Millennial ......

The storm crashed against the stone walls of the temple.

The reef by the sea was pounded by the waves, and there was a heart-wrenching wail.

Thunder echoed dullly through the gloomy corridors, and flickering shadows danced on the rough stone walls, silently accompaniment to flickering torches.

Alcia sat alone by the pool, wrapped in a beautiful rabbit fur scarf to hide from the cold.

"I've heard you're coming, Kualis......"

She said in a gushing voice, turning her head to the depths of the high rafters that the light could not reach.

The shadows rose, the dragon's wings whirred, and a small dragon swept over her head, circling half a circle in the wide hall of the temple and descending beside her.

The dragon's wings retracted, their sharp claws scraping the floor, shaking their heads and shaking off droplets of water.

Then, the little dragon's fat and soft body lay down next to the pool.

"Why don't you take a break yet?"

Kualis's shrill voice rang out, and his big blue eyes looked at Alcia who was hugging his knees in a friendly manner.

"The storm kept me awake and it reminded me of the night I lost my father, my brother and myself......"

Althia said, turning her gaze from the dragon to the calm waters of the pool.

The little dragon stared at her in silence, and her thoughts drifted to the memories of the past.

The pain of the sacrifice was still clear, and a tear ran down her cheek as she remembered everything she had given up.

She volunteered to stay here to serve the gods in order for her brother Avadain to return to save the people, and she watched the destruction of the Sindari elves from the crystal ball, the millennia of suffering of the Noldors, and the birth, aging, sickness and death of her brother's children and grandchildren.

But no one remembered her.

The gods erased her memories from the hearts of others, and she silently endured a thousand years of loneliness and oblivion, no one remembered her, no one knew her, and no one could come here.

The gods made her immortal, and she remained the same as she was when she was an adult, but even the gods could not relieve the pain in her heart.

Oblivion is the greatest sorrow.

Kuaris was bewildered by her grief, and though it had lived with the elven maiden for many years, her occasional tears were still a mystery to the little dragon.

It could not comprehend the bonds between Alcia and her people, especially the mysterious connection with her inseparable twin brother.

The baby dragon is able to understand its own loose solitary relationships between its own species, its hobby of hunting, and its courtship behavior every 20 years.

But it could not comprehend the logic of the behavior of the elf Althia.

On more than one occasion, it wondered if she was mentally deficient or suffering from some kind of mental illness.

Then, the little dragon felt a certain familiar touch in his consciousness, a gentle perceptual shift, as if a certain will had lived in his mind.

It knew it was an oracle lodged in its consciousness again.

It had resisted this invasion and domination of the mind a long time ago, and for centuries it had tried to fight against this act of occupying its own consciousness, but in vain.

The defeat of the struggle was ultimately nothing more than an increase in its own burden, but it seemed to be beneficial to both sides to cooperate well - this will to temporarily occupy its body gave Kualis an incomparably powerful magic.

Now, out of habit, it has learned to simply relax and come out of consciousness, leaving its body to this apparently stronger will.

God's will.

"Althea, you look miserable."

The oracle passed through Kualis's body, making the same screeching sound.

The oracle took over the dragon's body without warning and without sound, but Althia was aware of it.

"Yes, the storm reminds me of sad memories."

She began to reply as usual.

"I know it's still a difficult decision for you, but it's a voluntarial choice...... And I can't erase the memories that my own will has given you, so I can only leave you here......"

The oracle's attitude was actually very gentle, this being, who had never shown up and had only come in the form of possession, was obviously able to understand Arcia's pain, and there was even a certain empathy in his words.

"Yes, I made it voluntary, but I still grieve...... It won't be known, it won't be remembered, no one will come here, and it won't even grow old or die...... I can't even forget how long I've been living here. ”

Tears fell again in Althia's purple eyes.

"Althea, I've been so lonely all along...... Immortal and immortal, but never able to appear in front of anyone......"

The oracle does seem to be able to understand Althia's feelings: "Maybe I should let Kualis understand your emotions...... Poor Kualis still can't understand this, and he's always overwhelmed by your grief. ”

A warm and familiar feeling also appeared in Althea's mind, and the oracle entered her consciousness.

The stone walls around her began to fade, and darkness gradually fell in front of her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already morning.

The storm had gone away, the torch in the hall had been extinguished, and the bright sunlight had dispelled all the shadows and the anguish in Althea's heart.

The air smells fresh and clean, which means it's still drizzling outside.

Kualis folded his wings and forearms rested on his knees, and fell asleep among the sapphires that shimmered brightly.

"I'm about to release Kuaris's consciousness now, please be gentle with it, it's in deep distress right now."

The oracle said.

"Why is it distressed? What are these things? ”

Althea looked at the little dragon possessed by the oracle, a little confused.

She pointed to the blue gems that were scattered like stars in the hall, constantly glittering.

"Ordinary dragons, even the more intelligent water dragons, are unable to feel the emotions of elves. Their needs are simple, lacking the emotional expression of your people. But I have made Kualis feel your sorrow, Arcia, and these are the tears that Kualis shed when he felt your pain......"

The oracle seemed to be very patient, and an existence that had been facing almost endless loneliness was naturally very patient.

"But dragons don't feel sorrow, and they can't shed tears......"

Althea was still confused.

"There is no world of difference from not being able to, Artia. At least last night, the little dragon did. Just like yourself...... The Noldor Genie can't do magic, but that doesn't mean magic can't be used. ”

The oracle seemed to imply something: "But...... Kualis will undoubtedly sulk when he wakes up, so hurry up and put away these scattered dragon tears, which I am sure will come in handy one day. ”

………………

This was what Leon remembered when he saw the game screen on the monitor in the crystal ball.

I don't know why, Leon's memory has become very good at this time, and he can even recall the concept of the game that he only watched in a hurry.

Of course, this is the reason why Dragon's Tears was born, and most players always want to take a look.

But it's incredible to remember it so clearly, as if it were coming back in front of you.

Perhaps, it's because his memories have been rummaged through by the little dragon?

So even the things that make me remember the corners have been turned out?

Of course, Leon could realize the meaning of the picture on the crystal ball, which was obviously the picture in the depths of his memory.

And now, Leon felt that the effect of dragon tears should not be to exchange for drugs such as elixir, nor to get the support of Noldor's troops......

Dragon's tears, presumably used to save lives and get in touch.

Because Althia's grief should come from the suffering, loneliness, and ...... of the people Forgotten.

Since the dragon's tears were produced because the little dragon named Kualis felt Althea's grief under the influence of the oracle, then the dragon's tears should naturally be related to these attributes - so he was seen by Althia at that time, and the dragon's tears themselves were meant to bring Althea a connection with his people, to relieve Althea's pain, not for the sake of others.

At the same time, when his consciousness 'looked' at the little dragon, Althia said, 'It is indeed the blood of Avadain';

The little dragon also said, 'This guy obviously doesn't look like an elf'......

Of course, the tears shed by dragons possessed by gods must have powerful divine powers, which can probably make people recover from any injuries quickly, and even get some special abilities.

But the use of this divine power must also be conditional - it is an item born out of Althea's grief, and presumably it must be a Noldor elf of the same blood as Alcia to activate it.

If it has nothing to do with Alcia's bloodline, I'm afraid that dragon tears will bring misery, loneliness, and forgetfulness......

Like Alaric, caught up in endless memories and causing pain and madness, he can only anesthetize himself with alcohol.

The elixir that Alaric drank may indeed be made from dragon tears.

But Alaric is just an ordinary human, he doesn't have the blood of Alcia, dragon tears can only play a role in inducing memories and sadness for him, and he is already strong in his will and body if he doesn't die because of this......

After King Ulrik fell ill before, he looked everywhere for the blood of the Noldor noble girl, and it seems that the news that Lady Firina got was completely correct, and the three prophets did not deceive Ulrique, he really needed the blood of the Noldor noble girl to make a life-saving medicine.

Perhaps, the king also got the Dragon's Tears, and most likely from the Three Prophets, who he had sent Lehman to take and then let them go......

Clearly, the deal that the Three Prophets made with the king was to exchange the dragon's tears for freedom, and indeed gave the king a true form of healing.

- If you activate the Dragon's Tears with the same bloodline as Althea, the Dragon's Tears will probably heal everything, and even give people some elven attributes.

Such as longevity.

And the reason why the emphasis is on the 'blood of the noble girl of the Noldordo' is probably because Alcia is also a girl herself, and she will be closer to the attributes of Alcia herself - Alcia is on that island, and there is only a little dragon with her, no matter how old she is, she can only be a girl for a lifetime.

Therefore, the only one with the same bloodline as her is probably the original Noldor Elven King Avadain.

Althia is apparently Avadain's twin sister and has the exact same bloodline as Avadain, so the descendants of Avadain can activate Dragon Tears.

It's just that the current Noldos don't seem to realize this - they will find Dragon Tears very kind and will always take the initiative to collect Dragon Tears, but they have always only used Dragon Tears as a source of magic power.

And the biggest role is to maintain the operation of the invisible circle used to come to the city of Arak.

They don't remember Artiah, and even the history of the Noldors has no record of it.

But Alcia still guarded the Noldors in her own way.

Leon felt that the reason why the invisible magic array that Ellac came to the city needed the blood of the Elf King to activate was probably not because blood was necessary to draw runes, but because Dragon Tears needed the blood of Ava Dane.

Therefore, a human like himself probably can't use dragon tears to heal his wounds, and may even die violently because of them - when Li Ang was just injured, the fragments of dragon tears quickly caused him to fall into a coma as soon as they were embedded in the wound, and he almost hung up.

Leon didn't have Avadain's bloodline, and his Noldor bloodline only came from Madigan, several generations later.

Madigan is only the adopted son of Felgusanr, not biological, and he does not have the blood of the Elven King like Aldarion.

But the blood that splattered from Wendy's wrist fell into Leon's wound.

Wendy is a pure Purple Child, she is a direct descendant of Avadain, and it is her blood that allows Leon to obtain benefits that would not have been possible.

Leon could now feel the vigorous power coming from his body, which was by no means the strength he could have before he was injured.

It's just that I don't know what King Ulrik used to 'dispense medicine' in the first place, and Leon saved Wendy in time, so the king should not have been able to get the blood of Noldor with the blood of the Elf King......

It's a pity that I can't see my attributes, and I don't know how much I have enhanced.

Right now, not only has the injury recovered, but the heartbeat has also become very slow, maybe this is the characteristic of the immortal race?

Leon decided to give it a try.

"Wendy, can I feel your heartbeat?"

Lord Lord Wendy stretched out his claws.

"You, you...... Leon...... How are you going to feel? ”

Wendy's face turned red again, and the underage girl obviously didn't expect the lord's request to be so direct......

The Noldor elves have good ears, they all listen directly to their heartbeats.

But Leon certainly didn't have that kind of ear power, and he stretched out his claws, which ...... What is this for?

Wendy said she was nervous.

I want to run.

But he didn't move under his feet, and he was still biting his lip and making up his mind......

Then she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

But Leon just grabbed Wendy's hand and began to take the pulse......

Wendy didn't know this kind of TCM technique, she closed her eyes and kept biting her lip, and her heart was pounding......

Will he follow the heart?

If he touches him, should I beat him?

But Leon obviously didn't intend to do anything bad, he just quietly felt Wendy's pulse.

About forty times a minute.

It seems that Noldor's heartbeat is indeed a bit slower than that of humans...... But it wasn't too slow.

This immortal race's heartbeat seems to be several times faster than its own? It seems that I misjudged?

Is it true that I am not normal now? What to do?

It seems that you have to lie down and recuperate, or you may fall into a coma due to lack of oxygen......

In fact...... This is mainly due to Wendy's extreme nervousness, and the underage girl's heartbeat has been racing wildly......

If you want to put it in normal times, it will look like a dozen times a minute......

But the lord obviously had a misunderstanding, and he sighed: "Wendy, I seem to be sick...... I feel like I'm going to have to lie down for a while......"

Wendy opened her eyes suddenly, looking at Leon with a sad face and a little confused - she still had the heart to tease herself just now, but now she is sick?

This guy doesn't want to squeeze into the soft couch and lie down with him, right?

Are there so many routines?

That's too bad! I'm underage!

Well, at this point, Wendy remembered that she was underage.

"Hmph...... That's who you really are! Then you lie down! ”

Originally, Wendy thought that she could make up her mind, but Leon had to inch in, and she felt that she was not pure all of a sudden, this is completely a perverted style!

"Oops! What are you doing...... Don't hit...... Wendy, I'm really sick...... Ahhhh......h

After all, the lord still lay down on the soft couch in the carriage, but he was beaten and lay down...... Wendy is pretty black.