Chapter Eighty-Three: The Lie of Lena Fox
By the time Ivus led Lily and Sherlock back down to the First Ring, it was nearly dusk.
Although Ivas had only made a lot of noise here a few hours earlier, by the time Ivus changed into the archbishop's clothes and returned, the turmoil had subsided.
Not many people recognized that the frighteningly young archbishop was the young man he had just been.
The main reason is face blindness.
There are not too many people in the country. Even if it's a human being, it's not necessarily an empire.
Although Avalon, Iris, and Star Antimony all speak different languages and have different customs today, if they were five hundred years ago, they were all the same. They are all Hellasr at heart.
But humans elsewhere are still a little face-blind when they look at Ivas - let alone other races.
The group returned from the quiet high ring to the first ring.
Sherlock looked at the bustling crowd and couldn't help but sigh, "If you just look at the first ring, how can you see that this is the eternal religion that belongs to the elves?" β
When Lily heard this, she also looked up.
I saw humans, goblins, lizardmen, and trolls on the streets...... There are all kinds of races, densely packed up all over the streets. The streets, which were loose at noon, were crowded to the point of impenetrable air in the evening.
As an Avalon native from Lloyd's, she came up with a very appropriate metaphor -
This foot traffic is probably very suitable for pickpockets to carry out in-depth work.
If this were Avalon, there would be pickpockets in there right now.
A strange worry suddenly appeared in her heart: "If we continue like this, will it be ...... one day?" The spirits of the Church are not even subjects anymore? β
"It's quite possible β rather, it's pretty much there."
Ivas replied, "After all, the elves have a low fertility rate. β
Sherlock asked, "Physical, or spiritual?" β
"Spirit. Elves are generally poorly adapted to the path of love, which directly leads to the lack of desire between the sexes. And if two people are cold, getting together will affect each other. Many couples don't even sleep in bed for decades, and more often maintain the relationship on a spiritually pure love relationship...... It's not so much a couple as a friend or roommate.
"It has only been a few hundred years since the elves were completely opened, and now the elves only account for half of the main population of the sect - although the range of activities of the short-born species is basically only the lower five rings. Today, the number of half-elves is even close to one-third of the main race of elves, and at the same time, it also accounts for almost one-third of the number of short-lived species active in the church. You know, there aren't many elves themselves who are willing to marry short-borns, and it's only been a few hundred years. β
ββ¦β¦ If that's the case," Sherlock glanced at the crowd, "the population of the elves is probably about the same as the population of the Glass Island. Even if there are too many, there is a limit. β
"I even suspect that it may not be as populated as Glass Island."
Ivus smiled helplessly.
Lily pondered in her mind, "If that's the case...... I'm afraid that in another hundred years, the proportion of elves will not even be one-third. β
Ivus shook his head.
The population of the elves has been declining for many years. Nowadays, the number of deaths from aging, foreign wars, accidents, trees, and condensation every year is far greater than the birth rate. And foreign immigrants are still crowding in.
"I'm afraid that in another fifty years, the elves will not even account for one-third of the population of the sect."
Sherlock easily figured it out.
He sighed a little: "I really don't know, what will happen then......"
"What else could happen? The elves are so much stronger than them, and this world is still up to the transcendent after all. β
Ivas complained, "Do you still want these immigrants to set up a Thanksgiving for the elves?" β
"What?"
"Nothing."
Ivas shook his head, and pulled them on the big turntable, turning to a special scaleβif you were to point north, it would be about two o'clock. And they were in the direction of three o'clock next door, not too far.
The elves are beautiful to the east, and the best place to face the sunrise is the best place.
Obviously, it was the first time for Ivus to come to the church, but he was so skilled when he walked inside.
He even showed a clear look of nostalgia, pointing to some attractions and introducing the origin to the two of them. As if he were a native here.
Sherlock became more and more convinced of his conjecture - Ivas had mostly experienced the events of this era intermittently from dreams or somewhere! That's why he knows some things he shouldn't know and has seen things he shouldn't have seen.
But Lily didn't figure it out.
She was amazed by Aihuas's skill: "Why is the young master so familiar with the terrain here...... Have you seen the map before? β
"What's this?"
Ivas disagreed: "If you've played Ubisoft's games, even if you go out to travel, you can easily get familiar with the local terrain." I just know a few landmarks. β
ββ¦β¦ What? β
"Well, nothing. Actually, I've seen the map before. β
Sherlock noticed that Ivas had been mentioning something that no one could understand more frequently in the past two days. If Ivus would have deliberately concealed his source of information before, he has gradually stopped acting in the past two days.
He's ...... Feeling lonely?
Sherlock watched Ivus quietly, his pupils glowing with a fire-like blue, then slowly fading.
He felt that his understanding of the nature of Ivas was getting deeper and deeper.
- Because he can't go back to the time that really belongs to him, and now he is forced to separate from Isabel. He will want to say something that others don't understand in order to maintain his independence. If you don't let yourself forget those memories, but you can't really recall them, you can only miss them so emptyly.
It's like after breaking up with your ex-girlfriend, after getting drunk, you always talk to your friends about her repeatedly...... said that he had put it down. But repeatedly saying that I put it down, in essence, I can't let it go.
Sherlock had one of his high school classmates, who is now in business in the church.
He could tell that Ivas had clearly not actually been here.
When he was on the road, Ivas was quite decisive in finding his way. But after rounding down the alley, he noticeably hesitated.
Ivas would try to find landmarks first, and then think about them for a long time.
- Sherlock had such an experience.
On one occasion, when he was handling a case, he had to analyze the background of a painting by looking at it, so as to deduce which city and where the person who painted it lived.
Ivas is more like inferring the location of a store through the relative relationship between buildings.
But in the end, Ivas succeeded one at a time.
He didn't look for the wrong place at all, and he came to a certain building.
This is a dwelling in an alley.
It's a typical kind of storefront that has been converted from a private house.
On the outside of the house hangs a signboard that reads "The Lie of Lena Fox". But just from this sign, you can't tell what it sells at all.
Ivus rang the bell in the doorway, then pushed the door open.
Sherlock walked in and looked up. He scanned the surroundings with his piercing gaze.
- It looks like a bookstore and a cafΓ©.
The thought came to him.
Because there are bookshelves everywhere, and each one is full of different books. There are also four round tables, each of which can only seat four or five people. The air reverberated with the smell of coffee, and a little girl who looked to be only seven or eight years old stepped on a stool and quietly grinded coffee.
The little proprietress looked like an elf, with light blonde hair and clear amber pupils.
There are no other guests in the space of about twenty or thirty square meters.
"An honorable archbishop."
The girl saw Ivus, but she didn't panic.
She just bowed respectfully to Ivus, and said in a childish but clear voice: "May the candle protect your light." β
"May the Candle protect you, Lady Hypasha."
Ivus returned the same salute to the girl.
Hearing Aihuas's words, the girl raised her eyebrows and was a little surprised: "Excuse me, who is your introducer......?" β
"Grey told me."
Ivas replied.
"Which Grey?"
The girl known as Hypasha asked cautiously.
"Naturally, the Pure White Maiden," replied Ivus gently, "she said that you had some tantric books here. β
"Hey, that kid ......"
Hypatha shook his head and jumped off the stool a little helplessly: "Sit as you like, a few of them." Does coffee have to be sweetened? β
"Add two parts milk and one part sugar."
Ivus smiled and said, "Excuse me, ma'am. β
This apostle, who is the geometric celestial division of the path of wisdom, is now in the same reincarnation state as Vivien.
Her secret, of course, couldn't have been told to him by Pure White - it was a side story in the game. When Pure White is in trouble, she will tell the player about the place and ask them to go to Hypatia to rescue her. Since then, it's been a stronghold for players.
There's nothing too much of a problem with a little overdraft.
Anyway, Ivus wants to help pure white, but in a different order.
(End of chapter)
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