90. Final Chapter - Footprints of Eleven

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He looked at Zhou Mo and lowered his voice,

"Hey, brother, who are these five old gentlemen? Have you seen them?"

Zhou Mo hesitated for a moment, and pointed at the old man who was sitting in the tavern at the beginning with his chin,

"All I know is that the old gentleman is the owner of the tavern, but he doesn't usually take care of things, and he comes and sits every month. ”

Rick tried to speak, but the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open again, and this time the person who came in almost made Rick sit on the ground.

He had just met, Shelfield, the legendary old headmaster of Masanos, and several other old mages in archmage robes, both male and female, and in the end, Rick even saw the current crown prince of the Avalon Empire, the 42nd great-great-grandson of the founding monarch Adolf, Oris Nordaf.

The crown prince, who has been the absolute leader in countless worlds, can only be ranked last among these characters.

"What are you doing here?"

As soon as these big men entered the tavern, the five old men who were talking happily stopped chatting, and the most ferocious barbarian old man shouted angrily to these people,

"Let's go, let's go, if there are too many people, I'll be annoyed, Shelfield, you stay, everyone else will go!"

This was embarrassing, and even Rick sweated for this barbarian old man, but he didn't expect His Majesty Oris to just smile awkwardly, and really turned around and left the tavern with a submissive face, and some people who looked younger also bowed to the five old men and left quietly.

Shelfield didn't notice Rick, he bent down and moved a stool, sat down next to the five old men, and joined the old man's revelry with a smile.

"Eleven, why did you come back at this time, have you been idle lately?"

"Hey, Wendy and Joanna are having trouble again, and I have a real headache, so I'll go back to Al to be quiet. ”

"Hey, you're so pitiful! I remember 2,500 years ago, they had a fuss because of Leah's insistence on marrying you. ”

"It's 3,000 years old, and the person who was punished by his wife for kneeling on the washboard should pay attention!"

"Your sister!

"Speaking of which, Lance, you've been supervising battles on the Void Battlefield lately, haven't you?

"Void Warlord, Three Swords!"

"Mm-hmm, it looks a little small, not bad. ”

"McLawn is still struggling? Why bother, Tyr is convinced, isn't it good to retire in El now. ”

"Hey, you don't know, McLawn and Rose are planning something again, sneaky, can't get on the stage, how did the god of war become such a joke!"

The six old men chatted for a long time, and Rick and Zhou Mo also secretly listened to it for a long time, although they still didn't understand it, but the identities of these six people were enough to make these two little guys shocked.

Time always flies quickly, in the blink of an eye, the sky has turned into night, but Rick still hasn't gotten up, the tequila has been added six times, the dizzy Rick and the equally dizzy Zhou Mo lie on the table, the mysterious power made them quickly fall asleep, and snored with satisfaction.

The six old men don't know when they have disappeared from the tavern, or if they have left here just a remnant and memory that they are not willing to erase even time, if they are still there, they will probably go to another place to continue to reminisce about the watery years.

The starry sky above Andreel's head is still bright, the galaxy spans the entire universe for eternity, and countless stars in the sky are blooming their own brilliance, but there are always a few, when they are lit up, the entire starry sky will be eclipsed.

Elevenn stood under the stars, the night wind gently brushing his old face, he had too many memories left here, Sam, Bay City, Helfenas, St. White Stone, Dragon's Plains, Andriel, almost every place, represented a memory.

Too many friends have been dissipated in time.

Do you remember Pars who followed him back then?

Do you still remember the Faragi sisters who were peerless?

There is also the Rodinar and the Council of the Patriarchs.

And Adolf and Moria.

And those of his disciples, every face appeared in front of them, and it was a memory of a precious time.

If you don't want to forget, you can only carry it, and the weight of time will one day crush him, but it won't be now. Especially when you wade through the river of time and watch it roll in front of your eyes all the time, heartache and despair slowly turn into indifference.

"So... Is this my story?"

Elivan smiled, and he turned around, stepping into the stars.

At the end, the star shone for a moment, and then fell silent again.

The last wisp of fresh wind drifted by,

Again, the traces of Elivan's existence,

Erase them all.