"Are there any other divine magical creatures that have survived, also saved by mysterious humans?" asked the Rose Knight.

Malu Ringol Fir shrugged, "Who knows, since we're still alive, there may be more unlucky ghosts who have survived, including those arrogant elves." ”

"So you don't know who you're waiting for. Whether he was a human or an elf, whether his skin was black or white, what his characteristics were, whether he was a sorcerer or a warrior, whether he came from the East or the West, whether he was an old man or a young man, you really don't know anything. The knight said.

"Now, whatever, whoever it is. "Five hundred years ago, I might have had some motivation to talk about it." ”

"But you have certain ways of identifying to determine that the man came according to the promise made a thousand years ago. ”

"Of course. ”

Then Jonah suddenly said, "Why me, Miss Fir?"

"Huh?" the elf glanced up at him, "I don't have the strength to talk to you about philosophy, the sloth Yunsong, who is well versed in the history of world philosophy, died forty-eight years ago, otherwise she might have been able to talk to you idiots." ”

"No, don't run away from the problem. The astrologer took a step closer and stared into the elf's eyes, "When I used the 'Zero Change' star array to attack Yakong, you opened the barrier from the inside. You've said that the Thorn Elves never welcome uninvited guests, and that the barrier is never opened even when their compatriots are brutally killed. There's only one explanation: You think I'm the one you're waiting for, don't you?"

The Thorn Elf snorted, "Now, yes, what's the matter?" They said that they left all the things here to you, gold, weapons, and jewels, all of which were dug up from the underground storeroom, and if they weren't too old, they might as well take them. ”

"That's what we got in exchange for honey, Miss Fir. Elliott interjected at the right time, "As divine magical beings, we must abide by the principle of equal exchange. ”

Malu Fir said lazily, "Okay, I'll just say that." The hooded man didn't say anything about it at all, and even if he did, he wouldn't remember it well after all these years, but he did leave one thing behind. She pointed to the air, to the place that hung in the center of the barrier with a warm glow. "At first we thought it was just part of the barrier, a magic circle that provided light, but it was on its own, more like a candle lit at night than an artificial sun. Every time someone comes to Ringolpant, the thing changes, showing the characteristics of the visitor with the form, color and intensity of the light. I don't know what a man who has been waiting for a thousand years looks like, but I do know that when he comes here, there will be unusual signs. ”

She glanced back at her companions, the elves were sitting around in twos and threes, sharing the fresh honey that humans had brought from the Eastern Continent, the honey exuded the sweet smell of rape flowers in early spring and March, and each thorn elf had a peace and contentment written on their faces. "Just now, the signs appeared. Now, once you know that the thousand-year wait has finally come to fruition, it really makes people unmotivated. Fir sighed and said lazily, "If you're the one, take that sun away, it's something left to you by the hooded man, Seglos the Betrayer, the name is so awkward no matter how many times you pronounce it." ”

The boy stared blankly at the light in the center of the barrier. He didn't understand the principle of the light of that thing, the power of the stars that he was familiar with was haunted in the center of the light, and there was also the magic power that he was unfamiliar with, and the magic circle that could continue to run for a thousand years was the realm of the gods that he couldn't even think of, even if the space-time star array set up by the first master in Ecbatana, the country of volcanoes, was only on the verge of collapse after only a few hundred years of operation, could he really touch that distant light with his power?

"That should be harmless, Lord Jonah. The Rose Knight smiled, "If you're ready, we'll send you up." ”

"I see, Eli. Jonah quietly clenched his fists.

The unicorn's sharp horns lit up with a neon glow, but the vines did not appear for a long time, and a look of doubt passed over the knight's face, "Now, I forgot to say, this is a forbidden area for magic." Fir said with a conscious wave of his hand.

"What's the need for such trouble! I'll just throw you up!" Danny Stewart shouted, brushed up his sleeves twice, and grabbed Jonah's belt with both hands, "Okay? Fly up with a bang, be careful not to fly over!" He paused, and whispered, "It's not bad to fall, isn't ......it?

Before Jonah could react, a brute force was transmitted to his body through his belt, and his body rose like a cloud, and gravity would immediately pull him back to the ground according to common sense, but the law of gravity had failed, and the astrologer's body was constantly getting lighter, slowly rising like a cloud, getting closer and closer to the place where the light was shining. It was a dazzling light, but he could look directly without feeling the stinging of his eyes, the heavens and the earth were spinning, the partners of the pitchfork became wandering coordinates, the boy stretched out his right hand and reached into the center of the enchantment, feeling the warm light melt him into a translucent substance, his body and mind were so free, even the weight of his soul no longer existed.

"Click. "Fingers touch a smooth surface, and Jonah holds an object in the palm of his hand.

The world is dark.

The invisible giant hand grabbed the boy's hands and feet, which was the eternal gravity. Screams rang out in all directions, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard, Jonah felt the sky spinning, falling in the darkness, and suddenly slammed into a dense and soft object, he snorted, raised his left magic staff to launch the illuminated star array, and the star array, which had been ineffective since entering the barrier, immediately began to operate, and the energy of the 130-77 starline turned into light and sprinkled all over the room.

"Huh?" said Jonah, stunned.

The vines that grew from the ground lifted themselves into the air, "Yes, the barrier is useless, Lord Jonah. As the Rosenkavalier spoke, the dark green vines gradually retracted to the surface, and Jonah leaped to the ground with both feet. The orb had lost its magic, the direction of gravity had regained, and the place where it had come in had become a ceiling, and the sound of the impact was the sound of the elves sitting on the "wall" falling to the ground. The small saplings were rapidly withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the yellow leaves were falling, and Malu Fir looked blankly at the two hundred and forty-three leaves that had grown over the past thousand years, and in an instant, they spread all over the ground.

Hannah Stewart pulled out a large gun from his back and slashed the wall with the muzzle blade of the gun, which had been the enchanted dagger "Bloodstorm" and left deep marks on the wall, "It became a normal thing, like a brick wall." Hannah raised her fist and struck it twice.

The astrologer slowly relaxed his fingers, and there was a purple ball in the palm of his hand, the surface was shiny and smooth, reflecting the shadow of a young man's deformation. "I'm sorry, Miss Fir,...... But what is it?" he asked.

"It's nothing to do with us anymore. The Thorn Elf waved his hand. At her feet, the jar of honey shattered to pieces, the golden liquid slowly flowed away, and the inhabitants of Ringol Pant surrounded her, and not a single one made a sound. "You can go. The pact between the Thorn Elves and Seglos the Betrayer has been completed, and from this day forward, we are free. Let's go, get out of our village and go as far as we can. There was a strange trill in the Acting Speaker's calm voice.

Elliott bowed his head, "We also have gear, provisions, medicine, and other ingredients with us, if there's anything that can help you......"

"Let's go. With that, Malu Fir slowly sat down and sat down beside the flowing honey. Her back told the people that there was nothing left to say, and the Pitchfork's companions turned to look at each other, and the knight holding the grasshopper in the crook of his arm nodded solemnly.

"But......" Jonah looked down at what was in his hand, and then at the elves, "now that you are free, where are you going? It's cold and snowy outside, why don't we hurry together tomorrow after the sun comes out?, we will go to the location of the Emerald Tree, and maybe we can find a clue to the Supreme Council of the Elemental Elves......"

Fir didn't look back: "Now, this is the last parliamentary vote, but before the results are in, I know the choice of everyone." - We're not going anywhere, we're hiding in this shell for a thousand years, and if we peel off the shell of a snail, what will be left?"

"But, ......but," said the young man, "if I take this thing, the barrier will be useless, and you will have no protection, no light and no source of heat, will you just live in a dark and cold place?"

"Now, idiot. "Do you think that we still have the luxuries called 'dignity', 'freedom', 'dreams', and 'drive'? Let's go, let's go, forget what happened today, the thorn elves perished in the Second Ancient War, and it would be better for everyone." ”

"But isn't that a contrary to the original choice? Forty-two people were chosen to live in Ringol Pant, in order to perpetuate the fire of civilization of the race, didn't it?" Jonah couldn't help but look a little excited, but no matter how he asked, the elves did not answer, like a column of silent statues standing on the edge of the light.

Elliott spoke, "One last question, Miss Fir. We saw six bodies, but you said there were seven companions who went to the storage room. Where did one of the vanished thorn elves go?"

"Those humans. They got what they wanted. Now, the betrayer said that there would be such a situation, but I don't remember exactly. ...... Well, goodbye, idiots. The words dissipated, and the elves threw themselves at the honey on the ground at the same time, sticking out their long tongues and licking the golden honey.

The knight bent down and gently patted the shoulder of the astrologer who was standing there: "Let's go, they are not wrong, it doesn't matter if they are beautiful or ugly, this is the reality." ”