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Chapter 261 Mottled Sunshine

The world in the Emerald Forest is different from the rainforest or jungle that Lorraine Hill imagined in the past. This is a wider place.

The tall trees are like supports, supporting the world in the shade. Under the broad canopy, there is a space wider than a football field, in which the fine sunlight shines slantingly, and birds and animals fly and swim in it.

Sitting in this wooden 'flying bird', Lorraine Xier felt like she was walking through a bizarre tunnel. There were unseen animals and monsters everywhere, including a glowing deer with long blue tail feathers.

birds, the running electric bearded lynx, the black-necked rail coming out of the cave, etc.

In addition to these animals or monsters, you can often see scattered or gathered treehouses. They have roofs of a variety of red, blue, yellow, and green colors, appear circular or semicircular, and are distributed near the water or in the trees.

On the waist, some elves are living a comfortable life in the forest.

Although the outside world has taken turns to war, it seems to be a very distant thing to these elves in the forest. They are far away from the war and still live a relaxed and simple life.

With ample time and energy, elves can immerse themselves in their own world. This is why the upper-level art fields in the empire are often dominated by elves.

Lifelike paintings, beautiful music, moving operas, and sung poetry, these elves' creations have greatly enriched the spiritual realm within the empire.

Through the vast picture scroll, people can see the harsh wind and snow in the north, experience the hardships of the small frontier land, and the beauty and prosperity of the imperial capital of Titiania. The touching poems and stories can introduce people and things that they have never met before.

In your eyes, let you see and become familiar with it.

After unifying nearly half of the continent, the empire did not collapse as quickly as previous dynasties. Instead, under the intoxication of these arts, it gradually merged to form a common whole.

It's a pity that such achievements were not noticed by later emperors, because when they were born, the empire was already like this. Everything was accustomed to it and they didn't think it was strange. The gradual withdrawal of elves from various areas of the empire also made many people feel uncomfortable with it.

These past experiences gradually become unfamiliar.

The 'flying bird'-like wooden aircraft flew among the trees, sometimes climbing, sometimes gliding, sometimes hovering, flexibly shuttled through the world of vines and branches. This also made Lorraine Hill feel a kind of novelty, and she couldn't help but look carefully.

He touched the wooden structure beneath him and looked at the principle of flight.

Although such a flight pattern, like a bird flapping its wings, is not as fast and labor-saving as common airplanes, it is undoubtedly superior in terms of freedom and is very adaptable to the complex situation in the forest.

It does not need a runway to take off, as long as there is a platform to park on, it can wander in the forest like a butterfly, pick up passengers and a small amount of cargo, and then climb and glide.

Seeing the curious and surprised look of the girl beside her, Charlie smiled happily. She raised her hand in the wind, easily picked a green fruit from the tree in flight, and handed it to the person sitting beside her.

Lorraine Hill.

"You can simply rub it and eat it. This kind of quince is not sour, has a slight sweetness, and is very thirst-quenching."

As she said that, the green fruit, which was bigger than her fist, rolled into her arms, and Lorraine Hill caught it before rolling out of her knees with a yelp.

There is still a small amount of dew on the green fruit, which makes it a little moist. It feels a little harder than an apple, but has undulations.

After wiping it clean with a hand towel, Lorraine Hill tried to take a bite. The skin immediately felt green and astringent, but the pulp inside was exactly what Charlie said, with sufficient moisture and a slight sourness.

Sweet and very delicious.

"How about it, it's delicious, haha." Charlie laughed, her golden hair spreading freely in the wind, and a happy and comfortable mood spread into the girl's heart.

Gudian

In the past few years, she has been busy with the affairs of the "Drywood". Although she also has time to rest, she can never completely relax. There is still a war in the empire, and some worries and anxieties continue to accumulate in her heart.

Is this really a good thing for the people of the empire, or is it just like retreating from those who are fighting for power and profit?

Is there anything that I haven't accomplished and done well? Is there anything that can be improved? I always feel that I have failed to live up to everyone's expectations.

Although no one in the organization would blame her, she could not let go calmly, and her sense of responsibility still pressed her, making it difficult to ignore.

After leaving the southern border and coming to this forest, she was no longer burdened by her past identity for a short period of time, and a rare sense of relaxation and joy gradually filled her. It was like opening the windows of a house that had been dull for a long time, and the fresh wind and light came through.

Walking through the door, you feel comfortable and peaceful.

"Thank you~"

Holding this green fruit and nibbling it in small mouths, Lorraine Hill smiled after a long absence.

"Haha, you're welcome." Charlie smiled happily when she saw that Lorraine Hill liked to eat. Then she lowered the joystick, and the 'flying bird' glided long distances in the forest, and the delicate airflow continued from the side of her ears.

fly by.

"We are going to the Emerald Garden, which is in the center of the Emerald Forest. It will take about a day and a half, and we will arrive there tomorrow."

"So, I will have a night's rest on the way, and I will take you to Tenglong River Bend. Although it is not a big city in the forest, the place is very friendly and comfortable. I went to school there when I was a child, and I have met many friends.

." In the breeze, Charlie and Lorraine Hill explained the arrangements for tonight.

The girl nodded and said that it would be fine to follow Charlie's arrangements, and that she would not be short of a day or two at the moment.

Sitting in this wooden 'flying bird', Lorraine Hill gradually became familiar with its control mode and flight characteristics. Looking at the girl's interested expression, Charlie gave up the driving position with great confidence and let Lorraine

Hill drives.

Anyway, if something goes wrong, she can control the situation. The worst thing is that it breaks and gets scolded by Grandpa Glansha. This forest elf has such a bold and comfortable personality.

After switching to the driving position, Lorraine Hill started to be careful and cautious like all newbies on the road. The mood was like the anticipation mixed with a little nervousness when he was learning to get a driver's license in the past.

Holding the polished and moist joystick, after infusing magic power, the central gem emitted a faint emerald halo, and then Lorraine Hill felt that the magic power flowed along the devices and textures on the aircraft to the transmission device in the belly of the aircraft.

, and the patterns on the four wings.

The transparent and thin wings are lifted up by the atmosphere, and the flying wings on both sides can be deflected and turned. If they are flapped forward, they can accelerate.

Driving such a "flying bird" is like playing with a fresh and real toy. It allows people to experience the timely feedback after each operation and the touch of airflow blowing by the side. No wonder Charlie can fly and still has such a passion for it.

The aircraft can’t be put down.

Under the shade of the tall tree canopy, this white "flying bird" shuttles flexibly in the forest, sometimes flying up and down, spinning and gliding. The afternoon time passes unconsciously, as if everything has returned to the past, that carefree time.

of midsummer.


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