Sprinkle the Moon Spring Forest.

Ever since the day the ancient tree was reborn, Evelora had not returned to the Temple of the Moon, which was far away from the "Clear Spring". As the only daughter of Her Majesty's majesty, she already has her own palace in the royal palace, so it is not a problem to move back for a few days.

What's more, even though it feels like there is already a seemingly insurmountable barrier, but in the real distance, it is really closer, which may also be a comfort.

Unlike Daisy, who was exiled to the High Elf tribe, August's other daughter successfully ascended to the throne of the Low Elf kingdom and passed it down from generation to generation. Evelora is the princess of the Moonsong Forest and has a good chance of becoming the kingdom's next queen. Considering the current queen's emotional situation, it is clear that this probability has increased to the point where it is inevitable.

However, Evelola doesn't seem to like being a princess very much, she is far more interested in magic than becoming a samurai, and even at her mother's insistence, she eventually rises to the level of a high-ranking ranger. But in retreat, she then chose to enter the Temple of the Moon and become a priest. And in a short period of time, it has reached a level that is not inferior to its ranger rank. The current elf queen may also be a little embarrassed about her daughter's talent in the legal profession, but history and reality have determined that she still will not allow her daughter to contact magic.

Of course, that doesn't mean she doesn't care about her daughter.

"Eve......" happened to meet leisure, the elf queen walked into her daughter's palace, and said with a smile, "My little princess, are you in a daze again?"

"Mother," the elven girl bowed softly. "You're here. ”

"Hmm...... It looks like my Eve is already an elegant lady," the Elven Queen smiled and sat down, "Are you in a good mood?"

"It's all right, Mother. Evelola nodded reluctantly.

"Really?" the Elven Queen looked at her daughter carefully. After a long time, he sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "Presumably not, Eve. I have seen with my own eyes that you have been wandering in the square for the past few days, but you have not dared to step on the grass...... Is it because of your actions that day?"

"Mother, you said, what I did that day...... Is that correct?" asked Evelola, hesitantly.

"What you did that day was for the sake of the Kingdom and for me, I must say. Really brave," the Elven Queen complimented, gazing deeply at her, "but I think there must be some misunderstanding between you." ”

"I don't know," Evelora took a deep breath, "but I can feel the gap between us, now an insurmountable chasm......"

"My child. The elven queen stroked her daughter's hand and whispered. "When we are young, we all make some mistakes, which is inevitable, but how to make up for them is a sign of our maturity. ”

"But...... Mother, you are so wise...... Have you made mistakes?" asked Evelola in a low voice.

"Wise?" the Elven Queen shook her head with a wry smile, her words carrying a little deep memory and sadness, "I thought I was smart, too. But that kind of cleverness makes me regret it today......"

Inexplicably, she remembered the rumors she had heard, about her mother, her deceased father, and Offkill's entangled past, and Ephlora fell silent. Mother and daughter looked at each other for a moment. At the same time sighed.

After a long time, it was finally the Elven Queen who broke free from the past and memories, and softly reassured, "Alright, alright, my Eve, things are not irreparable. After all, you're still young, and time can heal even the deepest scars, and as long as Illo can reawaken, there is room for a thaw in your relationship. ”

"Perhaps—" Evelora let out a sigh of relief.

Before she could finish speaking, there was a rumbling voice from outside the palace from the ancient tree that they had been familiar with for the past few days, "Allegri...... Allegri, he's awake......"

"What...... Is he awake?" Evelora muttered, thoughtful, "Is it Illo?"

She got up, turned around and smiled embarrassedly at the elf queen, and ran out of the elf lightly.

Elven Spring.

The Allegri sketch channel is still in full swing, or should I say stand-up comedy. As Fletcher had fallen into a state of complete worship, Illo kept nodding and listening, allowing Allegri to let his imagination run wild.

"This era is called the era of the Three Kingdoms...... Allegri looked ahead, his eyes were deep, as if the decades of the rise and fall of the continent were slowly unfolding in front of his eyes, and the iron cavalry was in turmoil, "This is also a great era, heroes emerge in endlessly, Silves went to the meeting with two swords, Innedil crossed the river in white, and Carter Roman's five levels and six slashes spread all over the world...... Even Dios and I have already made a name for ourselves...... Now, Illo, you're finally back, are you willing to go down like this?"

"Of course not!" Illo said with a surging heart as he patted his chest, "Don't worry, the mercenary group will look at me next." ”

"Okay, what a strong man!" Allegri patted him on the shoulder excitedly, "The future of the mercenary group depends on you." ”

"I'm not going to disgrace my mission!" Illo nodded resolutely, and Fletcher, who had a short-circuited head on the side, stared at his eyes, almost suffocating his internal injuries. The old tree above his head also seemed to hear the sound of trembling branches and leaves, and it was obvious that he couldn't hold it back.

However, the legendary magician Stanislavsky's "The Self-Cultivation of an Actor" has not been lost. Master Allegri, who has deeply studied this great art, still has no change in his face, and has achieved a superb state of emotion in the play. Even though some of the supporting characters next to him couldn't help but laugh, he still looked sincere, making Illo convinced of what had happened to him, and he was there with a look of great ambition.

But...... No matter how good a director is, he will be afraid of unprofessional extras.

Especially the kind of extras who are not only unprofessional, but also messy with them. For example, a princess who is so good, doesn't go to those affectionate harem dramas, why should Lu run to the set of Allegri's sketch to shake around?

The vision power of the half-elf is naturally excellent. Hundreds of paces apart. Illo suddenly stared at the elven girl who was hesitating in the square, and said uncertainly for a long time, "Allegri...... Wait, that one over there, why does it look like Ephora?"

"What?" Allegri was startled, and secretly screamed in his heart. can only vaguely say, "I don't see your strength as good, I can't see it clearly." ”

The confusion in Illo's eyes deepened, and he hurriedly asked, "No, Allegri, it is indeed Evelola." However, how can I see that she has not changed at all? Although the elves live a long life, the eternal youth is a miracle that Lord Augustil has not been able to achieve. ”

"Hehehe......" Allegri scratched his head. Forced smiled, "You must be dazzled, that could be Evelola's daughter." ”

At this moment, Evelora also seemed to see the situation clearly, and actually hesitated to wave at Illo.

"She's waving at me?" Illo subconsciously responded, looking sideways at Allegri, "How could it be that Evelora knew me......?" Let me think about how I feel like there's something wrong with this......"

"It's—" Allegri tried to defend something. Suddenly there was a rumbling laugh overhead. He looked at it fiercely, and the honest old tree couldn't hold back any longer. Halu laughed so much that the branches trembled, and Allegri feared that he might break his laughter.

Fletcher, who was next to him, was even more unbearable, rolling on the ground with his stomach in his arms, pounding the ground again and again, and laughing maniacally.

Sorry, dedicated director Allegri. I can't go on acting, and these unsuccessful supporting actors are already laughing.

Still is...... Click.

A quarter of an hour later.

Allegri washed his make-up by the clear spring, and the beard that stuck to his chin was removed one by one. The image of the old magician gradually faded, and the young face of the twenty-something slowly reappeared.

Of course, his appearance is not seamless. But Illo, who had just woken up, would definitely be a little confused, and the huge impact that would ensue would make him not think about these details at all. And his acting skills are enough to bring that kind of impact.

Obviously, Allegri's speculation was correct, and if it weren't for Ephora's unexpected arrival, he was fully sure that he would have been able to get a little longer, and even get the handle that would make Illo completely unable to lift his head in front of him for decades to come.

However, speaking of which, even if Evelola doesn't come, the two supporting characters next to her will already be in trouble. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Fletcher and Lao Shu, who were paralyzed by laughter, and strongly condemned, "Laugh, laugh, what's so funny......? It's not a profession anymore. ”

"Allegri," the old tree laughed, "you are really talented, and it is really condescending to choose the profession of magician, are you interested in changing careers?"

Allegri blackfaced.

"Ah...... No, no, no, Captain," Fletcher said sincerely, having completely fallen in front of Allegri's acting skills, "Captain, I am with you, with this kind of face and such eloquence, you will definitely be invincible in the future." ”

"Now it's all talking," Allegri shook his head disdainfully, wiped his face and stood up, grumbling, "Speaking of which...... It's quite troublesome to remove makeup, especially for these gray hair, so you can only put it here first. ”

"Commander, I think you should think about it now, how to explain to Illo, he looked angry just now. Fletcher admonished loyally.

After Allegri was exposed, Illo finally came back to his senses. However, Evelola was beckoning him over there, and he could only condense his anger into one look, and glanced fiercely at the bad friend before walking towards the square. But it is conceivable that he will not give up on this matter.

Allegri's eyes flickered as he looked at Evelola and Illo in the square, and only after a long time did he sigh and shake his head, regaining his relaxed demeanor, and chuckled,

"I'm afraid, see me suppress it with my intelligence. (To be continued......)

PS: (double change)