"Don't you wonder where the things you originally put here have gone?"

As if to see the old earl's doubts, Ron chuckled and held out his finger.

"Here."

Under his manipulation, a wisp of pink gas slowly wrapped around his fingertips and flew lightly, exuding deadly allure and madness.

Elizabeth, who was hidden in the shadows, reminded with a voice transmission at the right time:

"It's the gas of an ancient lewd beast that can aphrodisiac and drive people into madness. That lewd beast is long gone, and as far as I know, the only slut in the entire astral realm has such a thing. ”

Nodding imperceptibly, Ron said he knew.

And Bill, who was standing on the edge of the crowd, silently recovering from his injuries, looked at the wisps of pink on the young dragon's fingertips, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.

It was none other than himself who caused the wounds on his body.

In order to fight the lust aroused from the depths of his heart, when all kinds of restoration magic failed to do so, all Bill could do was to suppress the other party with more intense pain.

And this is just the result of inhaling a wisp of pink gas.

Thinking of this, Bill still couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

After realizing the pink mist that filled the house, he understood the mind of the beast father almost instantly.

And the most desperate thing is that even the legendary mage Bill has nothing to do with this substance that comes from the abyss and is essentially god-like.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the Sphinx lady (actually Elizabeth hiding in the shadows) to help, her mother would still be immersed in the pink mist and unable to extricate herself.

"It's all over. Father. ”

Bill, with a complicated gaze, walked in front of the group.

He looked at the decadent old man in front of him, gritted his teeth, slowly raised his arm, and raised the staff of the strange light that had been prepared a long time ago.

Faced with his fallen father, he chose to end the other party's sinful life with his own hands.

"Wait, he can't die yet."

The female Sphinx suddenly flashed in front of Bill, preventing the scene of father-son filial piety from happening.

"Why?"

"There is no why, it is the master's order."

Hearing this, Bill was startled, and subconsciously looked back at a certain iridescent dragon that had been watching from the wall.

The Earl of Lieton didn't pay any attention to the conversation between the two in front of him.

He just stared blankly at the pink mist in Ron's hand, his eyes gradually drifting, unable to believe that the scheme he had created had been destroyed so easily.

"No way, how can you control the power of that god-sama, this must be fake"

"It must be fake, it must be fake"

He held his head in his hands and kept shaking, like a madman, babbling inaudible words.

"God? She's worthy of it too!? ”X2

Ron and Elizabeth, who was hidden in the shadows, sneered disdainfully at the same time.

Just as they were ready to move on to the next step.

Suddenly, a figure that everyone didn't expect stepped forward.

At some point, the elven girl who had been imprisoned gently broke free from her grandmother's embrace and walked straight to the old earl's place.

"Karan, you."

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and Tyrande was even more anxious to step forward and grab his granddaughter's hand.

But Karan shook his head slightly, rejecting his grandmother's kindness.

In her eyes, there is her own resoluteness and determination.

Ron watched the scene silently, and at the same time stopped Elizabeth from making a move with his eyes.

This Earl of Liadon, who had long been scheduled by him as a spell casting material, Ron only needed to ensure that the other party still had a trace of life breath, as for the injury? That kind of thing doesn't matter to Ron.

After all, the crime committed by this guy is that it is not a pity to die with a thousand cuts.

Even the devils of the nine layers of hell have to give a thumbs up in admiration, and the demons of the bottomless abyss have to call them insiders when they come.

Ron wondered what revenge Kahlan would do next for his former lover, after all, if he had been imprisoned and tortured for so many years. Forget it, don't think about that kind of terrible thing.

The elven girl Kahlan slowly walked in front of the Earl of Liadon, and quietly stared at the old man in front of him who was withered and his vitality was declining.

She tried to find the boy who had made the oath on this face full of traces of time, and found the traces of the boy back then.

This couple, who used to promise each other forever, are now facing each other more like grandchildren.

"Burik"

She whispered the name of the teenager she remembered.

And the old man, who was originally squatting on the ground and trembling, seemed to hear her call, and miraculously gradually woke up from his madness.

He raised his head blankly and looked at the elf girl in front of him, with confusion and confusion in his eyes.

The girl in front of her is still so beautiful and beautiful, and the years have not left any traces on her face.

She's still the same person.

And himself

Even if it is carefully maintained with various secret techniques, even if it is constantly taking the blood of the elves and drinking blood to prolong its life, it will not be able to escape the erosion of time after all, and the face that was once comparable to the beauty of the elves is now just a wither.

Thinking of this, he unwillingly began to mumble to himself:

"Why"

"Why?"

"Why!"

"Why are you all going against me!"

"I just want to live, what's wrong with me!"

Berik's voice grew louder and louder, he resented the short-lived humans, the elves' innate longevity, and even himself

His roar filled the ruins, and all the resentment and unwillingness, all the remorse and fear, turned into this voice of resentment.

And in the face of this hoarse rebuke

The girl standing in front of him didn't say a word, just looked at him quietly, quietly at her hysterical lover, her eyes full of sadness.

Her silence was like the brightest star in the night sky, shining silently in the dark night.

"What's wrong with me"

"What else do I have?"

"I have nothing left."

Gradually, Berik's voice became smaller and smaller, until his vocal cords were hoarse, until he fell silent.

Finally, Kahlan spoke.

"Do you remember the vow we made when we agreed to take our children to see the sea of flowers?"

Her voice was soft and firm, but there was nothing but hatred.

Then, she whispered about the past, about the once ambitious teenager, about the promises she had made.

By the end, she had already burst into tears.

"Me"

Beric stared blankly at the weeping elf girl in front of him.

Only he knew that his purpose of approaching the other party was not pure from the beginning, but he had to use his feelings to keep the other party after the deal with the dragon turtle broke down.

The young and handsome Buric had a dark heart that did not match his appearance at all, and he thought of it:

"When you find a suitable buyer, you will sell her in exchange for a lifetime of glory and eternal time"

But day after day, even his naturally dark heart began to be gradually changed by the simple and kind Karan.

However, all this was buried by his own hands after all.

After realizing that he was beginning to covet this undeserved relationship, Burrik, who had been hesitating for several years, finally made up his mind at the moment when his son spoke out, looking at the baby's delicate skin and the gradual wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"Now, Perik"

Kah'an's voice was soft, and she gently pulled up her scattered white hair, and the tears in her eyes had quietly disappeared.

She calmly said what she hadn't said a hundred years ago:

"I'm going home."

With that, she turned around

That simple action is full of endless decisiveness and calmness, as if it is a farewell to an old time, a release of the past self.

Facing the light of the sun, the fluttering white hair fluttered in the wind.

Karan, who had returned to her grandmother's side, suddenly turned her head sideways.

She looked at Beric a few meters away, and then. Gently raise your arm and wave gently to the boy and to his past self:

"Farewell"

Look at the back that is getting farther and farther away.

"Karan."

The old man suddenly let out a barely audible call.

He stretched out his trembling hands, trying to touch the back of the white-clothed man, trying to hold on to the passing time.

However, a dark shadow ruthlessly blocked his vision.

"Alright, the happy parent-child theater is over, and now we should talk about something else, right?"

Ron smiled and looked down at the old man in front of him.

Then he stretched out his hand, lifted Berlik's whole person, looked at him, and smiled "harmoniously":

"Let's talk about how you got in touch with Mecansut, how?"

Three days later

Inside the Castle of Justice

Tyrande's outfit today changed from the aristocratic dress of the past, she changed into a silver-white ranger leather armor, wore a slender sword at her waist, and a transparent longbow tied to her back.

And the long flowing emerald green hair was also tied into a simple ball and tied behind his head, as if he had changed from a royal lady to a legendary ranger of the elven race.

Perhaps, this is what she is, and the previous ones were just disguises to find her granddaughter.

"Your Majesty Ron."

At this moment, Tyrande respectfully knelt down on one knee, and said sincerely while paying the highest respect to the colorful young dragon on the sofa in front of him:

"Your kindness cannot be repaid, but Kalan's mental wounds have not yet fully recovered, please allow me to send Kahlan back to the clan land to recuperate, and then come back to fulfill our contract."

As she spoke, she quietly gestured to the rear.

Behind her, Karan, whose eyes were still in a trance, finally came back to his senses and quickly knelt on the ground like a grandmother, but his movements were a little stiff.

As one of the gods of the Astral Plane once said, "The wounds of the flesh can be easily erased by magic, but the pain of the soul can only be forgotten by time."

Obviously, after being imprisoned for a hundred years, Kahlan will have a long time to forget this memory, and the new elven main city described in her diary is obviously a good place to heal.

Drinking the juice, Ron gladly accepted the great etiquette of the two elves, and at the same time thought to himself:

Hmm, the new main city of the elves, it's good to have time to take a look, and by the way, open the fog of the system map

"Yes."

After thinking for a moment, Ron finally agreed to the other party's request.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, opening a portal for the elven ancestors and grandchildren for free.

"On the other side of the portal is a Centaur tribe in the Red Heights, which should save you a lot of boring time from the royal capital."

Ron kindly reminded.

According to Bahamut's previous location, it was only a short seven-day journey from the elven hermitage, which saved the other party two months' journey.

Looking at the portal in front of him, the excited Tyrande bowed his head again.

She understood that once a word of gratitude was enough, so she solemnly promised:

"I'll be back soon, and you'll be at your disposal, both physically and mentally."

"Hiss sounds a bit like slave trafficking."

Ron scratched his head, and said seriously that he was a standard positive character, and he would not ask for something messy.

Especially with the gaze of people like Tina and Vivien behind them.

"Sister Tyrande"

Tina reluctantly grabbed Tyrande's hand and helped him up, for this elven sister who took care of herself a lot in the Dragon Tavern, Tina was really reluctant to let the other party leave.

And Vivian, Shirley and others on the side also silently gave the gifts they had prepared to Karan on the side.

Vivien's handmade feast, a limited-edition set of Hearthstone cards and game equipment, and a large chest of precious trinkets that Leona and Carol secretly took out of their castle.

(Duke Green: A burglar in the house?) ）

"Thank you, thank you"

Looking at the colorful storage props in his arms, a mist gradually rose in Kahlan's eyes.

It is precisely because she has experienced the darkness that she knows better how beautiful it is to have a bright day.

"Welcome to the Castle of Justice next time."

The women said with a smile.

Although it was only a few days of acquaintance, everyone sincerely respected this elf girl who had gone through hardships but still maintained her kindness.

"Do I have that too?"

Tyrande gently took the gift box from Tina's hand.

"You can open it and take a look."

Tina said with a smile.

Tyrande naturally would not refuse the other party's proposal, and everyone also gathered around curiously, wanting to see what gifts the Golden Dragon Lady had prepared.

Opening the goose-yellow gift box, a transparent glass bottle appeared in front of everyone.

It was a bouquet of flowers.

A bouquet of flowers that never wither.

Looking at the nebula flowers blooming in the bottle, everyone laughed.

"Don't worry, I'll be back."

Tyrande put it away preciously, then lowered his head and whispered in Tina's ear:

"I hope that when the time comes, Tina will bring you to the wedding of the person you like."

"Hmm!"

Tina's face flashed with a flush.

After sneaking a glance at a certain dragon, he nodded imperceptibly:

"Tina will try!"

"Alright, alright, the goodbye time is over, and maintaining the teleportation circle also requires mana, okay?"

Ron reluctantly pointed to the portal that had been open, interrupting the conversation.

"Goodbye, everyone."

After one last glance at everyone, Tyrande and Kahlan bowed their heads and performed an elven ritual before disappearing into the teleportation array.

"Well, I'll go too."

The female face, Sphinx Lori Ortega, also landed from above, bowing respectfully to Ron.

"Go, go, go, this is the vacation you deserve."

Ron waved his hand casually.

In fact, the reason why the portal was opened in this location in the Red Soil Heights was more because it was to send this hard-working subordinate to reunite with his partner, otherwise Ron could have opened the portal on the side of the mountain without extinguishing the fire, which was closer to the elven lands.

As for why don't you open two teleportation circles and send them away?

One word: lazy~~

As the Sphinx completely entered the portal, beams of light blue fluorescence slowly rose from the magic circle at the bottom of the portal, and countless lines of magic began to collapse.

Looking at the teleportation circle that was gradually dissipating, Wei Wei suddenly felt a little emotional.

She looked up at the sun in the sky and whispered:

"What if. The Earl, who has lived as long as Miss Karan, will the outcome of the story change? ”

Hearing this, everyone in the Castle of Justice fell silent.

Death, the word is so far away from everyone.

Whether they are dragons or humans, their ages are still very young in their respective lifetimes.

Not to mention Ron, who has been promoted to demigod and eternal immortal, and the golden dragon Tina and the silver dragon Shirley, who have a basic lifespan of thousands of years.

Even Leona, the oldest and weakest human in the Castle of Justice, still has hundreds of years to spend due to the special bloodline of the Grimm family (this number will be multiplied several times after she is promoted to legendary).

Because of this, everyone was unable to answer Vivien's doubts.

But judging from the suicide rate of the elves in the entire astral realm, the love between the short-lived and the long-lived is undoubtedly a doomed tragedy, especially for the sentimental and emotionally rich elves.

The limit of life is an invisible mountain, and no one dares to say that it can break its shackles.

Just when everyone was silently pondering this question.

Only Ron lazily fell back on the couch and returned to his original position.

While enjoying the softness of the fine fur, he said casually:

"That kind of thing, who knows" (end of chapter)