At the end of the war, Aryria stepped barefoot over the blood-soaked soil. Here, just a week ago, the huge army of beastmen was defeated. Mogul, the Chaos Beastman, besieged by a dozen Bretonnian Grail Knights and Treants, has finally fallen. Its fall also means the end of another Mogul invasion.

In gratitude for the help of the Bretonians, a group of Bretonians held a huge celebration dinner, where thousands of Bretonians and Wood Elves gathered at the intersection of the forest and the steppe to celebrate the victory of the war.

However, for Eleria, this is not a real victory at all. The soles of her feet trampled on the uncorrupted corpses of the beastmen, the contaminated soil and water. Filthy blood and broken corpses were everywhere. The beastmen's weapons plunged into the soil, alongside the blood-stained arrows of the Wood Elves, which mingled to form a new and terrifying crop. Rooted in Aryria's heart......

She didn't know what it would look like in the coming year, and she couldn't imagine that there might be another similar Mogul invasion a hundred years from now...... It will be larger in size and more beasts will gather.

Aryria thought back to the battle seven days ago, when the sky was dark, and the beastmen were crushing the land like locusts, and they invaded the Eternal Forest. Each Treant faces a siege of at least a hundred Beastmen. They are carried off, however, at great cost. The forest is so large that it takes hundreds of years to restore before it can return to its original appearance.

Illiria deliberately did not wear shoes, she stepped barefoot on the earth, feeling the desolation of the land. Murky blood still stains the forest. She could almost feel the despair and pain of the forest. Those trees, those flowers and plants, withered in the war. Aryria leaned over the corpse of an orchuman, a dead corpse with disgusting maggots burrowing through it, gnawing at carrion and black blood.

A human-like inferior beast infantryman with an elven feather arrow stuck in his forehead. Aryria pulled out the feathered arrow, the arrow blackened with the blackened blood of the beastmen. On that day, a rain of arrows continued to rain down from the canopy, and piles of Beastmen fell under the arrows of the Eternal Forest Guards, but a staggering number of Beastmen piled up their corpses in victory, and they trampled on the corpses of their own kind, all the way to the brink of collapse.

Eleiria couldn't bear to remember that she had also participated in the battle to defend the forest. But she didn't want to reminisce. Every memory tears her heart apart. At this moment, the bonfire party not far away was still going on, but Eleiria didn't have the heart to participate. She was grateful for all that the humans had done for the forest, the knights, who had arrived in time and had left Essoloren in good time. She should be grateful to them, it's just that she's not in the mood.

......

"Aryria, you should go to the dinner, Father and the lords are waiting for you. ”

Leggers didn't know when she appeared behind her. In fact, she knew that Aryria, also a Wanderer of the Extollen Forest, was no less sensitive and perceptive than her brother. She just didn't want to bother anymore.

"Wait for me?" she said, looking into the depths of the forest without looking back, and the moonlight stretched her slender figure like a sturdy nightingale standing in the bleak forest.

"They're not waiting for me, we're not war heroes. ”

Aryria said. She turned, dressed in her iconic buck suit, thin leather armor wrapping around her sexy figure. For elves, her beauty is impeccable, and as the daughter of Lord Eero, she originally had many suitors for wood elves, however, Aryria chose to give up. She wandered out of the forest, seeing many things that her fellow forest companions did not see. A vast world that even her father had never seen. The Forest of Etholoren is not the whole of this world, on the contrary, it is only a small part of this world.

"At least show your face. Many people have never seen you. ”

"Forget it, there's no need. I won't let them remember it either. ”

"What do you mean?"

Leggers took a step closer, his handsome face puzzled, his thick eyebrows huddled together.

"I've decided to leave the forest again. Go find the source of chaos. ”

Aryria replied coldly.

"What did you say?"

Legus obviously couldn't understand his sister's crazy behavior, leaving the forest was not what a wood elf should do in the first place, and besides, she had violated certain guidelines and was already the mercy of the king of the forest not to punish her. And now, his sister is leaving the forest for the second time

"My dear brother, you heard me right. I'm leaving the forest in search of the source of the corruption. ”

Aryria's face was solemn.

"You should stay here and guard this forest. This is the home we have always cherished! Don't you cherish it?"

Leggers said angrily. He had witnessed his sister's departure, and this time, he would not allow Aryria to come again. However, Aryria looked like she had made up her mind.

"On the contrary, my dear brother, it is precisely because I cherish this forest that I leave it. Aryria pursed her lips with a pained expression. Legges, apparently not wanting his sister to do anything stupid again, tries to catch her, but is thrown away by Aryria.

"Listen to me, brother. ”

She said—

"I cherish this place, I cherish this forest, because this is where we grew up. However, as you can see, forests are being polluted. Time and time again, we fought bloodily to defend this forest. However, time and time again, Mogul came, it came back from the dead, and with each invasion, we had to pay a huge price to kill it. In six hundred years, I have witnessed it invade three times, and I have resisted it three times. But what was the result? Mogul was not completely destroyed, it only became stronger and stronger each time, and the time to resurrect was shorter and shorter! It was invaded once in three hundred years, then once in two hundred years, and then fifty years later. Damn, some humans live a little longer and can even face it twice. Don't you think the forest is in danger like never before?"

Aryria's words left her brother Leggers speechless. Because what she said was true......

"Trust me, brother, the Wood Elf war is not here. For thousands of years, we have guarded the sacred Esoloren. But our enemies are not here! they come from outside the forest, from the north. Tell me, when is the next resurrection of Mogul, and how long will we have to resist it like this?"

"It's not a beastman at all! it's a lackey of Chaos!"

Aryria went on to say—

"If you want to defeat it, you have to find the source where it was born. Instead of clinging to the forest. We've been here for too long, unaware that the outside world has changed dramatically. We are not the center of the world, but part of the world, brother!"

"Father won't promise you!"

Leggers said.

"He'll Understand......

Aryria sighed softly. She didn't want to face her father's stubbornness and anger, but in her heart, she still had feelings for her father.

"Alas...... If I let you go, where will you go?"

Leggers whispered. As the heir, he shouldn't let Aryria do whatever she wants. But as an older brother, he knows his sister's thoughts and thoughts, her heart is no longer here, and hunting is the meaning of life for a lost person. And Elleria, it seems, has found her prey.

"North. ”

Aryria replied.