Three days passed by in a flash, and the sloop finally arrived at the Long Toe River. Rikka was the first to jump to the shore, and her big watery eyes couldn't help but glance around. A complicated look flashed in Christine's eyes, but she also
He did not leave before the battle. As for Boom, after the captain exchanged a few words, he set his sights into the distance.
The Longtoe River is the only sea entrance to the Whispering Forest and the only way for the Dark Elves to keep in touch with the entire world. It is located at the junction of the Fantasy Forest and the Hurricane Plains. Because it looks like a chicken claw, the name "Longtoe River" was given
Name.
After the disguise, Christine walked in the front, while Boom always held onto Rikka, a ghostly spirit, to prevent his disciples from causing trouble. The wooden sign symbolizing the identity of the dark elf was revealed again, and the identity of the great mage made the port guards
Don’t dare to ask too much.
Everything seemed to go very smoothly, and the three figures of Boom finally disappeared on the bank of the Longtoe River, which also announced that they had officially arrived in the territory of the dark elves.
"Huh? Didn't Sister Christine say that the Whispering Forest is wrapped in trees? Why is this place the same as the Augu Continent? Could it be that we are lost?"
Rikka stood on the small mound, looking at the vast world in front of her, and asked a little disappointedly. In her mind, she should be surrounded by green shade now, instead of being baked by the scorching sun and sweating profusely.
"This place is called 'Hurricane Plains', and it is just the outskirts of the Whispering Forest. Just like human towns, the outside is also deserted."
"This is how the elves are. Regardless of whether they are dark elves or pure-blood elves, their population is always sparse. However, compared to this, they naturally appear to be very sparsely populated."
"This is directly related to the philosophy of the elves, because the elves always believe that population is the most boring thing, or that the elves always adhere to the 'elite concept', although I do not agree with this."
Christine took a deep breath, and her whole person seemed a lot more cheerful. But perhaps because of returning to her hometown, the smile on her face became more rigid.
She was a dark elf who took the initiative to leave the Whispering Forest. She should have stayed away from now on, lest she be reduced to ashes by the queen's wrath. But as a great mage, Christine still has a responsibility in her heart, which is the last gift to her people.
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That's why she returned to the Whispering Forest with Boom and Rikka instead of waiting in the Principality of Floy. After despairing again, Christine changed a little, from being obedient to now holding her destiny in the palm of her hand.
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"Then let's just walk over slowly. There's nothing urgent anyway, and we just want to enjoy the beautiful scenery here." After saying that, Boom walked forward.
Herds of animals pass by in the distance from time to time, birds soar in the sky, and the breeze is refreshing. Perhaps it is the whining sounds coming from the gaps in the tree trunks, so this place is called "Hurricane Plains".
White clouds occasionally blocked the sunlight, but the sunlight ignored it and saw its red face falling angrily into the horizon.
There was smoke and drizzle. Outside the Wonderful House, the three of them sat around the fire, eating dinner and listening to Christine talk about the Whispering Forest.
Because compared to the ancient continent, there are many taboos in foreign lands. If you don't do it right, you will be kicked out by others, or you will die.
"As we all know, dark elves are synonymous with insidiousness and cunning in the eyes of the world, they are cold and ruthless poisonous snakes, and they have bright red eyes that spy on everything from the shadows."
"Although the Whispering Forest and the Shimmering Forest are closely connected, you also know that the hatred between the two has never stopped."
"Therefore, in the Whispering Forest, the number one taboo is to casually talk about pure-blood elves. You can scold them, but I suggest you don't mention them, especially you, Rikka."
Kristine was holding a finger, and then looked at Rikka with a smile. The latter was biting a piece of steak, looking as sloppy as possible.
"Hey? Why are you making fun of me when you have nothing to do? Although Rikka is usually stupid, she still has a very smart mind, isn't she, brother?"
When Rikka heard this, she waved her little fist, and then turned to look at Boom. However, Boom pretended not to see it at all, as if the empty bowl in his hand was a rare treasure.
"Secondly, most dark elves value their lovers very much, so you'd better not destroy that relationship, otherwise you will suffer the revenge of your significant other."
"Of course, this aspect probably has nothing to do with you two. Boom only wants to become a high-level magician as soon as possible, while Rikka is still a little girl."
After Christine said that, she looked at Rikka meaningfully. The meaning was obvious, so Rikka blushed directly.
Boom glanced back and forth between the two women's faces in confusion, but in the end he found helplessly that he didn't understand the situation at all.
"Finally, the dark elves are world-famous as killers, the queen is four-winged, and the Whispering Forest now only has one four-winged killer."
"But even the two-winged killer who is the backbone is not something that a mid-level magician like Boom can resist. You must know that the killer only acts to take the opponent's life, and there is no rules at all."
"So you have to be careful at all times. If you feel something is wrong, just take action. Only by living can you look forward to the future, while the dead can only regret themselves in the Hall of Valor."
"As for Sister Rikka, just remember not to eat blindly. Dark Elf's poison is no child's play. Once you get it right, you can't live or die."
Christine finished speaking and took a sip of hot tea. As a great mage who has lived in the Whispering Forest since she was a child, she thought that as long as she paid attention to the above three points, she would be able to sleep peacefully.
"Then how should you resolve the matter between you and the Dark Elf Queen? Don't tell me that you have to face it alone. That's not my style, and Rikka won't agree to it."
Boom asked softly while wiping Rikka's mouth. This was the biggest question in Boom's mind, and it was also the reason why he went to the Whispering Forest.
As one of his own, Boom does not want Christine to be hunted down, even if the other person is a peak powerhouse. As a friend, Boom does not want her to be trapped by love, at least to break it off. As a companion, Boom only wants her to be killed.
To be healthy and happy, even though Christine is smiling every day.
"Then accompany me to see the Dark Elf Queen. If you and Rikka die, I won't survive in this world." Christine replied lightly, and then took a rare bite of steak.
The bright moon was in the sky, and the hurricane plain was even more refreshing after the rain. Christine and Boom sat on the grass, sometimes talking about magic, and sometimes talking about their life in the frozen continent.
As for Rikka, she had already transformed into a beast and was running wildly in the night. The owl roared, the lions howled with dissatisfaction, the huge bodies of the elephants trembled slightly, and the fireflies tried hard to escape, but in the end they still could not escape Rikka's grasp.
Devil's Claw.
In the end, everything returned to calm, the magic crystal shadow lamp slowly went out, and Christine was lying alone in the secret wormhole, not knowing what she was thinking.