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Chapter 15 The Past at Your Fingertips

"Antinoa·Whisper of the Moon..."

Staring at the purple wand in the hand of the halfling druid, the handsome and clean young man murmured.

What lingers between the lightly opened lips is a name that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Could it be that there is another purple wand in the world that is exactly the same as the magic weapon she - or I - used?

Or······

Hearing the familiar name, the halfling druid of [Son of the Garden] was startled and turned to look at Shabron, who was standing there.

The direction of his gaze was towards a young man with blond hair that looked like molten gold. His baby face was dotted with a pair of emerald green eyes. But at this moment, the young man's eyes were blank, as if he was under a soul-obsessing spell.

As if, his eyes and mind were all focused on the purple wand in the druid's hand.

Seeing the holy symbol of the Eternal Light on the young man's waist, the halfling druid Welby Tealeaf immediately knew that the boy was a believer in the Eternal Light, the Eternal Linker.

"Wow! Amazing! As expected of a disciple of the Erudite, he can actually recognize the origin of this purple-robed wand. Even within the [Sons of the Garden] order, most druids cannot recognize at a glance that it originally belonged to

Rainbow Lady.”

Rainbow lady?

Another familiar word rushed into the atrium of memory.

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Chabron remembers being in front of the computer screen and facing the system prompts:

[Your legend has reached the second level among the druids of [Emerald Heart] and [Gatekeeper], and you are beginning to show your talents]

[Reward: character title]

[Please enter your title manually (this will affect how NPCs call you)]

At that time, he did not have the "physical value" as high as that of Chabron in this life. He was very sick because of having his blood drawn for many years. The sickly young man with shawl hair sat on a soft mattress.

After training and working during the day for the mission I was born with, I finally took a breather as the sun set.

Against the afterglow of the setting sun, in the crimson sunset, the sickly and delicate young man looked at the vertical painting drawn by himself on the screen, repeatedly imagined the character settings, considered her temperament and way of thinking, and tried to touch the lower level.

The soul of narrative.

Then, he tapped the keyboard and manually typed each title word by word.

[Input title 1: Rainbow Lady]

[Input title 2: Friends of the Ancient Tree]

[Input title 3: Plane Shepherd]

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Fortunately, I didn't enter any funny titles. It's also fortunate that in order to enjoy the cutscenes properly, I didn't import any strange models. At least they were dressed like human beings.

——Slightly funny thoughts flashed through the young man's mind, arousing a ridiculous feeling in his heart.

Do they actually exist?

It was as if the characters in the dream had come to reality, giving the young boy Xia Bron a strong sense of unreality.

Today in the Capital of Starry Sky, the wind is calm and the sun is beautiful. Stratus clouds linger under the blue sky. The pure white cotton ball in the sky reflects the light of the sun, which is extremely dazzling. In the sunny afternoon, the spring sunshine flows brightly like water. Giant magic

Tahong Fort is like an Optimus Pillar standing on the earth, a bridge connecting the earth and the sky. It rises high and penetrates deeply into the thick clouds.

But Chabron seemed to be struck by a thunder. In his heart, a stormy sea was rising at this moment.

In his chest, the calm inner lake in the past was experiencing a violent storm at this time. Lightning flashes pierced the night sky of his mind, turning the dark night in his heart into daylight that was no different from the outside world.

As if a restraining spell had been cast on him, Chabron stood there blankly. The story he had concluded with his own hands flashed back repeatedly in his mind like a clip from an old movie.

"Lady Rainbow...Friend of the ancient trees, herder of the plane..." is still the whisper as thin as a mosquito. The familiar words are repeated in Xia Bolan's mouth, and all the memories are welling up in his heart. In the end, all

Thoughts of the past gathered into the name on my lips:

"Antinoa·Whisper of the Moon."

This is a typical but nice name for female elves. The surname is a common surname among elves, and the first name is also a common name among elves.

The Sick Boy of the Earth referred to the naming method of the elves in the setting collection, selected the two best parts of the elves' names, and combined them together.

The clean young man in front of him was able to immediately tell Antinoah's full name and title after seeing the purple wand. Druid Welby Tea couldn't help but be a little surprised:

"You don't look like a druid? I originally thought that except for the druids of [Children of the Garden], [Emerald Heart] and [Gatekeeper], others would not be so familiar with the story of Antinoa."

Chabron acquiesced to this statement and did not refute it. He just nodded as if he had exhausted all his strength:

"Yes, I know her story very well.

"Although I don't know how the druids of your [Sons of the Garden] Order view her."

Chabron has heard of the creed of the "Son of the Garden", and also knows what this elf druid lady, who controls every dialogue option by herself, loves and hates——

She is more passionate about modern garden art than the scenery of the wilderness. She is deviant and once told the ancient wisdom tree deep in the emerald forest of the southern continent that cities, planes and the vast starry sky are also part of nature.

"I have also learned a little about your reputation as [Children of the Garden] before. You should still like this elf druid, Antinoa Moon Whisper's style and thinking mode, right?"

Hearing what the clean and refreshing young man in the white shirt said, the halfling Druid Welby's face was full of doubts, and his pupils expanded rapidly:

"Human, do you know what you are talking about?"

Seeing Welby Chaye, who was only half his height, the expression on his face changed drastically. He suddenly realized that he might have said something wrong.

After playing his druid archive "Anti Noa" to a high level, he got tired of playing it and did not continue playing it. Instead, he chose to rebuild a different career start in another era in an earlier timeline.

The time of the last game was exactly 20 years ago.

In other words, as the controller, he does not know what Antinoa will encounter in the next time!

Could it be that in the past 20 years, there has been any major conflict between Antinoah and [Son of the Garden]?

With the deviant character of this elf druid, it is entirely possible!

Seeing the abnormal look on the halfling's face, Chabron quickly put his hand on his chest and bowed personally:

"If I made a mistake, I'm very sorry for that."

The halfling Welby Tea almost laughed out loud when he saw the young priest's actions:

"Human, do you know what you are talking about?

"This is not a question of whether [Garden Son] likes her or not.

"Without Antinoah, Saint Master of the Moon, there would be no us [Sons of the Garden]!"

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