifted, the delicate face was smooth and soft like a water-soaked mask, which could be broken by blowing, and the more beautiful were the purple eyes, revealing endless melancholy, but there was no lack of hope in the melancholy.

"It's beautiful. It's not a lizard with long thorns at all!" The mischievous elf tapped his left index finger on his lips, and as if he suddenly understood something, he said in an exaggerated voice, "I see, you must be a spy!

Even though Icarus knew that he was a spy, it would be very difficult for him to accept that he would be exposed like this! He looked surprised, he was shocked by the elves again!

"Elijah, don't talk nonsense, people are guests from afar, and we can't assume that others are spies without evidence, it's not good!" Amelo reprimanded in an unpleasant tone. And the elf seemed to understand that she might have done something wrong, but she still reluctantly retracted her head and weakly stretched out the reason for her weakness, "But he doesn't look like the elders describe at all!"

Emilo replied to her with a stern look again, and Ilya never spoke again.

"Sorry for the distant guest. Ilya just wanted to be curious, so I don't mean anything special, so please forgive me!" Amelo apologized to Icarus for Ilya's disrespectful behavior, but couldn't help but take a closer look. She felt a heartbeat, this distant thunder elf completely subverted her perception of the thunder elf, surprised and seemed to be a deer, completely unable to control herself to think deeply about the possible asymmetry in this.

"It's okay, she's still young, she's cute. Just like that sister of mine, always mischievous and lovable!" Seeing Elijah's lovely appearance, Icarus couldn't help but think of his sister who was still at home, and guessed that this girl must have run out of the house again during his absence!

"You have a sister, so she must be as beautiful as you!

"Thank you for your compliments, but there is still a big difference between Artoria and my appearance. Although she is still young, she can see that she will be a beauty when she grows up, she has short golden hair that shines brighter than the sun and silver eyes that are whiter than the moon. Icarus felt a sense of pride when he mentioned Artoria.

"Wow~~ The Thunder Elf is really amazing!" Listening to her sister and Icarus talking happily, Ilya was also very excited, and she also wanted to join in.

"Our world is colorful because of the protection of our Creator. It's inconceivable that different creatures are in a variety of ways, and it's even more amazing that different creatures are unique among the same creatures!All of this is the work of the Creator!" Icarus understood that the elves were full of infinite reverence for self-heating, and that recording the credit on the head of the Creator when necessary would increase the elves' sense of identity with themselves.

"Yes, yes, the Creator is omnipotent and divine!" Emilo was glad that Icarus could say this, and her affection for the elf in front of her seemed to be even stronger.

3

In the early hours of the next morning, the sun was shining and the sky was cloudless. Despite last night's air raid, the city of Narcia did not look decadent and lifeless, on the contrary, the happy expressions on the faces of the elves made this ruined brick and tile look unique.

The autumn breeze hit, and a cool chill caressed Icarus's cheeks. Alone, he is like an aimless wanderer wandering in this bustling city decorated with Gothic elegant and charming buildings, like a homeless elf, with an empty heart yearning for salvation from the depths of his soul.

He stopped, and a withered yellow sycamore leaf landed on top of his fuchsia boot. He stared silently for a moment, then finally crouched down and picked up the leaf. Hold the fallen leaves in the palm of your hand and watch the gray meridians stretch on the lifeless leaves. Suddenly realizing that life is so great, the old leaves fall after completing their mission, leaving behind a taller trunk that moistens the new leaves of the coming year.

Every living being comes to this world with its own unique mission, but the mission of human beings is not as clear and singular as the leaves. In the long river of time, people need to continue to forge ahead and continue to explore in order to discover the other side of good and evil, and find their true home on the other side of the river.

He understood the truth very well, but on the other hand, he had to sigh for himself. He is always numb in his pursuit of powers, but he doesn't know how to find his worth in them, and he turns his sad memories into a determination for revenge, but at the same time he knows very well that this path is a path of no return. He didn't know what to do, he was dazed like a lonely boat drifting in the sea, full of blue sky, white clouds and the unique charm of the beautiful sea, but he didn't know where he was and where he was going.

Standing still is not the best solution, no one will know what help you need, and help from others will seem useless. Icarus is not a person who likes to leave the initiative to others, in his world he only takes what he thinks is the right way, the difficulties are the help to enhance his own ability, and the help given by others is only an alternative opinion, they can tell you the difficulties that will be encountered in your path, but they will never decide your path, because everyone has their own path, and he can only climb his own mountain.

Letting go of his hands and letting the dead leaves fall freely, he once again marched towards the heart of the royal city with his head held high.

4

The city of Narcia is not as prosperous as humans, and simplicity is the main rhythm here. In the bustling streets, Icarus saw more of the unity of the elves in the aftermath of the disaster. The smile is very cheap here, no matter where he goes, he can always hear all kinds of greetings, and what is even more valuable is that these warm smiles do not show any false affection at all.

He was out of step with the world, and he always wanted to jump into such a pure world as if his heart was broken, but he stayed where he was for a long time. This is a world that does not belong to him, and it has parted ways with him.

At the bottom of the castle, a towering tree appeared on a high mountain not far away. It was so huge that it obscured half the sky. It towers into the clouds, and the mist on it liquefies, merging into a rolling stream, which flows from this place to the world, forming a majestic and magnificent waterfall wonder. The scattered droplets shimmered strangely in the sunlight and turned into a rainbow hanging in the air. The dense foliage is cascading and verdant, as if the ancient Hanging Gardens of Babylon have been recreated.

Icarus was struck by it, he had never seen such a spectacle, and he admired both the miracle of the Creator and the great miracle of the Tree of Life. He hesitated, he didn't know if it was still necessary for him to enter the Tree of Life and fight the Elven King, such a masterpiece could not be conquered by savage force.

Just as Icarus fell silent, a small hand suddenly slapped on his shoulder. In a trance, Icarus instinctively dodged and prepared to fight back, only to find that the girl in front of him was the elf Emilo he saw last night. The only difference is that there are a few more elves around her.

Icarus's overreaction really scared Emilo, but after a moment of surprise, he came to his senses and greeted Icarus with a smile. At this time, the sword of Damocles in Icarus's mind was temporarily placed, which was a friendly warning, and it was clear that the enemy still had not been able to identify him. Seeing that the girls were staring at him nervously, Icarus also said hello awkwardly. But he didn't want the elves to immediately surround him and touch him, tease his long hair, and check his measurements.

Icarus didn't quite understand, and he looked at Emilo inexplicably, but Emilo smiled sweetly. It took a moment for her to stop her companions' unfriendly behavior and say, "Alright, alright, you're going to make people angry if you touch someone's body like this!"

"The figure is really not ordinary!"

"Yes, this face is also very beautiful, almost as soft as the flower of the flower fairy!"

"As glamorous as Queen Narcia!"

When the last elf happily mentioned Narcia, the smiles on the faces of all the elves instantly became very solemn, and the joyful atmosphere was particularly embarrassing, as if Narcia had become synonymous with sadness here.

"How about we go to Estak Square?" Suddenly one of the elves proposed, and a cheerful smile swept away the discordant atmosphere, and the other elf took over the words, clapping his hands happily and exclaiming, "Well, the royal city was attacked last night, and the elven elders will definitely explain the situation to the sisters in the square today." ”

"En, maybe Queen Narcia's personal bodyguard, An Ning, will be in the square!"

"Wow, if only it were true. The last elf seemed to be a nymphomaniac, with his hands on his chin, his face full of peach blossoms, and his whole head was like a lime pool, all kinds of heat, all kinds of bubbling, and the bubbles that came out were still peachy, "Lord Anning is the most handsome!" The girls were laughing and laughing, pushing and shouting in the direction of the square, but Icarus and Emilo were left to look at each other.