The origin of the name of the birch is derived from the place where she was born.

The place where her spirit was born was a birch forest.

It was twilight, and the black birch stood in the setting sun, and the shadow grew longer and longer with the light, and it was at this time of day and night that the spiritual field changed, so that the birch spirit was born from the nature of heaven and earth.

As for why the suffix is Gan Siong, it is because the goblin who helped her shape her spirit is called Gan Siang. In the same way, this fairy named Ganxiang was also born in a land with a large number of wild fragrant woos, and her name is Ganxiang Frozen Fish.

And why is this goblin's surname Frozen Fish...... Presumably, there is no need to explain.

Anyway, the inheritance of the goblin's name and surname is like this, and the surname is inherited from the shaper in this life, and the name is its own characteristic.

The number of goblin shapers is not large, and even several big clans have been divided into them, and in Anle Township, the Gansong clan is a considerable one.

Addressing her last name will appear more formal and may indicate which clan she belongs to, but there may be several (or even a large group) of goblins looking up and calling her by name......

If you're unlucky, you'll see a whole bunch of goblins raise your head.

Naming culture like this can have some unpleasant consequences, for example, some may be more artistic, and some may be slightly more ...... Jump.

And they don't understand the difference between frozen fish, sweet sown and birch—isn't that all a combination of a feeling and an object?

Frozen fish, fragrant woad, dark birch...... It's so easy to understand, and how unique it is.

"Frostbutterfly must have been born in a place where there are a lot of butterflies, right?"

On the way, Birch asked Ian curiously: "There are many butterflies and very cold places, the one I remember more deeply should be the Ice Wind Fortress fortress group in the northeast of the Sertar Empire, where the butterflies are very large, and you can ride and fly, which is very fun." ”

"Ahh Well. yes, it's so big. ”

Ian followed Birch's seemingly slow, but in fact astonishingly fast—the elf's flight stood out as he pleased, bobbing to the left and then to the right, completely ignoring inertia and often taking detours.

But even so, her speed was better than that of a horse galloping in a straight line, and the gentle and soft voice was even more erratic in the wind, and ordinary people could not hear it clearly.

The first thing that came to his mind was the appearance of the fairy girl flying on a big butterfly, which felt unexpectedly beautiful and very matching, but when it came to the name of the frost butterfly, the boy couldn't help but be silent.

Frost Trap Moth...... I guess it can be considered a butterfly, right?

Ian recalled the giant moths of the parasitic ape beasts in the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea, and the fairy colony that fought against these moths, he nodded hesitantly, and said with rare unconfidence: "Indeed...... I remember there were quite a few big butterflies...... Or rather, moths. ”

"Sure enough!"

And Hua Di looked very happy, she vibrated her wings, and the crystal wings carved by the cold light instantly accelerated her speed to subsonic speed, and her body was blurred by the mist generated by the sudden acceleration: "I don't know if there are any kind butterflies willing to let me ride this time - I also like your human knight culture, I bought a lot of them!" ”

- Maybe that's 'fun to fuzzy'?

"What an unexpected hobby." Ian first sighed at the elf's outrageous speed and physical fitness, and then looked around with some confusion: "Have we returned to the Golden Field?" ”

"yes."

Ian now carried two chests full of alchemy materials, and the camel beast remained at the inn, and followed Birch all the way to a hilly area of the Golden Field, where there was a dense row of trees, and a small stream joined by the woods, forming a small pool in the middle of the trees.

This is probably a temporary settlement for adventurers and caravans in the surrounding towns, and there are many traces of camping and camping, and Birch is the camper of recent times.

A tent large enough for a fairy to be set up in the canopy of a tree, and an empty bird's nest as a neighbor.

"You see, the psionic field here is relatively gentle, the operation is not easy to make mistakes, and it also has some water elements, which just meets the needs of the frost butterfly."

Birch Darkness pointed at the waterhole in the center of the forest with an umbrella and smiled cheerfully: "I'll go and prepare the tools now, Ian, you get ready with the frost butterfly!" ”

"Thank you very much for your help......"

Ian's eyes lit up, and he observed the surrounding psionic fields, and realized that what Birch said was indeed good - because of the Hurricane Cloud Pillar, the psionic fields around Bart Rift Valley changed drastically, but this grove was unexpectedly quite stable, and the waterhole in the center was clear and pure, with a natural spiritual energy gathering with water attributes.

The waterhole is well protected, and it is clear that travelers who know this place are quite virtuous, the transparent water is a light yellow sandstone, reflecting the light of the sun in the sky, and there are some pebbles scattered around the pool, which should have been brought out of the side of the stream.

Birch returned to his luxury tent, Ian released the frost butterfly, patted the other party's cold little head with his fingers, and sighed in a tone of emotion: "I really didn't expect that your luck was so good, just as I was about to help you advance, a kind fairy lady came to help......"

At this point, he was suddenly stunned for a moment.

Ian frowned slightly, and said in his heart, "Is it really a coincidence?" Fairies aren't uncommon, but Southridge isn't a regular resting place for them......"

The young man's mind flashed through all the things he had experienced recently, whether it was Anfa or Reflection, whether it was the Worship Dragon Cult or the Marquis of Batun, from Canaan Moore, the Flame Land, to the mysterious organization to which the Gnosis Academy and the Magnetic Light Knight belonged, everything had gone through all over again.

Although many things seem to be coincidences, in fact, there are inextricable links with the actions of all parties...... Is the appearance of birch also a sign of this?

"Miss Birch."

Ian thought so, and then opened his mouth and asked Miss Elf, who was still tidying up in the tent, "It's presumptuous, but I'm still a little scared - your help and Frostbutterfly are very much appreciated, but will this delay your original plan?" ”

"And, I mean, we didn't know each other before......"

"Haha, I know you're worried about something, but please don't worry!"

There was a faint laugh from the tent, and her voice was like the tinkling of spring water, with a peculiar rhythmic beauty: "It is very rare to have a human goblin like you who is healthy and complete and not crippled at all, and it is even rarer to have the original descendants around you. ”

"Since I happened to meet it, I must help, and I can talk to my friends when I go back, which is also a big talk!"

"Talking ...... Is it? Ian thought for a moment.

Human goblins refer to the goblins that humans become by taking potions, and they naturally cannot lack arms and legs, and they are not healthy and complete.

The so-called mutilation is that for goblins, generally speaking, the various organs required by goblins have poor circulation and imperfect development.

Strictly speaking, they are not fairy bloodlines at all, but use the power of fairy bloodlines as tools to serve themselves - they do not sublimate the essence of their lives towards goblins.

But this is also a helpless move.

After all, it is impossible for a human being to transform into a goblin to cast a body for himself with so many rare sublimation materials, nor can he have a pure and natural soul like a goblin all at once, not to mention that the real goblin is so small, it is easy for humans to make themselves bigger, but it is extremely difficult for them to become smaller.

Therefore, many goblins transformed into humans will use the powerful affinity of the goblin bloodline to essentia and natural psionic fields, and perform powerful sublimation skills beyond the upper limit of the general energy level, becoming characters like 'siege gunners' or 'war mages'.

Of course, this is fine, but for normal elves, it is undoubtedly unhealthy.

And Ian ...... But there is no choice for specialized destructive power. On the contrary, he even added new sublimation organs to himself, intersecting his essentia cycle with psionic energy, reaching the extreme realm of the 'soul'.

This may be similar to the natural development of true goblins, or even better.

That's why at first, Birch didn't realize that he was actually a human taking potions, and he was unexpectedly close.

"Other than that, don't worry about my mission."

A clear voice came from the tent, and the black-haired fairy lady flew out steadily holding an alchemy bottle about the size of her body, floating in front of Ian: "I am a messenger from the 'Anle Country', and I came to Southridge this time because I heard that a large labyrinth has appeared around Port Harrison, which even has the breath of a primordial goblin. ”

"And I sensed it from afar, both you and Frost Butterfly have an ancient aura...... Hmph, that's the taste of the South China Sea Labyrinth, right? I guess you're all from there! ”

"One is to get the goblin material in the big labyrinth, and the other is the original goblin in the big labyrinth!"

With a golden glow in her eyes, Miss Fairy looked at Ian and Frostbutterfly and smiled confidently, "I happened to meet this time, just to ask about the situation!" ”

"Give!"

After speaking, Birch threw the alchemy bottle to Ian: "Let's see if it's suitable." ”

"This is the 'Awakening Elixir' that is to be used to shape and enlighten the Frost Butterfly."