Through the exchange of memories of the crystal ball, Cyril already understood what had happened to Stared. If Ryan hadn't arrived in time just now, the Night Elves would not have stopped attacking the half-dragon tribe if they hadn't caught Starid.

Starred raised the crystal ball in his hand lightly, and lowered his head in obedience: "Honorable Lord Lane, swear by the Night Tree, Starred will always be your friend and will never betray." ”

Beside him, Maurisses, hearing this, also led the half-dragons to make a gesture of obedience, and swore in a low voice: "Swear to the dragon god, the half-dragons will always obey your orders, and guard Orlan will never betray." ”

"I'm glad to have your loyalty, and Orlan will always be your strongest support."

Ryan generously accepted their allegiance, and then looked sideways at Starred, "Starred, did Cyril have a place to live with you just now?" ”

Night Elves, like vampires, prefer low-light environments.

Starred turned to look sideways at Cyril.

"If you can, I'd like you to allow Starred to stay in the room next door to me."

After a moment's thought, Cyril continued, "The Night Tree can change the soil, and Starred can live underground. ”

Starred chin echoed: "Honorable Lord Lane, if you have other arrangements, just follow your ideas, I don't have too many requirements for where to live. ”

"Okay, then for the time being, follow what Cyril just said, if you have any needs, or if you don't feel comfortable, you can just talk to me." Ryan looked at the moonlight elf resting on his shoulder with Baroque rest, "Cyril, Starrid's residence is temporarily arranged by you, and I will take Morisses and them to find a suitable place to live first." ”

Cyril nodded in response, and said respectfully with a slight bend of his waist, "Then Starred and I will go to the forest first and wait for your arrival." ”

Starred: "Thank you for your trust. ”

"Okay, I'll go over when I'm done with the matter here."

After Ryan responded, Cyril magically led Starred towards the forest.

Ryan retracted his gaze to Isidore and Morriss, "Isidore, I'm going to take the half-dragons to the vicinity of the plains now, can you come with us if you have time?" ”

Ryan: "Tucson's coming-of-age ceremony hasn't started yet, and I'll have to go to the Sky Dome with Andrew later, Morrissis and his companions, and I may need to trouble you to get acquainted with Orlan these days." ”

Isidore nodded without hesitation, "Of course." ”

Ryan looked at Morriss.

Morrisses replied in a low voice, "I just hope it won't trouble Mr. Isidore." ”

The corners of Isidore's mouth lifted slightly, "Of course not." ”

Alenid took off and landed in the air, looked at Ryan and asked curiously, "Ryan, don't you take them to live in the castle?" ”

"The castle shouldn't be able to live." Ryan: "I'll take Maurices and them to find a place to stay for the night, and tomorrow I'll have the dwarves help build a new place to live." ”

The dwarves hadn't left, and slapped their chests with one hand, "Just give it to the dwarves!" ”

Having only experienced the assassination of the Night Elves, Mauris Siston felt that the dwarves were very kind.

Alenid looked at the leaf jar in the dwarves' arms, and suddenly felt a little hungry, so he flapped his wings and flew to Ryan's side, "Ryan, the dragon also wants to eat sweet and fragrant honey. ”

Ryan said yes, handed him a jar of fragrant honey and frosted ice cream, and then waved his cane to control the wind and motioned for Morrisses to follow him.

*

The place where the pure white windmill was located was not far from the dwarven settlement, and with Ryan speeding up with the magic of the wind, Morrisses and the others quickly reached their destination. On the plains of beautiful flowers and grass, a pure white windmill gently rotates in the night wind, and the stone sculpture of a dragon hovers at the top of the tower.

The closer they got to the windmills, the more relaxed and intimate they felt. Maurius looked at the dragon stone sculpture at the top of the tower, closed his eyes and whispered a prayer to the gods. Alenid put away the flame at the end, gently rolled the leaf cup with the fragrant honey with the tip of his tail, held the frosted ice cream in his left paw, slowly picked it with the leaf spoon with his right paw, and looked up at the roof of the windmill.

Alenid hadn't paid attention to this place before, and now he realized that the stone carving on this tower seemed to be a little familiar, but Alenid couldn't remember for a moment where he had seen this stone carving.

"I was in a bit of a hurry to find you, and I don't know if it's the right place to be."

Ryan stopped in front of the windmill and looked sideways at Morrisses and the half-dragon man behind him, "There are some rooms in the tower, you can stay for the time being tonight." After dawn, if there is something you don't like, or you are not satisfied with, or something that is not suitable, I will communicate with the dwarves and ask your dwarven friends to build a new place to live in the place you like. ”

"No, honorable Lord Lane."

Morrisses' gaze swept over the faces of his companions and looked at Ryan, his tone extremely sincere: "My people and I love this place, if you can, I hope you will allow us to build a new residence near this tower." ”

Ryan: "Absolutely. ”

After speaking, Ryan took out a circle of keys from the spatial ring, turned around and handed it to Isidore, "Isidore, then please take them to the tower to choose a room first, I will go to the forest with Andrew and Alenid, and Cyril and they seem to have something to do with me." ”

The author has something to say: Baroque: "I am a demon. ”

Baroque: "I'm shameless. ”

Ryan: "Let's see who's the master of love theory." ”

Ryan: "It's me, the single dog." ”

Andrew: "Remember—"

Andrew: "I'm coming"

PS：

Nature Elf: Manraf (High Priest)

Moon Elf: Cyril (Priest)

Night Elf: Stared (Priest)

Daylight Elf: Deminus (unseen)

The rest is to be replenished.

It may be a little foreshadowing of yesterday's words, and then I didn't fall asleep until three o'clock in the morning last night, and I was woken up by a mosquito bite on my face at four o'clock.

And then ...... At that time, I was confused and sleepy, itching so much that I couldn't sleep, and the mosquitoes were too poisonous.

So! Who is still playing mosquito control to bite people!

QAQ.

Chapter 200: Chapter Two Hundred

From the pure white windmill to the forest outside the castle, after sensing the familiar atmosphere, Ryan took Andrew and Alenid, who was eating sweets, put away their magic and fell smoothly from the sky together. Starred prayed in front of the Tree of the Moon with his eyes closed, the crystal ball floating at his side, neither mother tree hiding its true posture.

The Tree of the Moon is clean and cold, and the Tree of Life is fresh and natural.

The Four Seasons Sakura and the Four Seasons Katsura are moving towards the Moon Plant Alienation, and the Dragon's Blood Tree is growing a little taller. Stas and Lisa leaped from the woods, and flowers were everywhere they went.

The demon who leaned over the puppet sat on the shoulder of the moonlight elf and shook his feet, and after Cyril sensed Ryan's approaching breath, he immediately opened his eyes in the moonlight, restrained his coldness, and gently greeted Ryan's arrival with the spirit of nature and the deer girl of the forest.

Ryan approached with a light step, and Alenid tucked his wings behind him, speeding up the rate at which he ate the fragrant honey to avoid evaporating from his body temperature.

"Honorable Lord Lane."

Cyril whispered to Ryan, who had stopped in front of him.

"Cyril."

Ryan looked at the small pit between the two trees, closer and almost alongside the Moon Tree, "Have you already discussed planting the Night Tree there?" ”

The Four Seasons Sakura, the Four Seasons Laurel, and the Night Tree are all leaning on the side of the Morning Moon Tree, and it feels like the Tree of Life is a little lonely here.

"Yes."

Cyril chwed his head and looked at Ryan with a peaceful gaze, "Before you arrive, Starred divined a new prophecy from the Tree of Life, and the Tree of Sunlight will also reach Oran in the near future...... This is a decision I made after consulting with Stared as requested by the Tree of Life. ”

Cyril lowered his voice, "Now, Starred seems to have prophesied a new future from the Tree of the Moon, and he is much more proficient in the art of prophecy than I am. ”

Baroque looked very depressed.

Soon, another elf was coming, more familiar than Stared and Cyril's relationship, and he was annoyed.

Ryan: Good!

All right!

Ryan: "Have you already contacted that Deminus?" ”

"Not yet, but the prophecy tells Starred that there is a conflict within the Solar Elves as well."

Cyril's eyes drooped slightly, "Because of me, the King of the Solar Elves is also suspicious of Deminus. The king ordered another elven priest to learn everything Deminus had to know, so that he could take Deminus' place at the next daylight ceremony. ”

Ryan's eyebrows raised slightly, "What is the Sunlight Rite?" ”

"It's the day of the harvest of the fruits of the sun."

Cyril lowered his voice, "If you have time, please be patient and listen to my explanation." ”

Ryan snorted, and Stas and Lisa trotted over, and as they stopped, glowing trees fell, and the moment they touched the ground, they grew into rattan chairs with a natural fragrance.

Lisa looked up and whispered, and the sweet-scented flowers bloomed one after another on the vine chairs.

Ryan said thank you and sat down on the rattan chair, and Andrew said thank you and sat next to Ryan.

Alenid felt that the tree rattan chair was fluttering, the key was that he was very happy to eat fragrant honey now, and his body temperature was a little hot, and it was easy to cause a fire when he sat on it. So he thanked him for the invitation, flapped his wings and flew to a stop in the air, looking at Ryan and Cyril curiously, he would just eat something next to him and listen to the story~

After Cyril sat down on the vine chair as well, Ryan took out a lot of juice and fruit and placed it on the tree chair where Alenid was not sitting.

Stas gently raised his hand slightly, and with the light of his palm, the roots of the rattan chair moved to the center to become a tree table, holding the brightly colored fruits on it. It is much freer to talk about things in a comfortable environment, not to mention that Starid's prayers and prophecies are not over yet, and it is not convenient to disturb them now, otherwise the prophecy will be interrupted.

Sitting on the vine chair, Cyril also straightened his waist, his posture was particularly elegant, he looked up at Ryan and whispered: "Dear Lord Ryan, you should know that there are many branches of the elf race, because the elf mother tree born is different, and the form, talent and ability of the branch elves are also biased. ”

Ryan picked up a glass of strawberry juice, used his mental power to send the pineapple juice to Andrew, and the pineapple juice to Alenid's claws, smiled at Stas and Lisa, signaled them not to be nervous, and after listening to Cyril's words, he replied: "Yes, but I only know a little about the moonlight elves and nature elves, and I haven't touched the rest of the elves in more detail." ”

Baroque looked at Andrew, who was holding a glass of pineapple juice, and Alenid, who looked particularly happy, sitting on Cyril's shoulders and shaking his feet, jumping on the tree table casually and easily, staring at the pile of juice glasses in front of him in deep thought.

It's a real problem, he feels like every flavor Cyril, but if it all passes, Cyril will definitely freeze himself into the puck again.

Baroque was very troubled, he didn't understand why Ryan, he was always easy and accurate, and he could know other people's preferences directly.

And Baroque is a little irritable, I don't know if he has been near the tree of life for a long time, and his ability to perceive emotions has recently returned a little. He could already sense that Stas wanted apples and Lisa wanted grapes, but he still didn't know what Cyril liked best.

Baroque turned his back to Cyril, who couldn't see the puppet's expression, looked up and said to Ryan, "I see, I'll explain it to you now." ”

Ryan hummed softly, looking at Baroque's expression that was about to be tangled together, he immediately understood something, and asked in a low voice in his mind: "Tong, looking at Baroque's appearance, should he be struggling with Cyril, what flavor of juice might he prefer?" ”

System: "Exactly. ”

Ryan: "It's really, incredible. ”

Baroque cares about Cyril's preferences, is this the awakening of the demon, or is the demon planning something in a frenzy?

Ryan: Incomprehensible, incredible!

However, despite thinking so, when he looked at Cyril, Ryan vaguely used his spiritual power to summon a gust of wind, causing the light pink peach juice to sway lightly in the cup. Cyril felt the wind, but he didn't pay much attention to it, Baroque turned sideways, stared at the shaking light powder juice in his cup for a few seconds, and looked up at Ryan with a slight hesitation.

The powerful demon couldn't understand it, and he thought that such a delicate color, the cold Cyril must not be very fond of it.