Guessing was careful in his search of the island, and was able to find a river that was not very wide and deep, and this river was very hidden, and was lined with old forests.

Since this river can lead very close to the main shrine, only the core elves know about it.

Rolek can go along this boat, and he is already very valued and trusted.

Along the way, Rolek was silent, looking at the scenery along the way, thinking in his heart.

Realistically, Rolek wasn't very optimistic about the elves, but he, like the pirates, had no way out.

However, no matter how you fight with elves, you are also human, not elves.

Thinking of this, he was a little bitter.

I went ashore in one place, and after a while in the forest, I arrived at my destination, it was already evening, and the setting sun was shining on the whole world.

As the group walked down a stone road, Rolek felt a kind of depression when he heard his footsteps far away, but he could only take it to heart. After a little further progress, a number of elven warriors and mages appeared.

The elf who led the way showed a badge, and the elf who stopped and inquired looked at Rolek in confusion, hesitated for a moment, but was still able to pass.

From this point of view, Rolek is very keenly aware that elves have a rather strong defensive psychology even against humans of the same faith.

However, the strong divine aura in front of him has already diffused, and in front of it is the Elven Temple, which is a temple built by Annion himself, which is not large in size, but has a level of twenty. "Your Excellency Ralek, please come in, the Archbishop is waiting for you above. At this time, Rolek, who had taken him with him, hesitated for a moment and entered it.

The temple of Annion, beautiful and magnificent, enters the prayer hall of the temple, the floor of the prayer hall is composed of snow-white marble, and it is waxed, and the hall is lined with twenty marble columns, and in the center is the altar, on which there is the emblem of Annion, and then there is the statue of the god. In front of the statue, an elven old man was silently praying.

Rolek didn't dare to slack off, and now it was the time for the evening prayer, so he also stepped forward and prayed silently.

A minute had passed, and when Rollec had finished his prayer, he stood up and saluted the elven old man again. "You're Rolek?"

"Yes, I am. Rolek bowed his head and said, ten years have also made him a lot deeper, and he will no longer be exposed to his previous rebellious appearance. "Rollec, you have made a lot of achievements for my lord and the elven clan, what reward do you need?" the elven old man nodded and said. "My lord, for my lord and the Lingling clan, it is due, how dare I accept the reward for my meager merit?" a look of joy and humility appeared on Rolek's face.

"What you said is right, it is right to fight for my lord and the elves!" the elven old man said, "However, a fair reward is also deserved, Rolek, are you willing to become our clan?" "My lord, I am already a member of the elven clan. Rolek said quickly. "You will be mistaken, who am I, are you willing to become our race, to become an elf" ah, one-one-one-one!!" Even with the cultivation at this time) Rolek is also discolored = "One-one-one-one" Well, yes!" The elf old man said with affirmation again. Rolek bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "It's my honor. At this point, he couldn't say yes.

The elf old man glanced at Rolek and smiled: "Don't agree so quickly, this kind of big thing, of course, you have to make it clear to you one by one." Rolek looked like he was listening.

The elven old man nodded and said, "First, this must be your heart and soul, whether you are willing and able to dedicate yourself to a glorious and dangerous cause, become an elf one by one, and fight for the gods and the elves." ”

He waved his hand and stopped what Rolek wanted to say: "This choice is never simple, you should understand that if you agree, in the future you will have to sacrifice everything of humanity, lose the appearance and blood of humanity, and the way of human life." "Won't you be able to see your relatives and friends in the future?" Rolek's face changed and he asked, "Of course not, but the elves have a lifespan of three hundred years, you know?" "A long life span will separate you from your human relatives and friends. The elven old man said meaningfully: "And if you agree, my lord left a pot of incubating seeds, you will enter **, enter at dusk, until dawn, you will wake up, as an elf." ”

"Your body and appearance will be transformed by the standards of elves, and of course, if you have special requirements, you can even change gender...... But I don't think you have that idea, do you?" the elven old man laughed. A drop of sweat dripped from Rolek's head. "You'll have all the characteristics of an elf, and you'll probably lose some of your physique, and increase your Minrolek listened, feeling that he was a relatively strong person, and it didn't matter if he had a little less physique.

"You're 2s old now, aren't you? After you transform, you'll be a 53-year-old elf, a fully grown elf, and you'll have a lifespan of about 10 years in the future, if you don't get killed halfway. "You'll gain elve-specific', certain immunity to the spirit side, and a breath close to nature, and you'll automatically gain basic elven language reading and writing skills, and the previous language won't fail. "The specifics are more subtle, maybe you will lose a lot of things that belong to humans, but you will also gain everything that belongs to the elves, and you will gain a new elven identity. "Now, are you still willing to be a glorious elf?" said the elven elf. ...... I do!" said Rolek.

...... Very good!" the elven old man sank for a moment, took out a golden seed, and threw it into the soil of the altar, and then threw it in, and this seed sprouted quickly, and grew, and climbed out of the vine, and quickly blossomed, and became a huge fruit.

"This is the place where our Lord has given you to transform, and when you approach, the fruit will swallow you, and you will sleep for the last time in your human form, and when the dawn of tomorrow comes, you will be a spirit of glory. The elven old man said.

As he finished speaking, the inner hall fell silent, and Rolek lowered his words as the fruit cracked. "So be it!" Rolek broke his slump, strode forward, and began to take off his clothes, and when he reached the fruit, it was all stripped off, and he jumped without hesitation, and the fruit was closed. Fruit one. A faint golden glow flowed on it, and the fruit, like the heart, beats. At this time, an elf wearing a cloak appeared in the temple out of thin air. "His Highness Pharo. The elven old man said respectfully.

Pharus looked at the fruit, and then nodded at this elf old man, this elf old man is equal to the first pope, but it is not entirely because of piety, it is just that he is highly respected and has a great influence on the elves, and he is a member of the original presbytery. "His Royal Highness Pfallo, this kind of fruit..."Speaking of which, Pfalus is still the ancestor of the elven old man, at this time, he asked respectfully.

"There are very few such fruits, they have been made by His Highness Anion at any cost, and as far as I know, there are only ten now, and they cannot be made in large quantities. Pharus knew what the elven old man wanted to say, and replied. ......Although the elven old man did not speak, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he hesitated for a moment and said, "His Highness Pfalus, he may not be very pious, why?" "The elves and the humans who believe in me fight side by side, and the best and most pious among them will also have this opportunity, only in this way can hope be given to some people." "As for the man named Rollec, it is true that he is not very pious, but he is a special one, eleven eleven

Fa Falu closed his eyes and was silent, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and said slowly: "The whole world is a river of fate, composed of countless factors, even if it is a god, it is difficult to know what the change of fate is. ”

But there are some people who are favored by fate, and they bear the mark of fate on them: "They are destined to shake the whole world, and most of these people are hidden, and even the gods are difficult to know their details. "Still, Rolek, maybe one of them. "One of them?" said the elven old man in shock.

"Your Highness Anion, once said to me that Rolek once had the mark of destiny on his body, but strangely enough, it was interrupted by some force, perhaps the rise of our elves, interrupting the brand of his son of destiny? ”

However, even so, the remnants of the fate mark make him still have the favor of fate, as long as he is given time and opportunity, over time, Rolek will still grow into a decisive figure, affecting the fate and direction of this world. "Rolek may not be very religious, but if he becomes an elf, he can only fight for us, and this small investment may be able to reap a good return." ”

Speaking of this, Pharu paused, and said slowly: "His Royal Highness Anion's will must be reasonable, although you are a great elder, but at this time, you must keep in mind your identity, and you must not have the slightest neglect and doubt, otherwise, no one will be able to save you, understand?" "Yes, I completely understand, His Highness Pfalu!" The elven old man replied in fear, and after a while, he raised his head, and felt that at this time, Pfalu had disappeared. The elven old man looked at the fruit with a somewhat complicated expression, and said, "Someone!" "Here, what are your orders?" "Prepare a set of elven mage robes, and when he comes out at dawn tomorrow, I will give it to him, and write his name in the name of my family." ”

"Yes, Archbishop!" the two elves responded.