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Rewind time to when Lesartos was asleep.

The elf king walked lightly by the lake, and the father and daughter had not seen each other for 1o days due to the drag on both sides of internal affairs and studies, and he really wanted to hear the crisp bell smile to soothe his mind.

Ever since Drusilia became the Golden Dragon's apprentice, she has moved out of the palace loft on the grounds that it was too noisy, and has built an elaborate residence by the lake to live alone. This made the old father a little worried, although the inner form of the green capital was a little calmer than before, but the silent eyes between the temple believers and the unbelieving compatriots, as well as the stiff and cold greetings, all showed that the contradiction had been buried deeply, just waiting for the day when it exploded.

Although the lakeside building is close to the territory of the White-Maned King, and unicorns often walk by, the Elf King is deeply aware of their sluggishness in the world.

Arriving at his destination, the Elven King had his heavily armed guards waiting on the periphery and stepped in alone. The layout of the room was not large, and the elf king turned around to make sure that his daughter was not there, anyway, he really didn't want to go back and talk long and smelly nonsense with the elders this afternoon, so he simply found a chair to sit down and wait.

He scrutinized his daughter's room, where Drushelia loved poetry, drama, painting, and all things ranger. Now there are some changes, half of the poetry collections on the shelves are missing, and the rest are long lyrical poems on the theme of forests or life, but various editions of the plant and animal illustrated books occupy a full row.

The inner wadding of the mattress changed from velvet to honey grass leaves, and what was even more peculiar was that the weeds in the bewildering seams of the balcony flower beds defied the general law and did not grow towards the sun, but approached the bed, as if to caress the beauty sleeping on it.

The Elven King was amused by his own assumptions, and suddenly the bed moved, and he calmly took two steps back, thinking that he should let the guards check before coming in. A pair of small smart eyes peeked out from the quilt. A red-veined curleukin squirrel, the Elven King relaxes his shoulders, and Drusilia loves this cute-looking animal.

"Come out little guy, even if Liya spoils you again, you can't climb into the bed...... Let me check if you're male or female. The Elf King laughed out loud, and only when he was alone could he show his affection freely.

The squirrel tilted its head to look at him, then crawled onto the table and jumped to the ground against a dangling box filled with hazelnuts. The elf king took out one and handed it over, and the squirrel first sniffed it, then snatched it up, and stuffed it into the cheek pouch on the side of his mouth, making his face twice as swollen. Then his eyes burned, begging for the next one.

Satisfied with the greedy squirrel, the Elf King saw several oil paintings placed next to him, which should be Drusilia's recent new works.

The first one seems to be just an exercise in the scene, where many animals gather in the woodland by the lake and river, and rabbits, cheetahs, birds, and so on live in peace. Appreciating paintings was a compulsory course for the Tian aristocracy, and the Elven King himself was a master of oil painting, from which he tasted a different sense of silence.

Half of the painting represents the color of the sky, but uncharacteristically, the reflection of the lake water is used as the light source of the whole painting, creating a sense of subversion from the bottom up. The sky was painted with a heavy gray hue, and a few strokes of clouds looked like walking sticks. The animals look up and gaze as if they are fighting against the sky on the verge of collapse.

"Really...... It's heavy. The Elf King sighed, the more he felt incompetent as a father.

The second painting caught his eye, with its abstract colors and figures, but one could feel the surging vitality from the flowing brushstrokes. This very different style and level of painting shows that Drusilia has taken a big step forward in some aspects.

Just as he was about to look at the next one, he turned his head to see the squirrel grimacing behind his back. The Elf King's eyes narrowed, and he said tentatively, "Liya?"

The squirrel suddenly rushed over, hugged the elf king's face with its little paws, and kissed it. The squirrel happily jumped backwards, its brownish-red fur changing color and elongation in mid-air, and its hands and feet stretched. The Elf King got his wish and heard the laughter, but it was different from what he expected.

The Elven King was shocked to see the palm-sized squirrel turn into Drusilia, although he had heard of it before, he was still dumbfounded to witness such an incredible change with his own eyes.

"It's art! so vivid...... Incredible. ”

Drusilia enjoyed her father's every praise and surprise, and was deeply proud.

"Father, I can become a falcon, it's much more beautiful than a squirrel. ”

"Can you fly?"

Drusilia was embarrassed to stick out her tongue, "I still need practice." ”

The warm atmosphere swept away the cliché, and the elven king listened to his daughter talk about the druids with a light smile. But they were royalty with Tia's responsibilities, and they were talking about moving from druidic novelty to practicality.

"In your experience, are the druids universal in Tia?

The princess pondered carefully and replied, "From the point of view of the belief in nature worship alone, I have absolute confidence in the way of rituals. Reverence for life, love for the environment, and defense of culture, whether it is nobles, rangers, or commoners, any class in the forest can find a resonance point in it, which is much better than the harsh and ruthless temple. But it's probably not so easy to actually get a druid. ”

The Elven King asked, "Less than two months after you started learning, you were able to talk to animals and use spells......"

Drusilia smiled bitterly: "Hora said that I am a special case, one in ten thousand. I tried to get a lot of elves to have an initial communication with nature, and Willett could understand the teachings well, but her heart was too mixed to forget that her business was focused on communication. On the contrary, many underage boys and girls have great potential, and their worldview is still rudimentary, and there are far fewer communication barriers. The young are better than the old, and those who live in wild villages are better than those who live in the green capital. ”

"What about the rangers?"

"That's probably the biggest problem, the druids are insulated from the current rangers! I've tried too many times to talk to Ramsile, and he's stubborn about opening his heart and turning his trust in bows and kills to nature. Alas, I can't destroy his faith, because it is this radicalism that has always supported the rangers in defending their homeland. The only way to start is with the next generation of rangers. ”

The Elven King has a heavy heart, and having a Druhylia and a group of Druids is a completely different concept. The former can be used as a high-end combat force to change the tide of war and reshape faith, while the latter can change the war and rejuvenate the nation. And the Ranger Force, which is the main force of the elves, is separated from the druids, which is the next thing......

"But it's not without a turnaround. The princess drew the Elven King's attention back. "The artifact I saw at the Flame Mage...... It's hard to put into words. It is said to be a relic of the god of nature, far more powerful than the Lord of the Rituals, and has a great effect on the Druid faith in the Tiya Forest. But there is no follow-up yet, and I don't know if it's because I'm still at a low level, or if the Flame Mage is worried about the glow-in-the-dark stone in the temple's hand. ”

At the mention of the gem to be stripped from the statue of Nieron, the Elven King's face became more solemn: "Regarding the gem, we can take our time and negotiate with the Guò faith tilt. ”

Drusilia frowned unhappily, the contradiction between the father and daughter was here, always delusional to achieve the goal of the exchange of conditions and the political situation. The princess felt that the elven king did not know as deeply as she did in terms of faith, and she had seen 11 priests commit suicide without hesitation, how could she expect the high priest of Ofascism to compromise in this regard. Utter power crushing. is the direct way to solve the problem, and it is also the best way. The princess did not speak her mind, and she knew that it was not convincing to use her mouth when it came to the direction of the civil war.

She misses the relaxed atmosphere and pulls her father to show off the Water Elemental Shattered Star, and the Elf King is also interested in this magical creature created by his daughter.

On the terrace near the water, Drusilia touched the water with a frown. "It's weird. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Usually Shatterstar will be the first to respond to the call, today...... And the aquatic animals are a little abnormal, too nervous. ”

Drusilia communicates with Shatterstar on the terrace every day, and the latter grows very fast. The water element calls the lake home, navigating the complex waterways that connect the forest. Along the river you can travel for hundreds of miles.

"Ah, here we are. "Drusilia is churning very violently on the surface of the lake. "Father, you'd better stay back. ”

Bang!

A curtain of water rose upside down, and its irregular shape was as tall as 4 Sami tall. The sunlight is refracted through it and is strange and light. The two elves were splashed with splashes of water and wet their pants, and the elf king retreated again and again, with a respectful attitude.

"Usually it's very gentle. Drusilia reached into the water curtain, trying to calm and understand the reason for the water elemental's irritability.

Intermittent images and thoughts were perceived, but this time it was not the excitement of the current underground river network, nor was it the information of playing with aquatic animals. The earth trembled, and the fish and shrimp sensed the danger in advance and fled in all directions, accompanied by a torrent that broke down a qiē.

The princess was pale, staggered backwards, and was held back by the elven king.

"What's going on?"

"The Great Flood, the Great Flood is coming from the north!"