Timora, Black Elf Ministry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Da-da-da-da!

Polk returned to the gathering place with a worried face, Macchiato's words lingering in his mind.

"Brother Polk!

As soon as he stepped through the door, a group of black elf children who were playing surrounded him, with excited expressions on their faces.

Polk is the son of Chamak and the pride of the Black Elf clan, and is considered the best choice for the next patriarch, and has a high status among the Black Elf clan.

At the same time, his personality is also very cheerful and sunny, and he has a good relationship with these children.

"Xiao Nan, Aro..." After seeing the sweet smiles of this group of children, the gloom in Polk's heart temporarily dispelled, he squatted down, touched their heads with a smile, and gently called their names.

"Is Uncle Chamak Patriarch okay?" Xiao Nan raised his head and asked innocently, for all the black elves, the patriarch was their backbone.

"Very good, recovering. Polk couldn't bear to tell these kids about the harsh reality, so he could only tell white lies.

"Really? That's great. Xiao Nan turned his head and smiled at Ah Luo beside him.

"Yes, yes, we will soon hear the patriarch tell us stories again!" Ah Luo clapped his hands, in their hearts, Chamak was such a kind and kind being.

・・・

The sound of the children chirping made Polk's heart grow heavier, especially when he thought that there was some kind of vicious curse on them!

"Damn the curse!" Polk cursed inwardly, praying that Queen Macchiato would find a solution.

"Hey, you stinky boys, we're lazy here again!"

At the right time, a tall, muscular man stepped out of the gathering place, his size was strange among the elves.

You know, elves are always about elegance and agility, not being a big guy.

"Ah, it's Uncle Didima!" Ah Luo shouted, and the group of children dispersed.

Before leaving, Xiao Nan stuck out his tongue and grimaced at Didima!

"Stinky boy!" Didima raised his big fist, startling Xiao Nan.

"Hahaha!" Didima crossed his hands on his hips and watched the children leave.

"Uncle Didima. Polk walked over, "These kids are young, they just like to play. ”

"Of course I know, or I would have punished them with a tight shut. Didima rolled his eyes, then sighed, "After all, the war is over, I hope they can grow up happily." ”

"Yes..." Polk bowed his head.

"Polk, you've just gone to the palace?How is Chamak? Isn't he's recovering well? When he saw the old guy yesterday, he said he wanted to drink with me, hahaha! When it comes to drinking, who in the whole elven clan can drink me!" Didima laughed, very boldly.

"Yes..." Polk's mood was depressed, which aroused Didima's suspicions.

"Polk, your expression is wrong, is something wrong with Chamak?" Didima frowned.

"Uncle Didima, I'll tell you the truth. "Polk has no way to deceive Didima, and Didima, as the second-in-command of the entire Black Elf clan, is naturally qualified to know the truth of this matter.

In fact, after the Great War, all the older generation of Black Elves died in battle, and in the end, only the prime-aged faction led by Chamak and Didima remained.

Now that the war is over, the black elves can slowly return to the top under their leadership, but...

"That's going to be the case!" Didima couldn't believe what Polk said, their Dark Elves were cursed? What are you kidding! Doesn't that mean he's cursed too?

"Impossible!" Didima shook his head vigorously, "I know my body, I'm fine now, where did I suffer the curse?"

"Uncle Didima, this curse is likely still lurking, and my father and several other clansmen have shown it, as the Queen and the elders can confirm. Polk's words brutally shattered Didema's last illusion.

"How so," Didima repeated, only this time he had lost his soul.

"Uncle..." Polk put his hand on Didima's shoulder, he understood how his uncle was feeling.

Perhaps it is said that there is great enthusiasm for reshaping the glory of the Black Elf clan, whether it is Polk or Didima.

They love their people, they love the land of freedom, and they love all the gifts of God!

But one curse is enough to ruin everything!

"There will be a way! there will be a way!" Didima's dim eyes suddenly brightened.

Da-da-da-da!

Leaving behind these dreamy words, Didima turned and ran.

"Uncle, uncle, what are you doing!" Polk shouted.

"Go to the ancestral land! I'm going to find a way!" Didima's voice was resolute, he couldn't do nothing.

Polk was silent, closing his eyes. At this time, the bright sky piled up layers of dark clouds in his heart, like the arrival of a storm and rain.

"Polk...

Hula!

Polke's eyes opened suddenly, and the familiar and gentle call in his heart made him feel a faint pain.

He turned around, looked in the direction of the palace, and muttered.

"Ayi, I'm in big trouble, we ・・・・・・"

・・・・・・

Somewhere in the Elven Palace.

In a simple room, a young girl was lying on the windowsill, staring blankly at the sky outside.

"Hey, Zuo Wei, what's wrong with Ayi? As soon as you come back, you'll look like this?" asked a beautiful woman with fair skin and thin cicada wings on her back to Zuo Wei on the side.

"Poli, Ayi, that's an emotional instability. Zovi smiled, "The war is finally over, have you forgotten the oath they made in the first place?"

"Oh!I say, hee-hee, it's good, that day is really coming, I'm going to be a bridesmaid!" Polly said sweetly, clapping her hands.

"Ayi must be very happy. Zuo Wei glanced at the girl at the window sill, but found that her expression was not so simple.