"What a stunning view!" The oil painter who climbed to the eternal royal court did not hesitate to praise his words, the huge bridge under his feet was flanked by thorns, and small yellow flowers were dotted on it, and the road for two carriages to run parallel was all paved with half-human white stone bricks, under the bridge was a quiet blue sea, and above his head was a blue sky with white clouds, and from time to time a brilliant streamer flew past everyone, and in front of him was the main city of the royal court shrouded in mist, towering among the lush trees, and the elf in the bow of the ship was now carrying a bow and arrow and walked in front of Birmingham and the others with a serious face, until the white stone bridge under his feet became a staircase to the skyThe thorn fences on both sides were replaced by grass, and the crumpled sunlight sprinkled Birmingham's face through the branches that covered the sky, and the elf also stopped and turned to look at Birmingham. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Wait here, Messenger of Betley, I need to inform the Elven King. After the elf said this, the whole person ran into the woods on both sides like a hare, and after a few falls, there was no trace of the elf in a few moments.

"So, what's the use of them building this staircase?" Birmingham said in confusion as he watched the elves disappear.

It's just that there are almost no people who answer him, the oil painter is busy enjoying the view, Tina and Little Ellie are whispering on the side, as for the little ghost and Isabella Birmingham, they have never counted on it, and Tatarli, the corrupted elf, is even more unreliable, thinking about it, I'm afraid there is only the lantern man in the sword, ha, you said that undisciplined sword spirit, sorry, Birmingham glanced at it and passed by.

"Living, it seems that you don't know anything about the elves. "The lantern man did not show impatience with the incomprehension of this mortal servant, after all, mortals, as the most representative category of short-lived races, will also disappear with the replacement of generations of mortal dynasties.

"This staircase to heaven is called Arthur Lyre in the ancient elven language, in human language it means to stay away from the hustle and bustle, as for the long bridge we just passed is the bridge to the mortal world, mortals come to ultramarine, must step on this ladder, wash their mortal breath, and the elves to the mortal world must also pass through this long bridge, leaving their own life essence, in case of accidents, but now it seems that these immortals have also forgotten their ancient etiquette, and now this long bridge and staircase are just a convenient passage for mortals to walk. "The lantern bearer is difficult to hide his loneliness, for these ancient creatures, the greatest disaster may be to forget, even the great existence of the Lord of the Long River, now it is only some oral myths and epics, even the records of books are rare, so the lantern bearer's confusion about Birmingham is not difficult to understand.

Just when Birmingham was still immersed in the memories of the lantern man, several figures came into view in the distance of the empty staircase.

The slender body with green light armor is all the defense of an elf, the bow and arrow made of dead branches with their own breath of life, is their ordinary means of attack, only when encountering a strong enemy, these long-eared races will use the shocking ultramarine magic, they are elegant and beautiful, love forests and animals, even the most brilliant artists will be ashamed in front of them, they are the most proud creatures of the goddess Tyris, the most devout believers, the elves of the ultramarine land.

And now these races that are the most loved by the goddess Tyrese are standing in front of Birmingham's eyes at the moment, even after so long, I have seen a lot of elves, and there is an ultramarine elf by his side, but Birmingham still can't help but show a stunning look, especially the female elf in the center of these elves, the delicate face is enough to captivate the country, and the crown on the long green hair also sets off her identity, the elf king of the ultramarine clan.

"Messenger of Betley, I wonder what your mission is here?" said the beautiful elf, softly speaking with a warmth like a breeze.

"Honorable Elven King, we have brought the will of your friend, His Excellency Sword Saint Simmel. In the face of the elf king, Birmingham also consciously restrained his frivolous demeanor, really like a nobleman, bent his knees, seeing Birmingham's movements, Tina didn't feel a little wet in his eyes, after all, seeing his master finally began to treat people like a nobleman, it means that he also began to agree with his mission of revitalizing the family from the heart, rather than being as careless as before.

"Simmel, I haven't seen her for a long time, the last time we talked, it was still a quiet and beautiful autumn, and now we have stepped into the blue steps of winter, which is really emotional. Birmingham's words could not help but surprise Birmingham, this strange time was unheard of.

As if seeing Birmingham's doubts, the elf king smiled slightly, waved his hand, and walked up the stairs, the green veil dragged on the ground, Birmingham noticed that the elf king was walking barefoot, but he still quickly followed behind the elf king.

"Mortals, our ultramarine elves were born when the dragon took off, according to the mortal world, it should be the age of the dragon, that time is the time when the spring breeze awakens, and we have spent a short time in the era of the dragon, and we have also entered the summer of flowers, at that time your human race should have just appeared in this world, and gradually become the overlord of the mortal world, the sword saint Simmel came to our ultramarine in the autumn, and became friends with our singer Balzas, and now the ultramarine is about to enter the blue territory, think about it for so many years, that babbling little baby has now become a sword master who shocks a countryThere are so many miracles in your human race. "Birmingham is also a little curious to hear about the historical development of the human race from the mouth of an elf king, but he is a little skeptical about the age of the sword saint Simmel, after all, the sword saint Simmel is a childhood friend of the maid Miss Flona, how to spend the two time years of ultramarine.

"Living, don't be confused, autumn is only a short period of decades for elves, and the really long ones are the summer of flowers and the blue of winter, these two time periods are full of thousands of years, your sword master friend should have stepped on the tail of summer and came to ultramarine, but I do have a little interest in the Simmel sword master in your mouth, after all, it is very rare for a mortal to spend an autumn in ultramarine. The Lanternman's solution finally gave Birmingham a hint of enlightenment, but with it came discomfort with the strange seasons of these elves.

However, just when Birmingham was still trying to digest the words of the elf king, following the footsteps of the elf king, the group had already boarded the gate of the eternal royal court, the towering ancient erection on both sides, and the horizontal branches formed a natural arch above the head, and the moment he walked through the arch, Birmingham only felt that his body was suddenly light, and the fatigue of the journey turned into nothing, and even the oil painter showed a trace of surprise, but Birmingham encountered a big problem to solve it, because Isabella and Tatari could not step into the green arch, as if an invisible wall was blocking them。

"Mortals, your two friends can't enter the Eternal Court, one of them has no soul, and the other is a product of blasphemy, and it is already for the sake of little Simmel that they did not return to the forest on the spot, so the journey of the two of them can only go here, I don't know if you accept such a decision?" Although the Elven King was in a consultative tone, Birmingham knew that this was no longer a situation that could not be said no, but it was better to say that this was already the best result, compared to the regent Yaoyue's behavior of killing Isabella if he disagreed, the Elven King's handling method was much gentler.

Isabella seemed to know why she couldn't enter, and instead tried to enter, she smiled and waved at Birmingham to indicate that she was completely fine, while Tatali seemed a little impatient and kept rushing inside.

"Now that you have abandoned your elf identity, you should now think about this consequence. The elf king looked at the same impatient Tatari, and rarely showed a trace of anger, feeling the anger of the elf king, Tatali suddenly fell silent, and no longer acted recklessly, straightened the corners of his clothes that were messy because of impulsiveness, and stood outside the arch in a daze, and the loneliness in his eyes was also the first time he saw Birmingham.

Birmingham, who was powerless, had to make an expression for the two of them to go and go back by themselves, and after following the footsteps of the elves, the sudden change made the atmosphere of the originally laughing team a little dignified, and they no longer had the intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery along the road, coupled with the anger suppressed by the elf king, it also made Birmingham difficult to speak for a while, and in a blink of an eye, he came to a spacious circular square, and in the square, there were already elves in green clothes.

Birmingham stepped into the square, looked down and found a circle of annual rings in the square, this square that can accommodate hundreds of people turned out to be a huge tree stump, seeing the elf king's brought, the idle elves in the square stood on both sides, a string of pleasant songs flowed out of their mouths, forming a symphony of Hongda in the forest for a long time, the relaxed atmosphere suddenly became solemn, Birmingham scratched his head who couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Oops, the living, that Sword Master friend of yours seems to have gotten you in serious trouble. "If the lantern man didn't put the word living first, Birmingham would know how big the trouble really was.

"Mortals, since you are visiting with an eagle, then you must participate in the blue matter, and after the matter is completed, the matter entrusted by the Sword Master will be promised. The elf king turned around abruptly, his face was solemn, the sun shone down, and the elves on her face shrouded her like golden light, and the elves on both sides saluted solemnly.

Birmingham suddenly felt that he had fallen into a huge pit, and the devil knew what that blue thing was, but by looking at the expressions of these elves, he knew that this matter was definitely not as easy as Birmingham imagined.

The sword saint Simmel, who dug a big hole for Birmingham, was holding a cup of warm black tea at the moment, squinting at the officers who were arguing on both sides of the table in front of him, and couldn't help but take a sip of the black tea in his hand, the taste was a little light, but it didn't matter, this was made by Frona herself, as for these officers who shirked each other's responsibilities, Simmel completely ignored them.

What a beautiful day!