Leon placed a hand on her chest.

"I ......"

Victor's words made her heart tremble a little.

Surname.

For elves, surnames are very important things.

The surname determines the duties and status of an elf.

Corleon doesn't have a surname.

As the head of the family, Victor has the power to give surnames to outsiders.

Unlike the elves, who can only wait for the divine tree to bestow it.

In human society, the aristocracy can do this.

Leon kept her head down, thinking about the words "Clayvenna" in her head.

This is something that even Miss Leah can't give her.

Before this, Leon and Victor were not familiar with each other, and had only met a few times.

Although it was only a few times, she was impressed every time.

But even so, Leon's impression of Victor is definitely not good.

At least, those few things, in Leon's mind, were not enough to change her bad impression of Victor from childhood to adulthood.

However, why did he ......

With his hands in his pockets, Victor glanced back at Leon without explaining too much:

"If you still have doubts, when you come back, go ask Leah."

Then, he turned his back to face the luminous blue passageway.

"But now, I want you to take your current last name."

Stepping under the towering rune tree, the blue ripples gradually spread out with Viktor's footprints, like a blue lake suspended in mid-air.

A full white moon hangs above the night, shining the entire lake with twinkling stars.

The wind blew Victor's black trench coat, swinging wildly in the moonlight.

"Then, follow me."

As soon as the words fell, Victor stretched out his hand, and Kokot below immediately floated up.

He reached out and grabbed Cocott's clothes, lifting her up.

The lazy elf lived up to its name, falling asleep even for such a short period of time.

Brought up by Victor like this, she finally woke up, blinked, felt her body inexplicably float in the air, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Huh? Haven't we reached the Elven Forest yet? ”

Victor lowered his head and glanced at Cocott.

"Soon to be there."

Along the surface of the lake, a long sky-blue trail was drawn, and Victor's whole person, along with Kocot's body, sank into the deep blue passage.

The white clouds also hurriedly followed Victor and burrowed in.

Leon was the only one left, raising her head and looking at the deep and mysterious blue channel, her mood extremely complicated.

Her blonde hair dances in the wind, and her hair is well-defined and flowing.

'Family. ’

It was too far away for her.

Even if she was given a name by Leah, she didn't have any delusional thoughts of wanting to become family with Leah.

In Leon's eyes, Lea is like a star that can't be touched, shining extremely brightly.

That was the white moonlight in her heart, the person she was determined to protect for the rest of her life.

Leon put her hand on her chest and took a deep breath.

"I want to live for the name you have given me."

Her gaze was determined as she stepped onto the rippling blue lake.

In the midst of the ripples, with resolute and heavy steps, he also entered the dark blue tunnel.

With the disappearance of the three of them, the surroundings gradually calmed down.

The violent wind gradually stopped, leaving only the reflection of an extremely large sacred tree, which pierced through the heavens and the earth, splashing with silver light.

Countless stars dotted the edge of the entire blue lake, and the silver light sprinkled down, gradually calming the rippling lake.

……

Forest of Elves.

Thick and flourishing trees rise from the lawn, dense foliage gradually covering the golden skylight, and the sunlight blows up petals and swings in the air.

The morning dew shimmered and hung upside down on the branches and blades of grass, the gray stone was damp, and the petals of the flowers popped up in the cracks.

A pair of eyes are glued to the growing flowers, extremely curious.

It wasn't until the flowers were fully budding that a pair of sapphire eyes poked out from among the weeds.

On the blue jewels was a very lovely face, with long golden hair coiled high, revealing a pair of pointed ears.

She plucked the freshly grown flowers, put them in a woven wooden basket, and when she turned her head, she saw countless elves with long pointed ears like herself, playing in the forest.

Some hung upside down on the branches of the trees drinking the dew, while others climbed the high canopy to pick the fruit.

Some lazily hid behind rocks, lay among the wild flowers, and fell asleep.

Even when it is seen, it is indifferent.

One of the elves who was picking fruit suddenly shouted to the other elves:

"Enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the sleeping elves also stood up, and the elves who were picking dew fell to the ground, and all of them brushed through the forest and walked to a clearing.

The golden light of the sky gradually fell, and then an extremely large giant tree with silver stars scattered stood in the middle of a continent, and the eyes of the elves were met.

The roots of the tree stretch for hundreds of miles, intertwined into a vast network crisscrossing and crisscrossing, like an endless vein of life.

It is as if silver-white stars dot the trunk of the tree, slender and elegant, like the stars in the sky twinkling faintly between the branches.

None of them said a word, but they all fell down to their knees before the great tree and began their morning prayers.

The delicate voice came and went, reciting incomprehensible language in a complex manner.

It is the custom of the elves, and after the harvest is over, they always give thanks to the spirits of nature.

The sacred tree seemed to hear their prayers, and the breeze shook the branches and leaves, scattering bits of silver.

The huge trunk of the tree, which stretched for hundreds of miles, seemed to be wrapped in the Milky Way, heading towards the roots.

A group of elven guards guarded the bottom of the sacred tree under a silver package, wearing wooden armor and holding silver wooden spears in their hands, extremely serious.

After a while, an elf gradually descended from the sky.

She wore a long white dress, a wreath of flowing green light woven from grass on her head, and a wooden scepter in her hand, and her expression was solemn.

In this way, she stepped on the falling green leaves and stood firmly on the ground.

When the guards saw the coming, they saluted the elf respectfully:

"High Priest Gui'an."

Elven High Priestess - Venia Czechdra.

The surname Czechoslovakia has been the guardian of the sacred tree of Yad for generations.

The High Priests would constantly check the bodies of the sacred trees to prevent any danger that might arise from their mothers from expanding.

Venia smiled and nodded to the guards, greeting them one by one.

When the guards saw the high priest's smile, a warm feeling rose in their hearts.

Obviously, the status of the high priest is extremely noble, but he treats them so kindly and equally.

In reality, however, Venia never seemed to think so.

She had a smile on her face, but the ugliness in her heart contrasted with the beauty on her face:

'A bunch of fools, do you really think that if I show a smiling face, I think I see you as equal as me?' ”

My surname is noble priesthood, and you are just a group of guards. ’

'If Her Majesty does not return, I will be the most noble elf of the elves. ’

The clever Venia didn't show it, she still smiled and walked in front of the sacred tree with her scepter in hand.

As soon as she looked up, she looked high into the sky, and the huge trunks of trees towered into the sky, piercing through the clouds.

"Allow me to discern for you, the Tree of Ard, and to keep all crises out of the Holy Spirit."

With the prayer in Venia's mouth, the staff gradually inserted into the ground.

The scepter emitted a green starlight, stirring up green fluctuations and spreading around.

Gradually, he climbed the sacred tree, and swept over the thick trunk over and over again, glowing with a brilliant green light.

After a few fluctuations, the staff gradually stopped its light.

After the daily inspection, the High Priest, as usual, did not feel anything unusual in the sacred tree.

Today's work is over, and you can go back and rest.

Just as Venia was about to leave, one of the guards suddenly spoke up and asked Venia:

"When will the High Priestess, our Queen, return?"

Venia turned to the voice, her lips slightly open, and she looked at the guard with her eyebrows lowered.

She squinted her eyes and smiled kindly, and a gentle aura emanated from her.

"Don't worry."

"The Sacred Tree will always protect us."

said this, but Vinia's heart was very calm:

'Queen? She has long since abandoned us all. ’

Venia had always believed that even without Kocot, the Yard Tree would not have watched the elves gradually go extinct.

For the spirit was born from the sacred tree of Ard.

In the end, it will definitely choose another elf to become the queen for the sake of the reproduction of the elven race.

Venia is looking forward to serving the new and unknown Elven Queen.

She had always believed so.

Not all elves are wise like her, though.

Therefore, she needs to comfort these fools at all times, so that these elves will never forget hope and look forward to every day in the future with a good mood.

"The return of the queen is inevitable, and we just need to be patient."

She clasped her hands in front of her chest and immediately stretched them out, taking on a posture of embracing the sacred tree with her arms, and her eyes exuded a look of great anticipation.

The guards looked at the high priest's divine gesture with great adoration.

Venia felt their adoring gazes, and her heart was dark.

But suddenly, an earthquake-like sensation spread, and the entire base of the sacred tree was shaken with extremely frequent vibrations.

Venia also didn't care about maintaining her image, looked around, and asked with doubt:

"What's going on?"

Suddenly, three phantoms turned into three beams of light of different colors and climbed onto the sacred tree, gradually merging into it.

A storm rose at the same time, and the sun gradually became more red and golden, and the vegetation beneath his feet began to grow vigorously.

The elves in the Forest of Elves all sensed it, and they all stopped what they were doing and looked towards the sacred tree.

In a trance, they seemed to see.

Above the sky, a long white shadow swam among the clouds.

See the sun and storms rising over the land, and the wild grass and trees.

At this moment, it was as if something shocking was coming.

They couldn't help but feel convinced, and wanted to face the direction of the sacred tree and bow down again.

In the same way, this emotion also climbed into Venia's heart, and she knew at a glance where this power came from.

“…… Calamity? ”

Suddenly, a small, white and clean hand patted Venia on the shoulder.

Venia came back to her senses and looked down from the tree.

It was an elf.

She sat on the white clouds with her back to the sacred tree.

Golden light emerged, and her body seemed to be shrouded in a halo of light, which was extremely sacred.

"Yo, Venia."

"So you're looking forward to my return."