This is a very strange combination, at least in the eyes of the elf Red Moon, this black girl who is blocking their way is full of strange feelings, it is not good or bad, but the elf's intuition tells him that the girl in front of him is very dangerous, very dangerous, which is well reflected in the body of the elf king wind chaser. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hello. "Yes, when this elven king greeted this black maiden, he used an honorific title that elf red moon had never heard before, and even the regent did not enjoy such treatment.

"Wind Chaser?" The black girl looked at the elf king standing in the wind and snow, her eyes paused slightly on the elf red moon's body, and then moved away, but at that moment, the elf red moon felt as if she was swept by a huge giant beast, and the chill flowed down her back into her whole body, I couldn't tell whether it was the cold of this world or the sight of this black girl, but the elf red moon shrank very wisely, trying to hide herself in the elf king's not wide back.

"The Song of Solomon, the Wind Chaser. The Wind Chaser replied, although he got only the black girl's jaw that could barely see the arc, but the elf red moon felt that the obviously cold atmosphere became a little relaxed, and even the flying snow around him began to fall from his side intentionally or unintentionally, avoiding everyone's position, making the elf red moon rise a little weird, it seems that these wind and snow are also afraid of this girl of unknown origin.

"Birmingham, you know what. Although it was an inquiry, but more of a commanding tone, the black girl's purple jewel-like pupils stared at the gradually stiffened face of the Wind Chaser, and without waiting for the Wind Chaser's answer, she gently hooked a smile, "It turns out that he is your victim this time, it's really funny." ”

As soon as the black girl's words fell, the face of the Wind Chaser became even more ugly, and she unconsciously touched her forehead, and the sweaty touch made the palm of the Wind Chaser emit warm white gas.

Mind reading, it shouldn't be a foreknowledge, this girl predicted her next answer, only to get the answer without opening her mouth, the elf king who thought of this lowered his hands, the energy in his body was beating at a rapid speed, and a layer of faint green began to flicker in the eyes of the elf king.

"Ultramarine summoning, don't you have a little novelty, let me see, hardened branches, it's really an old-fashioned routine. The black girl glanced at the Elven King Song of Songs, and her abyss-like eyes stopped the Wind Chaser from thinking about her next attack, and it also confirmed that the girl of unknown origin did indeed possess the power of foreknowledge.

"It was my rudeness. The green faded in her pupils, and the Wind Chaser lowered her posture, the mysterious ability of the black girl made her a little afraid, an emotion that the elven king had not had in thousands of years, but it was really brewing in her chest at the moment.

The black girl seemed to be satisfied with the attitude of the Wind Chaser, the abyss-like pupils became dim, leaving only the dazzle of purple jewels, the high heel of the black girl followed the movements of the black girl to draw a graceful arc on the ice and snow, and the slender figure swept over the side of the Elf King with her footsteps.

"It's funny, don't you think, Wind Chaser, how different your false world was from this real world, and yet so similar now. The tone was so soft, even like a gust of wind blowing through the ears of the wind chaser, but in the heart of the elven king, it was like a huge wave, setting off a deafening sound.

"False world?" Birmingham followed the lantern man, and the scenery on either side became more and more enticing, the low berry bushes turned into orange-yellow maple forests, the leaves piled up at his feet, obscuring the original gravel path, and a faint musty smell filled Birmingham's nostrils.

"Yes, false world, that's another name for ultramarine. The lantern man walked around a section of the branch, and his bare feet walked through the fallen leaves without a trace of hindrance, while Birmingham, who had become a child, did not have so many troubles, and dragged his sword very nimbly under the branch, and passed over the body of the lantern man, and the scenery before him suddenly became clear in an instant.

The dazzling sunlight seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and when Birmingham stepped out of the orange maple forest, it showed its heat and light unabashedly.

The brightness of the sunlight made Birmingham squint his eyes, and turned his head to look at the road he had come from, the orange maple forest brushed in the wind, and a stone path flickered, along the stone gate when it came, the path meandered down, paused here and then turned into an incomparably large clearing.

It was more of a place than an open space, for not far from the crossroads was a somewhat sloping wooden windmill, with stones of various sizes neatly stacked together to form the body of the windmill, and the four huge wings of the wind gently turned and creaked, from under which the chanting phrases familiar to Birmingham were issued.

Accompanied by the brisk tune of the Velier's footman, the golden stacks of wheat were randomly stacked on one side of the path, as if to feel Birmingham's gaze, and from the midst of the golden stacks of wheat were a pair of large white ears standing up high, then white hair, red eyes, and very conspicuous huge front teeth.

"A rabbit?"

"It's rude, I'm not a rabbit, please call me Villier. The three-petal mouth emitted a calm male body, and the whole picture of the rabbit was also revealed from the inside of the wheat stack, large and small pockets hung on his black clothes, the pockets were of different sizes, and the colors were also colorful, at first glance, it looked like a dazzling rainbow.

"Villier, the footmerchant?" Birmingham never dreamed that the protagonist of his familiar chant would be a rabbit, or a rabbit that could walk upright.

"Ah, it seems that this human has also heard my music, not that I played it, but that I bought it from the proud long-eared people for dozens of bags of fine spices. The three-petal mouth opened from time to time, making the lantern bearers on the side couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ah, great Lord of the River, how did you end up here?" the Foot Merchant Villier recognized the identity hidden under the black robe.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, but it's always a pleasure to be back with you. The lanternman chuckled in response, as if dealing with an old friend of many years.

"You know?" Birmingham watched the conversation between the lantern bearer and the footman Vyrill, the familiarity and ease was palpable.

"Yes, I remember the last time we met Ayla when your servant was not a young boy, but a beautiful female swordsman. Villier glanced at Birmingham with a smile, and expertly pulled out a piece of tin foil-wrapped gummies from one of his breast pockets and threw it to Birmingham.

Although he was very unhappy to be treated as a child, Birmingham still happily accepted the gummies thrown by Villier, but how his furry palm got something out of it made Birmingham puzzled.

The gummy melted on the tip of his tongue, with a hint of orange-like sweetness and sourness, so Birmingham couldn't help but pout his mouth, but his ears were puffed up, after all, the conversation between the two was very interesting, especially the footman Villier.

"Ah, you said Lala, she is indeed a beautiful female swordsman, but my current servant is also very good. The lantern man made a rare joke about Birmingham, but it was not convincing with the expression of the candy-stricken child on Birmingham's face.

"Ah, you can see it. Mr. Rabbit's furry face made a look of understanding, and don't ask Birmingham why he would look understanding from a rabbit's face.

"Speaking of which, I didn't expect you to be here?" The lantern man touched the top of Birmingham's head, and the white palm rubbed Birmingham's black hair, and from the afterglow, Birmingham could see the smile on the corner of the lantern man's mouth, as if Villier's response just now was very to her appetite, and the current lantern man reminded Birmingham inexplicably of the previous Tina, after he was praised by others, the female knight who was not much older than himself would rub her head like this, and smile like a flower, as if it was she who was praised instead of herself, and the difference with Tina was that the age of the lantern man was indeed much older than herself。

Villier's ears were pricked up and fell listlessly with the lantern man's words: "I originally wanted to do another business with the elves, but I didn't expect to come here just in time for the second winter, and after getting lost with my partner, I came here for some reason. ”

"I'll go, it's not just a talking rabbit, it's a rabbit spirit that has lived for a thousand years. Birmingham whispered in his heart.

"Have you found a companion?" Sure enough, the focus of these old monsters who have lived for thousands of years has never been here, and elsewhere, Birmingham silently listened to the lantern man about a rabbit living in this place until the third winter attack, and instead focused on the partner, speaking of the partner, Birmingham suddenly remembered that there seemed to be one less person, but it didn't seem to be very important.

"Of course, the Foot Merchant is too lonely to speak alone, but the companion I am looking for seems to have few words, especially the knight in black armor, whose name is Erdoth, is really a mouthful. Mr. Rabbit was oblivious to the impact the name had on Birmingham, and of course the bigger impact was yet to come.

"But that partner called the Skull Crusher is very good, his mantra I still remember, what retreat is not a glorious way to die, we should fight with dignity, it's really not like an assassin should say, but Miss Elf has been clamoring to lift the curse or something, it's really confusing. Mr. Rabbit summed up the attributes of several of his companions in just a few sentences, and it also gave Birmingham a sense of inspiration.

"By the way, that elf lady also gave me a beautiful horn, saying that only my soul can access the sleeping great being, which is a bit irresponsible. Mr. Rabbit mentioned the unknown elf lady, and there was a rare hint of dissatisfaction on his furry face.

When holding the dragon's token, the pure soul will be favored by the dragon, and come to the ideal place away from the hustle and bustle, this is a line of small words that Birmingham saw in the book describing the dragon, but I didn't expect that it really existed, and I was still a pure soul.

"No, the purity is when you are ten years old. The lanternman explained with a chuckle.