"Mirrors?" Lukka wondered, "why do you want mirrors? Nora is not a ghost. ”

Daniel said solemnly: "I think, you have a serious misunderstanding of ghosts, look at me, whether my image can be reflected in the mirror depends only on whether I am in virtual form or physical form, if ......"

"Nothing to do with ghosts!" Dolan interrupted, eyes still fixed on Nora, "didn't you see the flames around you when you looked in the mirror?

Nora shook her head in confusion, "I...... I hadn't looked in the mirror before I left Burning Kirishima. ”

"Haven't you looked in the mirror?" Lukka cried out in surprise, "Don't the fire elves wash their faces?"

Nora said: "The temperature on Burning Kiri Island, according to your way of measurement, is usually not very high, about forty to sixty degrees, but in the outbreak of the Flame Acacia Honey Flower, that is, the moment when a new fire spirit is born, the temperature of the whole island can reach more than 600 degrees in an instant, and there is no mirror that can withstand such a temperature, so there is no such luxury on the island that will definitely be damaged." ”

"So, when you look in the mirror later, do you really see flames around you, as he said?" asked Luca.

Nora nodded, "But, I don't know what the state of other fire elves is, maybe this is the normal state of fire elves?"

Dolan looked into her eyes and said, "Actually, you already know the answer yourself, don't you?"

Nora thought for a while, then finally made up her mind, looked up and said to Luca, "Captain, I think what he said is probably true. ”

"It doesn't matter. Lukka waved his hand, "Whether you are or not, we can't let you stay here." Of course, if you really think you are the Eternal Flame, then our next destination can be determined. ”

For Luca, the priority was obviously to go to Ruins Island to unlock the seal, and he hoped that Nora was indeed the Eternal Flame, which would save a lot of time.

"No! she can't go!" Dolan quickly rushed two steps out, blocking the only exit from this room, and then shouted to Garrenthal, "Captain of the Guard, think clearly about your duties, the secret treasure has finally returned, and it is going to be taken away again, are you just looking at it?"

Garanthel's expression was a little blank, as if his brain couldn't process so much information for a while, and when he heard Dolan's shout, he suddenly woke up, and quickly touched his waist, remembering once again that his long sword was still under the table leg, so he had to stand next to Dolan with his bare hands, and put on an obvious bluff posture.

Dolan shook his head helplessly and took out the lute from under his coat.

"I don't want to do anything with you," he said solemnly, "I just want to keep what is supposed to be here." ”

Lukka laughed, "You want to do it, take a closer look at your instrument." ”

Dolan held the lute in front of him, looked at the fluorescence on the wall, and said suspiciously, "Nothing." ”

Lukka raised his finger, and a red light suddenly appeared inside the resonance chamber of the lute.

"Flame blasting, trigger-type magic circle, not very powerful, I control the energy of the spell to the strength that will not hurt the onlookers, but it is more than enough to burn a piano, when I leave from the Umeze Islands, I will put it on your piano. He said with a smile.

"It's not going to be a scare with light again, is it?" Phil muttered quietly.

"No," Crete said, staring at the lyre, "this time it's the real thing." ”

Dolan's eyebrows twitched, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm not going to do anything," Lukka smiled, "and if you don't do anything to us, we don't plan to burn you as firewood, I don't have that spare time." You just get out of the way. ”

"Then you can burn it!" Dolan didn't take a step back, "If the core is burned, I will become an ordinary tree, and if you still block here, you still can't get out of here." ”

"I mean, isn't your brain all wood?" Lukka sighed, "It's not too difficult for you to keep your eyes open and don't talk about anyone else, just with Ollie's sword, digging a passage from here to the outside, right?"

"My sword isn't a logging axe......," Ollie muttered quietly.

"Can you really cut a passage through a tree?" Garrenthel asked, staring at the silver greatsword in Ollie's hand.

Lukka smiled and said, "That's the Mithril Heavy Sword that the Mayor of the Deep Furnace of Umezawa Island personally crafted." ”

"The whole sword is Mithril?" Garrenthal's eyes widened, he knew very well how extraordinary this weapon was because he also used the sword as a weapon.

He thought about it, walked between Dolan and Luca, and said with a smile on his face: "That, everyone calm down, there's no need to be so angry, right?"

He turned back to Dolan and said, "Look, if you block this exit, if they really want to dig another passage, with the current state of the sacred tree, they may not be able to resist this kind of toss. ”

The head of the garrison paused, and suddenly remembered a question: "Speaking of which, the Holy Tree has never responded to you." ”

"Could it be dead?" Phil interjected.

"Impossible!" shouted Dolan and Garrenthel in unison.

The Wood Spirit and the Wood Elf glanced at each other, and Garantel spoke first: "Although the condition of the sacred tree is not very good, we are paying attention to it every day, it only has some branches that need to be treated, but the main trunk and roots are fine. ”

Lukka asked curiously, "How does the tree respond?"

"It will talk to me, but not in the way you flesh and blood communicate. Dolan said, "A creature like you, who can communicate with the Sacred Tree, is only one Master Kayala for so many years. ”

"How do you communicate, do you sing duets?" Lukka asked.

Dolan glared at him, "With music!" Master Kayala expressed his thoughts with the sound of the lute, and the sacred tree responded to him with the swaying of its branches and the salsa of its leaves. ”

"Why don't you play and sing it?" suggested Garrenthel.

"Don't sing!" shouted Daniel.

"Don't sing!" Phil said louder than he did.

Lukka waved his hand at them and said, "If you put aside the beautiful factor, his singing voice is still, well, quite penetrating." I think the dead might be able to sing from the grave, and if the tree was asleep, it would wake him up. ”