By the clear spring, next to the ancient tree.

Allegri nodded weakly at the rumbling sound of the ancient tree, struggling to sit up. He could sense Old Gu's excitement, which also made him feel a sense of relief, and the painful torture before finally ushered in their rewards at this moment, making him feel that all this effort was completely worth it.

"You can rest for a while...... Gu Shu ordered with a little concern, then straightened up, looked at the elves in the square from afar, and slowly continued,

"As for you...... Elves...... Do you still know me?"

"Of course," Overkills stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Guardian of the Forest, a member of the demigod clan, Lord Gudelldu of the War Ancient Tree......"

"yes...... Oh, yes...... It's a familiar name......" Goodale groaned, muttering a few times before he spoke again, "then, you, elves, are still my familiar friends?"

"What do you mean, Lord Gooderdu?" the Elven Queen was silent, and Overkille asked respectfully.

"As far as I know...... Some of you ...... There are those who oppose my resurrection, but there are those who strongly support it...... You even fight each other for this...... What is it for?" the rumbling sound of the ancient tree rolled across the earth, and the Elven Queen's frown couldn't help but relax.

"For what?" said Overkill, taking a step forward and saying bitterly, "Lord Gooderdu may not know that after losing the protection of the ancient tree, the elves have been driven back into the forest, and they will never be able to regain their former glory. ”

"The ...... of yesteryear Glory?" Gu Shu looked at him with a confused expression, this expression was a little dumbfounded on his face, "What...... Glory?"

"Lord Gooderdu, we look forward to regaining your protection," Ofkill said with a deep salute. Raising his voice, he said, "Thousands of years ago, the Lord was in charge of the war in the Ancient Tree Clan, and once led our Elven Clan to fight bloodily, but today we are declining, and we need your return even more!"

"Oh...... Oh...... I know......" The ancient tree exhaled softly. Turning to the Elven Queen, "What about you, you seem to belong to the other faction...... What do you think?"

"Honorable Lord Gooderdu," replied the Elven Queen calmly, "we only hope that the Elven Clan's existing peaceful life will not be broken, and that we will be able to preserve this desolate forest, rather than staking her for the glory of the past." ”

"But if you stick to this forest, the final result will definitely be to lose her. Overkill, who was next to him, retorted, "Without the corresponding strength, we can't even protect this last piece of land in our hands!"

"Oh......" the old tree groaned, looking like he couldn't turn his head, "this...... You all seem to have a point...... So who should I support......"

"Lord Gooderdu," Overkill, straightening up, and said loudly, "now within the Elven Clan." This is true of people's hearts. In this forest. In one village after another, young and enthusiastic rangers practiced martial arts and archery day and night, and what they did was the re-emergence of the elves. The mages of the 'Clear Springs Council' have developed the elven magic system for generations, even learning from lowly humans. This is the growth of racial power...... And today, there are endless strife, the Thunder Lion is just around the corner to dominate the Northern Kingdom, the Demon Legion is eyeing the Tiger, the Church of Light is in trouble, and the Holy Alliance is on the verge of collapse...... This is an unprecedented opportunity. It is also the best opportunity for the Elven Kingdom to re-intervene in the situation on the continent......"

The gray-haired, neatly combed archmage, with an uncharacteristically fanatical fanaticism, raised his hands high and incited, stared at the elves in the field, and asked in a loud voice, "Even you, the faithful guardians of the Queen, or the priests of the Temple of the Moon God, do you not yearn for the day when the elves will return to glory?"

The guards and priests behind the Elven Queen looked at each other for a moment, speechless.

Overkill's impassioned speech seemed to convince everyone in the square except Fletcher, but he did underestimate the length of Lord Goodall's reflex arc.

When he looked at the old tree expectantly, he found that the other party's face was full of confusion, and he was looking at him with a pair of blank and innocent eyes, and asked, "You...... Finished?"

"Ah......h

"That's a good point...... However...... "The old tree seems to have fallen into a long thought again. The Elven Queen, Overkill, and all the elves in the square, stood there, quietly awaiting the decision of the former protector and the venerable demigod.

"This ......," the old tree pondered for a long time, and then looked at Allegri on the grass next to him for help, and asked, "Allegri, my dear friend, what do you say I should choose?"

"Me?" Allegri pointed to himself in confusion, and was about to pass it away casually when he felt a chill behind him.

Elven Queen, Overkill, Ranger Boss, Evelora ...... All the elves in the square, even the lively Fletcher, suddenly became the focus of these people's attention. All sorts of emotions were staring through their gaze on Allegri's focus. This made him secretly cry in his heart, why did all of a sudden, it seemed that the fate of the elves had been pressed on him?

"Master Alibaba," Overkill, after a moment's thought, advised, "be careful, you're likely to gain ......friendship with the Green Tower and even the entire Elven Clan."

Allegri shrugged, it's true that you've gained your friendship, but the people around you must hate you to death. He pondered for a moment and said to the old man, "Now that you have just come back to life, the situation is still unclear, how can you make a choice easily?"

"Well, what you said makes the most sense," the old tree muttered, "I really should understand the situation before making a decision." ”

"So, let them do whatever they have to do," Allegri looked slick, and when he could push it off anyway, "it's not too late to make a choice when you've regained your strength, helped me heal Illo, and even resurrected your race." ”

"Hmm......" the old tree nodded slightly, its crown trembling, and exclaimed, "It's still your mind that knows best." ”

He looked at the elves in the square, and his voice rumbled, "Do you hear me, I'll make a choice after I understand the situation, you can do whatever you want, don't disturb us......"

The Elven Queen turned her head and looked at the stunned Overkill for a moment, and Her Majesty suddenly chuckled, leaving the Archmage stunned in place, and left with grace in her own steps.

Sprinkle the Moon Spring Forest.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the moonlight in the spring forest like this......" Overkill, who was strolling through the sparse forest, suddenly sighed softly, "Things don't seem to be what we imagined." ”

The Ranger Leader next to him didn't look very good, but he still took out a piece of paper and handed it to him, and said softly, "This is the information of the person that Lord Goodall relies on. ”

Overkille took it, quickly scanned the information written on the paper, his brow furrowed, and muttered, "So he is Allegri...... This guy lied to me and said that he was an Alibaba master from Therland...... Violet Earl...... Principality of Anlan...... Oh, I remember, I have this guy's profile, no wonder there is some familiarity......"

"What's the matter, did you find anything?" the Ranger leader wondered.

"I thought we would have had a hard time convincing Lord Gooderdu......" Overkill, who had regained his composure, still looking courteous and strategic, without the fanaticism of the demagogue in the square, muttered, "If the Ali Baba that Lord Gooderdu is asking for advice is really what I know about Allegri, then I am very sure that he will fall to our side." ”

"However, Lord Gooderdu is different ......from what we imagined, and even from the ancient books," the Ranger Leader shook his head, "In the records, the War Ancient Tree is in charge of the elven clan's foreign wars, and he is hot-tempered and a little reckless, and is one of the representatives of the elven main battle faction...... I didn't expect it, I didn't expect him to be completely different from what we imagined......"

"It doesn't matter," said Overkill, renewing his steps as he wandered through the woods, "it seems you haven't read the specifics of Allegri, Riel. ”

"Huh?" Rill, the leader of the rangers, took the paper again, and carefully examined the information on it.

"Allegri is a powerful magician, but he is also the Earl of Violet from the Grand Duke of Anlan," Ofkir explained, "and although he is said to have some friendship with the lion of Snowton, the Duchy of Anlan is the weaker side in this continental turmoil...... Especially recently, the Holy See of Light has almost reached the capital of Anlan. I think that in the face of a real crisis, he will not ignore our powerful reinforcements. ”

"If that's the case......," Riel nodded, "especially at a time when Lord Goodall values his opinion very much, it's good news for us." ”

"And the better things don't stop there," Offkille chuckled, "and according to my information, this girl Evelora seems to have a special relationship with this Violet Count, that kind of ......"

"Oh?" Overkill's face had a "you know" expression, but the Ranger leader Riel was usually a serious person, and he had never seen much gossip and scandals, so his face couldn't help but be a little wooden.

"In fact, I think the biggest obstacle for us is Her Majesty the Queen," Offkir shook his head helplessly, explaining, "but what kind of attitude do you think her would have if her daughter were married to Allegri?"

"Marrying Allegri?" Riel was slightly stunned, paused, and wondered, "I remember that in the past you hated the union of humans and elves?"

"Now I only hate Allegri for not being a love saint," Overkille tilted his head slightly, watching the moonlight fall above his head like a match, and couldn't help but sigh, "The moonlight today is so good, it reminds me of a lot of past ......" (to be continued......

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