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The chapter begins with "Herme, did you notice anything unusual?"

"Even if you ask ten times a day, I don't have that. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info" The fat elf sat on the branch, blushing, and said vaguely to the young elf with a bow and arrow on his back below, "There is nothing here, if I have to say, there is a hibernating squirrel in the hollow next to me, which is stuffed with acorns." ”

The young elf was a little helpless: "Herme, are you drinking again?"

"Why, which rule says that elves can't drink while they're on duty?" Hermo asked rhetorically.

"Of course there is no such rule, but you drank wine bought from the northern Terran border. "If it's fruit wine," said the young elf, "it's too easy to get drunk." ”

"What does fruit wine taste like, fruit wine is sweet, sour, astringent. And this wine is spicy, have you tried Prut, it's like a knife, cut through your throat. ”

Prut shook his head: "I haven't tried, I'm just here to remind you to pay attention to the changes in the border." ”

"Is this the border?" Hermo snapped, "It's almost five miles from the border! There's nothing but endless snow and a bunch of guys hibernating under the snow!"

"I know you're dissatisfied, but this is the Queen's order, and from this winter onwards, the border will be extended five miles outward. ”

"Her Majesty has a lot going on. Hermo muttered, "What are you doing so vigilantly in a place that has been safe for a hundred years?" ”

Prut pretended not to hear Hermer's rebellious words. Almost everyone in the elven clan is full of admiration for the queen of the current generation, because she is the only one among the hundred elves to hold the elven wings, which is a symbol of strength and status. However, Hermo turned a blind eye to this, and often spoke out of insults, which was why he was sent to the farthest border from the village.

"I've heard from people in the village that the Terrans have come to our territory during this time. Prut untied a cloth bag from his body and threw it to Herme, "Before they came, another border observation post also observed a huge storm, and the people of the village said that they were symbols of disaster, and the elders proposed to drive them out. ”

Hermo took the cloth bag and snorted coldly: "The elders have always looked down on the Terrans, but they seem to have forgotten how the First Lord of the Terrans repaired them a hundred years ago. ”

Prut smiled and didn't speak, after all these years of getting along, he had figured out the temperament of this old friend, just follow him. Herom prefers humans to his compatriots, he likes things from the human world, and whenever an elf buys something from the Terrans, he always goes to see it and touches it back.

Hermo opened the bag and found it to contain a long strip of metal.

"This is the lookout goggles you've been asking someone to buy. Prut said with a smile, "Old Pu searched for a long time before he bought it from a Terran hunter, and Old Pu said that the Terran observation posts all use this, but it is much larger than this. ”

Hermer's face couldn't hide his joy, and he didn't even bother to listen to Prut's next words, but directly put the lookout glass in front of him. He had read something like this in a Terran book, and the Terrans had used it to observe the dragons a long time ago.

The moment his eyes were glued to the goggles, he felt like there was a giant invisible hand pulling everything in the distance in front of his eyes. The mountains in the distance, the big trees, and the snowflakes that were slowly falling on the trunks were all reflected in the small lenses.

The whole world seemed to be smaller, and he could even see a small bug a hundred meters away.

Prut saw that Hermo was having a great time, and knew that he probably didn't have time to pay attention to himself, so he smiled and prepared to leave. At the moment when he turned around, he felt the back of his neck cold, and subconsciously raised his head, and saw snowflakes slowly falling from the sky like goose feathers.

"It's snowing again. ”

Prut sighed, for the elves, the snowflake is the symbol of Jirui. The snowflake reminded him of Luna, his fiancée, with her white hair like snowflakes, and that they should be married when this winter passed.

"Pruitt. ”

Just as Prut was about to leave, Hermo suddenly called out to him.

"Well, what's wrong Senpai?"

Hermo didn't put down his lookout glasses, so Prut couldn't see his expression. He thought Hermo wanted him to bring another bottle of Terran soju when he came.

"Did you hear that?" asked Hermo softly.

"What do you hear?" Prut was a little puzzled, it seemed that Hermo didn't want to drink?

Prut wasn't Herme, and he didn't have a lookout scope, so he couldn't have seen a huge storm in the distance, sweeping through the heavens and the earth, slowly approaching. Hermo watched as the storm, the storm that changed the color of the heavens and the earth, and it rolled up the snow that had been silent for months, the snowflakes fluttering in the wind, and the mighty beasts crushed to pieces by the storm.

Prut finally sensed something was wrong, and he saw that the pine trees around him were trembling slightly, and the snow was falling from the branches little by little. The squirrel, which had been hibernating for more than a month, came out of the hollow of the tree, glanced into the distance, and then jumped off the pine tree and disappeared into the snow in the blink of an eye.

He felt uneasy: "Hermer-senpai?"

Hermo slowly lowered her lookout and pulled a bell from her chest. This is also a gift from Lao Pu to him, saying that the human race will tie a bell like this around the necks of cats and dogs so that they will not get lost. Hermo liked the bell so much that he refused to ask him to bring it to some animals, and instead wore it around his neck.

"But I'm still going to get lost. ”

Hermo took a deep breath and shoved the bell back into his chest. Then he lowered his head and looked at Prut with a flustered face, thinking to himself, he was still a young child.

"Hurry back to the village. Hermo said calmly, "Tell Her Majesty that the worst has happened." ”

"What, what's the matter?"

"You tell her, and she's aware. Hermo closed her eyes gently, "Let's go." ”

"Elder Herme, aren't you going with me?"

"No, you tell Her Majesty that I have lost myself. ”

Prut was gone, and it was a long time before Hermo slowly opened his eyes, and the storm was near, and the tree he was on was crumbling, and the smaller branches were broken in the storm, and the thick branches were cracked and spread in all directions.

"Siluf, what you feared most has happened. Prutt looked at the golden eyes at the center of the storm and muttered, "What are you supposed to do?"

The next moment, the pine tree rose from the ground and instantly turned into powder.

Blood, splattered in the snow.

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