The place where the elves live - the Elven Forest.

This forest is not a fixed area that exists on the continent.

Because it does not exist in reality, but in a more peculiar space.

Even in the middle of the game, it is extremely complicated to enter the Elven Forest.

Only elves can travel between the Elven Forest and the real world at will.

Because elves are free, they can create a passage between the elven forest and the real world if they 'want'.

So—

"If you want to enter the Elven Forest, it's easy, just communicate with the spirits of nature."

Cocott sat on the clouds, flapping the clouds beneath him, and the old god was saying:

"But almost no humans are able to do that."

Communicating with the spirits of nature is itself an exclusive ability of their elves.

For the elves, the spirit of nature is like a powerful mother who is tolerant and charitable.

Once the elves are in danger, or are coerced and harmed.

The spirits of nature will take the initiative to punish those who harm or attempt to harm the elves.

In addition to this, the spirits of nature refuse to communicate with any race other than the elves.

Victor sat in his chair with his hands in his pockets, one leg on the other, and listened quietly to Cocott's words.

Corcot said this, not for anything else.

Just to dispel him from the idea of entering the Elven Forest.

Of course, Victor himself knows very well that the Elven Forest is indeed not a place to come and go at will.

At this stage, he simply has no way to get into it on his own.

The entire Elven Forest has seven divided continents, and the most central part of the entire Elven Forest is the location of the Yad Divine Tree.

The mother tree that nurtures the elves is constantly providing energy for the elves.

The other continents are divided into six realms, each corresponding to six different natural elements.

If you want to go straight to the Elven Forest and touch the Yard Sacred Tree, it is almost impossible to do.

Six distinct realms of nature alone are enough to keep out all outsiders.

If the Elven Forest was really so easy to enter, the Rayser family would not have collected only a few hundred elves to work for them in so many years.

The vast forest of elves is inhabited by millions of elves.

"You hate the Yard Tree, don't you?"

Victor said lightly.

Kocote looked at Victor calmly and sighed helplessly:

"I don't hate the Yard Tree."

The Tree of Yard is the birthplace of all the elves, like their mothers,

But in Kocott's eyes, there was a touch of melancholy.

"I just don't like the way the Yard Divine Tree is."

Each elf is given a surname by the sacred tree from birth, giving it a different mission.

However, the Divine Tree simply and rudely imposes a single mission and surname on the elves, and does not even ask the elves themselves if they are willing or not.

All giving is extremely compulsive.

Corcot was extremely disgusted by this behavior.

Because this has seriously violated everything that the elves originally intended.

That is - "freedom".

That's why she wants to leave everything behind and stay away from the identity of the 'Elf Queen'.

Escape from the Elven Forest just to live freely.

Even if you sleep freely.

Victor's eyebrows gradually raised, and he said lightly:

"Will there be an elf without a surname in the Yard Sacred Tree?"

Kokot was stunned for a moment, then raised his head:

"This ...... Before I left, I had never seen an elf without a surname. ”

"If there really is such an elf, it can only be a mistake by the Yard Divine Tree."

However, you can't go wrong with the Sacred Tree.

Kokot was a little puzzled, even puzzled.

How can there be elves without surnames?

Victor stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked over to Cocott.

A broad palm slapped on Cocott's shoulder.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she stared blankly at Victor.

Victor exuded a strong and confident temperament all over his body, which made Kocot look a little stunned.

Victor's eyes were fixed on her:

"I always thought that the sacred tree was nothing more than a foreign object."

"Even if you don't have a sacred tree, you are still the queen of the elves."

The strongest elf, Kocot.

No one would question Cocott's strength, even if she was too lazy to move every day.

But it is undeniable that she is indeed the most powerful elf of the elven race in the past thousand years.

Kocote looked at Victor dumbfounded.

Before he could understand what Victor was trying to express, he suddenly said:

"Let's go, I'll take you to see an elf."

"See her, and you'll see what I mean."

……

Blesson.

It is the second most prosperous city in the Empire.

Various shops are neatly arranged on both sides, almost completely crowding the buildings around the two streets.

The carriage moved slowly down the road, the wheels rolling against the smooth bricks with a crisp sound, and the people marched side by side with joyful expressions on their faces.

From time to time, someone would squeeze out of the crowd and enter the shops on either side.

Hernie followed behind Leah, and Leon stood on the other side of Leah, wearing a hood that covered her face, and walked through the crowd.

Leon is always by Leah's side, and this is her duty as a guard.

When Herney first came to Breston, her eyes were straight.

It's just as prosperous as the royal capital, but it's a novelty for Hernie.

Although, she has lived in the royal capital for a long time, she has not been able to get around as easily as she does now.

Breston is not the same as the royal capital.

A large number of nobles come and go every day in the royal capital, and nobles are indispensable on the streets.

Blesson, on the other hand, is a little inferior, and there are not too many big names here.

The wealthy merchant gentry who settled in Breston would often work outside the home.

And it's rare to see some nobles with titles here.

Because this is the territory of Clavenna.

Even if it's a big shot, there's no one bigger here than Leah and Victor.

Leah looked at Hernie and asked with a smile:

"How does it feel, do you feel like you want to settle in Bryton?"

Compared with the fast-paced life of the royal capital, the people of Blesson live very slowly and easily.

Hernie nodded, then shook her head again.

"It was great, I liked it very much, but ......"

Although this is Professor Victor's hometown, he himself will not stay in this Breston for long.

Hernie knew that Professor Victor was like a spinning top that wouldn't stop, and he was very busy every day.

So......

"I shouldn't be fit to live here."

She prefers to be by Professor Victor's side, rather than living somewhere ordinary, doing nothing.

If she had met Victor before, I'm afraid that Hernie would have thought it was a very good place.

"Yes."

Leah nodded in confusion.

But at this time, the crystal ball on her waist was slightly hot.

As if she understood something, Leah turned to Leon beside her and said:

"Leon, you go back first."

Leon was a little puzzled, her brows furrowed slightly, and her tone was a little worried:

"Miss Leah, ...... you?"

"There's someone who needs you to go back and meet."

"And."

Leah pulled Hernie over, put her arm around her shoulders, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I still have a real mage here."

Actually, there is Mr. Crocodile.

Hernie thought to herself a little shyly, lowered her head, and didn't dare to speak.

……

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A figure galloped across the city at high speed.

The wind continued to explode in Leon's ears, and she sped through the sky above her house in Blesson.

It was getting late, and by the time Leon returned to the old mansion, the moon was already hanging in the night sky, radiating a white light towards the earth.

She came to a stop before speeding from Blesson to Clavenna's old house.

The face is not red, and the breath is not panting.

When the guard at the door saw Leon, he saluted her respectfully, and then said:

"Lord Leon, the head of the house is waiting for you in the backyard."

The head of the house? Victor!?

Leon was really confused this time.

She had never crossed paths with Victor, and she hadn't even revealed her elf identity to Victor.

Although she understood, Victor must have known that she was an elf for a long time.

Remembering the last time, Victor pronounced his name in front of him, which made Leon feel nervous at that time.

This time, Leon walked towards the backyard of the Clavenna Mansion with trepidation.

The backyard of the old house is so large that you can't see the border, like a huge grassland.

Victor stood in the middle of the plain with his hands in his pockets.

The night wind was a bit noisy, blowing Victor's trench coat, and the black color danced in the moonlight.

Sensing someone coming, Victor turned his head and looked at Leon.

The raven stood on his shoulder, one eye that seemed to shine with an eerie light.

"You're here."

Victor's cold voice rang out.

Leon didn't know how to communicate with Victor alone, and her hands were a little nowhere to put them.

In the end, as if he had completely given up resistance, he put his hands together and bowed to Victor:

"The head of the house."

"What do you command?"

Victor stood on the prairie, his eyebrows lowered, and he reached out a hand and touched the crow's small black head.

"An elf once told me that all nature elves have a surname."

"However, her words made me wonder."

His deep eyes looked at Leon, and his voice sounded faintly:

"Tell me, Leon."

"What's your last name?"