They were escorted to the hall by several elven soldiers, and looked at the splendid decorations in the hall, but Jalais swore that she had never seen such an ingenious skill before, and that every sculpture in the hall seemed to be a living being, and every floor tile must be worth a lot in the outside world. After they were escorted to www.biquge.info the steps under the throne, Jares felt that her legs had suddenly become so heavy that she fell to her knees and could not stand up. She turned to look at Dave and saw that he had slammed his knees to the ground just like herself, and although he looked reluctant, he couldn't resist the invisible force.

"I'm the Elven King Saurendus Desman, you two humans are so bold that you dare to trespass into this holy land that belongs only to elves!" the handsome man with the crown on the throne spoke, and he spoke in a tone different from that of ordinary people, pausing every few words, and speaking with a slow and slow pace, revealing a pretentious nobility.

"Saurendor Desman!?" said Jareth, who looked up and had a slight impression of the name, which it was in the books of history, "You are the Elven King who signed a pact with humans in Elton City?"

"Daring! How dare you call Lord Desman by his name!" an elven soldier beside the hall pointed his spear at Koyales's head.

"The Elven King?" Dave frowned at Koyales and whispered, "It's been more than a thousand years since humans and elves fought at war!"

"I'm two thousand years old, and elves have lived much longer than you humans. The Elven King tilted his head, propped his chin with his fist, and tapped his other hand rhythmically on the armrest of the throne, and the rings on his hand caught Koales' attention.

"Lord Elven King, we only came here to pursue a certain enemy, and I hope you will forgive me for following him into your Pure Land by mistake!" Dave respectfully apologized.

"Pursuing the enemy, we've only detected the reaction of the two of you. The Elven King glared at Dave, and that look told them that he didn't believe a word of Dave's words, "Tell me, where did you get your 'Blackstone' from?

"What are you talking about?" said Jareth, puzzled, "We are indeed here in pursuit of an enemy, whose name is Chloe Arryn, the son of the god of Hades. ”

"Son of the god of Hades, do you think I'll believe it if you make up some stories? Blackstone is the only way to open the Warp Passage, if you don't have Blackstone, then how did you get here from thousands of miles away through the passage?"

"What the hell are you talking about, Blackstone, Warp Passage, we're really just chasing Chloe into a gap in mid-air, what do we have to say you can believe?" Dave shouted.

"My lord, it seems that they really don't know, is it necessary to investigate what kind of son of the god Hades they are talking about?" said an equally richly dressed elf beside the Elven King.

"My lord, this is a weapon that was taken from them. A soldier next to him handed over the weapon he had taken from Koyales and Dave, and his expression froze when the Elven King saw the delicate wooden stick that Koyales had taken out of Oden's arsenal.

"It's ...... So what you're wearing......" said the Elven King as he looked at Koyales, his eyes fixed on the emerald glass armor she was wearing, and he was very embarrassed by her staring, and then he asked, "Where did you get this stick and this garment of yours?"

"This is us from the ...... of Oden," said Auden, but thinking that this was talking to the Elven King, it would be difficult to explain if it was related to the country, and now that she was sure that the garment must be the work of the Elves, she said instead, "I stole it from some of the arsenal, and we don't know anything as to why it was there." ”

"Is that so...... Elf King's tone has softened a lot, and he is no longer as domineering as before, "Why did I choose you...... What is your name, do you have any special status?" the Elven King asked Koyales.

But Yalath was a little uncomfortable by the sudden change in attitude of the Elven King, and she warned herself in her heart that she could not get involved with Oden, and she had to bear any consequences alone, so she made up her mind and said: "My name is Koyales Love, and I am a felony of Oden, and I have escaped from prison this time, so any of my actions have nothing to do with my country, and if any damage is caused to your interests, this responsibility will also be borne by me alone." I have been told that I am the son of God of the goddess of love and peace, and I believe you know more about the son of God than I do, such as the son of God of fire and craft, whom your Origen Strange mentioned six years ago......"

"How did you know that, and did you come for the Black Stone?" the Elven King's voice became much more vigilant again.

"I told you I didn't know what the blackstone you were talking about, so why don't you call Origen Strange out and we'll confront him?"

The elven king glanced at the soldier beside him, and the soldier immediately retreated, but Jarais guessed that the soldier had gone to find the Origen as the elven king had ordered. While waiting, the Elven King continued to ask Koyales, "Do you know the story of your dress?"

The Elven King's words were full of sadness, which surprised Kyales, and she didn't want to provoke him by saying the wrong thing at this juncture, so she asked tentatively, "This light armor should be something made by your elves, do you need me to return it to you?"

"No, you wear it, this garment is for the Lord, and if it were not for the garment itself, no one else would be able to take it off you. The Elven King sighed, "I didn't expect to see someone wearing this armor in my lifetime, which can be regarded as a comfort to me......"

"Confession, this armor used to belong to ......"

"This was the armor of my youngest daughter, Isabella Desman, and that stick was the weapon I had made for her. Since she was a child, she has loved to dance with knives and guns, but she is afraid of hurting others, so she asked me to make her a weapon that can defend herself and cannot be used to kill, so she has this wooden stick that can dispel malice, and she calls it 'Stardust'. ”

"Stardust?"

"She always gave things such a fanciful name, and saw the silver on the rod glittering with embellishments? She said that when she saw the stick, she thought of the stars in the sky, and whenever she swung the stick, she always felt that the stars on the stick flew away as if they were dust, so she named it 'Stardust.'" The Elven King smiled bitterly, and the soldiers and attendants around him were all very surprised that he had suddenly chatted with this human, but they did not dare to question his behavior, and could only stand aside with a look of astonishment.

"And where is your daughter now, and should I give them back to her?" asked Ke Yales, but she regretted it as soon as she had asked the question, for she noticed the sudden hideous expression on the face of the Elven King Desman, who had looked to be only in his twenties, and his face suddenly became full of wrinkles and frowns, exuding a murderous aura, which also shocked several soldiers around him to look at each other.

"She died, brutally slaughtered. The Elven King said sadly.

"I'm sorry, I'm ...... I didn't expect ......" But Yalais didn't know what to say for a while, she had already said a wrong sentence, she couldn't be wrong again, otherwise what could have been resolved peacefully would probably become out of control, "She's ......"

"She was slaughtered more than a thousand years ago in a war that lasted for hundreds of years, and I will never forget the name of the man who killed her. The Elven King clenched his fists and made a "clucking" sound, and the rings on his fingers seemed to be about to crack, "He is the advisor of the human army, and he is the one who changed the tide of the war, his name is Regulus." ”

"What?!!" But Yalais was struck by lightning when she heard this name, and at this moment she could not have been more surprised to hear anyone's name than the name of Regulus, she had killed this man once as an enemy, and it turned out that it was just a misunderstanding, and now how could he have anything to do with the events of more than a thousand years ago?" Maybe it's just the same name...... "But Yalais thought so, trying to calm herself.

"Do you know this Regulus?" asked the Elven King Saurendor Desman.

"No, it's just a misunderstanding, it's just a similar name......" But Yalais quickly shook her head.

"This man disappeared after the war, he looks like a human, but he is by no means an ordinary human, because he has been leading the human army in the war for more than a hundred years, if you know his whereabouts, you must tell me. I had seven sons and two daughters, and he slaughtered only one daughter, and I wanted to cut that guy with a thousand knives, and he made my disgust and hatred for humanity worse!"

"Why did you suddenly change your attitude towards me when you saw me wearing your daughter's clothes?"

"After Isabella's death, I put a curse on her outfit - only those who have truly inherited her will can wear her clothes and use her weapons. If others tried to force it on, they would only be killed by the clothes and turned into ice sculptures that would last for thousands of years, and the wooden sticks would become useless in the hands of ordinary people. Not long after that, these two things disappeared on their own, until today you appear in front of me wearing them. ”

"......I see," said Jareth, remembering the armored ice sculpture she had seen in Oden's arsenal, and she thought it was also made of millennial ice, but it was just a poor victim of the last one who tried to force it on.

At this moment, the soldier who had retired before walked up to the main hall with an old man with a hood on his back. He walked with difficulty, his movements were very slow, and he had to stop and rest for a while on the pillars in the main hall before he could continue his progress, and he wore the same white robe as the Elven King Desman, and it was evident that he must have been very prominent, but he did not wear a crown and as many jewels as the Elven King.

"This is ......," Dave said after watching in silence for a few moments.

"He is the Origen Strange you want to see, the royal priest of our elven kingdom Eriton, if you have any questions, for you who have inherited the will of my beloved daughter, as long as you do not do anything harmful to the elves, I will not hinder the answer you want to seek. The Elven King said to Koyales.

But as Yalais walked up to the old man, who was almost unsteady and could fall at any moment, she looked slightly from head to toe, and although he couldn't see his face with his hood, his whole image was still different from what Larry had seen and heard from Larry's sister. But Yalais suspected that the original nature of the incident had been deviated from through layers of retelling, but how could the old man in front of her, who was not even able to stand on his feet, have the energy to run to Curridel and do so many things?

"Exactly, what do you humans want to do with me...... his voice trembled, looking very weak.

"Could you please take your hood off?"

Origen looked at the Elven King, who gave him a look and motioned for him to do so, and he slowly raised his hands, as if reluctantly, and put his hood behind his back. When his face was presented to Koyales and Dave, they were both startled - for his face was neither human nor elf, but half of it was extremely shrunken and seemed to be a crumpled skin, and the other half of it seemed to have been corroded by something so that only the skeleton remained.

"What are you ......?" asked Kyales, who couldn't help but take a half step back, swallowing her saliva.

"As a result of the failure of the experiment, I'm just an old man in my old age now, so if you have any questions, just ask me while I still have a breath. ”

"It's rude. Kyales bowed slightly, and then asked, "You spent some time in Curridel in Oden six years ago, right?"

"How do you ...... Could it be ......" The old man named Origen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned his head to look at Koyales, whose hideous half of his face still made Koyales's heart beat faster and couldn't calm down.

"What experiments did you conduct in Kuridel to control twenty local guards and have them take a few hostages?"

"How do you know this, who are you, or is it that Cloud-Snow who told you all this?" asked Origen, staring straight at her.