"You don't look like you're welcoming me at all, Augustine!" Rogge strode forward, embraced the old man out of the light with open arms, and then said to him with a smile as he stepped back.

The old man was more than two meters tall, with a slender figure and a straight waist, a snow-white hair, a long silver-white hair hanging down from his waist and abdomen, wearing a beast skin robe, a pair of big feet, a long oak staff in his hand, and a pair of deep grass-green eyes revealing wisdom and love.

"That's just a routine exam, see if you've been lazy and forgotten everything I've taught you in the five years, four months and twenty days you've been away from the forest!" the old man smiled as he turned around and stepped into the light behind him, Rog shook his head with a wry smile and followed along.

As he passed through the dazzling light, he was presented with a vast lawn, like a prairie, with a huge oak tree standing in the center of the meadow, and the canopy of the tree spread out like a giant umbrella to envelop the vast earth in the shade of the trees.

The leaves of each oak tree emitted a bright light, dispelling all shadows within the envelope of the great oak tree, many small animals playing in the grass, and birds flying and chirping in the oak treetops, a warm and peaceful scene.

Rogge and Augustine walked side by side to the big oak tree, the little animals along the way were not only not afraid of them, but came up from all around, and followed them cordially, the old man called out the name of each of them, and every time the staff in his hand landed, the head of the staff would drop many delicious fruits, and the little ones would fight for them.

Suddenly, Rogge stopped, leaned over and stretched out his hand to a group of birds that fell to the ground to compete for the fruit, and pulled out a little black guy from it, looking at her with slanted eyes, the little furball was stunned for a moment, fluttered his wings and shouted: "Don't disturb me to grab good food, let me go!"

"You little villain, you still have the heart to grab good food, didn't I let you stand guard in the tree?" Rogge flicked his finger on her little head, and Lilith shouted at the old man when he saw this: "Wow, hate, big bad guy bullies, old man save me!"

The old man coughed slightly, and Rogge glanced back at him, threw the little owl away, and let her rush into the flock of birds to scramble for the fruit, and turned back to Augustine and said, "This little villain has found a backer again, huh?"

Augustine laughed, strode to the great oak tree, waved his hand to the castle-thick trunk, and a door opened from the trunk, revealing a brightly lit opening.

Rogge followed the old man into the cave, and in front of them was a bright hall, the fluorescent plants at the top of the hall emitted a soft light, and the bright tiles reflected in the hall, the wood-grained walls were decorated with colorful murals with flowers and vines, and the floor was covered with beautiful flower petals, sending a faint fragrance into the heart.

In the center of the hall was a long table carved into six bouquets of fairy woods, and on a chair in the shape of a trumpet flower, Catherine, Tully, and Murphy, who had previously been surrounded by roots, and Grace, who had disappeared earlier, sat on a chair in the shape of a trumpet flower.

As soon as he saw them come in, the four of them stood up at the same time, Rogge glanced at the delicious fruits on the table, nodded to them with a smile, and said, "Very good, you guys who share the blessings are really righteous enough to leave me alone and come here to eat and drink!"

Everyone sat down at the table in turn, and Grace told Rogge about the old man who had brought her and Lilith here the night before, and Rogge was not surprised to see him, telling Grace that the person he had said he had taken her to find the previous night was his teacher Augustine.

"He may have already introduced himself to you," Rogge proudly looked at the smiling old man beside him, and smiled at the four of them, "But I still have to say that there is no one in the Sun and Moon Forest who does not know the Great Druid Augustine and his Oak Temple, and both elves and dwarves regard him as the greatest sage. ”

"There are many legends about the druids in my hometown of Italy," Catherine said, "some say they are friendly and knowledgeable and wise, while others say they are strange and terrible wizards." ”

Facing Catherine's curious gaze, Grand Druid Augustine smiled and stroked his white beard and nodded, "They are all right, but they are not comprehensive, even if the two are combined, it is only a part of the druid." ”

He looked back in the direction of the gate, and the surrounding walls instantly turned transparent, and everyone except Rogge looked at the transparent walls in amazement, the animals running and jumping on the green grass, the flowers blooming wantonly, and Catherine also saw Lilith chasing and frolicking with the birds, and couldn't help but smile happily.

"As you can see, the druids are believers in nature, we follow the laws of nature, we don't artificially restrict all things and creatures, we don't restrict life with criminal law, everything follows the laws of nature, and that's why we are seen as heretics. ”

When Augustine's last words were finished, everyone's faces became solemn, and they stared at the gentle smile on the old man's face, and heard him say, "In fact, in the realm of men, druid mages are not uncommon, but we will not easily reveal our identities in front of humans, because the Holy Order will not allow us to exist. ”

"Like a witch?" Catherine asked softly.

"Yes, the witches who live in the forest are very similar to the druids, most of them are not as evil as the Holy Order says, but they don't like to be restrained by nature, these people have a high talent for magic, but they are unwilling to follow the rules of the Holy Order and the Mage Tower, and this has led to the conflict between the Holy Order and the witches. ”

The old man flicked his fingers on the table as he spoke, and a grape in the fruit bowl jumped up and flew into the mouth of Rog, who was about to speak, Rogge looked at Augustine with a slanted eyebrow in his mouth, and heard him say: "Don't try to speak before me, here I am the master!"

"Good, good, you're still so competitive at your age!" Rogge shook his head in disbelief as he chewed the grapes in his mouth as he heard Lilith's screams and laughter coming from outside the door, and the Great Druid stood up at the same time to see a woman in a purple robe pushing Lilith through the door with Lilith in her arms.

"Louise, you're here. Augustine smiled and nodded to the seductive woman.

"I got a message from the raven, but you didn't tell me there were so many friends here. The beautiful witch in the purple wizard's hat walked in through the door with graceful steps, swept her gaze over everyone's faces, and finally landed on Rogge's face.

"Ah, Rogge, long time no see!" she stepped forward with a smile, and Rogge got up from the morning glory chair and smiled, "Lady Louise, the little villain must have said a lot of bad things about me in front of you, right?"

"Thankfully, it's not too much, fifty less than the last time you came back!" the witch smiled as she walked past Rogge, her black-lace-gloved hand gently brushing over his shoulder, and walked around him to Augustine's side, where she sat down in her chair.

"Looks like I have to thank Miss Villain!" Rogge glanced at Lilith playfully, and the little Lori in the witch's arms rolled her eyes at him, and impatiently reached out her little hand to grab a handful of grapes from the fruit bowl in front of her, and stuffed it into her mouth with a big gulp.

The group sat down again, and Augustine gave Louise to everyone, it turned out that she was Lilith's teacher, and after Lilith and her mother were burned to death by the priests of the Holy Order, it was she who met the ghost of little Lori and injected her into the body of the little owl.

Rog then gave his companions to Louise, and the witch welcomed them one by one, and when Rog introduced Shaào to Tali, Louise's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and she glanced at Rog with a puzzled look, but Augustine stopped her with a look.

"Louise, I invite you to come, not only because of the return of Rog and Lilith, but also because of this girl. Augustine gave Grace to the witch, and Hòu continued, "Do you remember the dragon-blooded girl I told you?"

"Is that her?" Louise's dark eyes locked on Grace's face, she stared at Grace for a moment, nodded solemnly, "Sure enough, I felt the power of the dragon soul emanating from her body, this is really amazing, I haven't seen a dragon human for many years." ”

"I feel the need for us to help her, to help her control the dragon's blood power in her body, and to avoid the horrific slaughter of her. Augustine said as he looked meaningfully at Louise as the witch stared into his eyes, and there was a hint of something incomprehensible in their gazes.

"I agree with you, Augustine, of course she should stay here, and I hope that all of you here will keep this secret and not divulge anything that has happened here to anyone outside the forest. ”

Louise's gaze scanned everyone present, and all of them were silent, as if frightened by the witch's solemn tone.

"Is that also the little villain?" Rogge glanced at Lilith who was busy eating in Louise's arms, and when Little Lori heard his words, she looked up blankly and looked at everyone and asked, "What happened?"

"Wipe your little mouth clean, little fool!" Roger couldn't help but smile and reached out to wipe little Lori's small mouth, Lilith turned her head and glared at him, and shouted to Louise in a coquettish voice, "Madam, he bullied me again!"

The people present were amused to laugh, Louise smiled lovingly and kissed Lilith, and the corner of her eye was focused on Murphy, who was on the other side of the table, and said something in Catherine's ear, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then nodded again and again.

"Master Augustine," Catherine said cautiously, looking respectfully at the old man, "Mr. Rogge is your student, can you tell us anything about him?"

Augustine glanced at Rogge when he heard this, and Rogge shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Try not to speak ill of your student in front of my student!"

"I don't think so," said the old man, smiling mischievously, stroking his flowing white hair with his hand, "since you want to know, I'll tell you about the 'young wolf'." ”