"Tell me." In an office that didn't look spooky, the leader of an investigation team from the Royal Guards Special Tasks Department was sitting in his seat, looking at the somewhat nervous elf.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, there was steaming bitter tea on the table, and the plants on the balcony were peaceful and natural, which somewhat relieved the tense atmosphere in the room.
This elf has sworn to join Elanthir. He is now the person in charge of a star ring project and has always performed well. He is also one of the few elves who truly regards himself as an Elanthir. Computer version::/
After swallowing his saliva, the somewhat nervous Elf magician said, "I don't know much."
"Tell me everything you know." The team leader handed the elf a cigarette. This kind of self-entertainment in which burning vanilla harms one's lungs is very popular among some male elves.
After swallowing a mouthful of smoke and exhaling it from his nose, the elf obviously calmed down a bit. He held the cigarette between his fingers, stared at the plume of smoke, and said: "I only know that there is something in the Temple of the Moon.
The treasure left by our ancestors..."
"You haven't said anything. What is a treasure? Explain it in more detail." The team leader has a lot of time, and he doesn't mind wasting more here.
Anyway, his job is to investigate the secrets of these elves and deduce some useful information by comparing the confessions of the elves who joined Elanthir.
He is not afraid of the other party lying, nor is he worried that the answers are too scattered. He just needs to keep asking and comparing, and he will find the path closest to the correct answer.
"Really, I don't know... Even according to the documentary records, everything about the Moon Temple is very mysterious." This elf, who also has a certain status in the elf clan, answered cautiously.
He didn't want to betray his race, and he liked his current life. So he could only weigh things carefully and say things that he thought were insignificant.
"If you don't know, then who else among the elves can know these secrets?" The team leader played with the pen in his hand and continued to ask in a tone that sounded like a casual conversation.
"I think only Her Majesty the Queen would know these things." The elf thought for a while and replied.
After hearing this answer, the team leader nodded slightly, opened the drawer of his desk, took out a few photos from it, and pushed them to the other party: "Look at these photos, can you see any clues?
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"This... this... this is the gate of the Moon Temple." Seeing the words engraved on it, the elf's eyes widened, and his voice trembled a little.
"Yes, look at the lines on it. This is a kind of sealing magic. We tried to unlock it, but failed." The team leader said in a leisurely manner, still using the same chatty tone.
The elves shook their heads. He knew those ancient words: "This is the blood seal of the royal family. Only the king of the elves can break this seal. Whether it is the great elf king or the queen. In short, it is the highest level of seal magic."
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The long life gives these elves countless leisure time, so it is not difficult for any adult elves to be very knowledgeable. When a student has hundreds of years to review and cope with the college entrance examination, it is difficult for him to fail.
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"We are trying to forcefully destroy this sealing magic." The team leader used the lie he had told several times to test the elf in front of him.
"No! If you forcefully destroy this seal, the entire temple will collapse because it is too old!" The elves became excited, pointed at these ancient seals, and shouted: "No, please don't do this!"
"You mean, the only way is to let the queen lift the seal?" The team leader pressed his hand on the photo, seeming to be thinking.
"Yes, if you don't want to destroy this temple." The elves sat back on their chairs, feeling a little exhausted because they were so excited just now.
"Look at this again..." The team leader opened the top photo and revealed the bottom one.
The Elf came forward curiously and immediately exclaimed: "This is ancient Elf writing... This is the Great Library! My God, it's still there!"
"The scattered books we found here, because they were in a vacuum environment, these leather products were well preserved." The team leader moved the top photo and revealed some photos below.
Various books are scattered on the dusty ground. Obviously, the elves did not have time to process these precious documents when they left here.
What's even more terrifying is that there are some mummies wearing gorgeous ancient elven costumes lying in disorder among the bookshelves. They have been sleeping here for tens of thousands of years, and they still maintain their calmness and elegance temporarily.
It can be seen that after losing the energy of the Tree of Life that they relied on for survival, the environment here deteriorated rapidly, and none of the elves who stayed here were able to escape the disaster of death.
"In these books, there are some records about magic, as well as your ancestors' desire to go to Ailan Siris." The team leader looked at the elves who were already in tears, and tried to comfort them: "You once had
A very brilliant civilization.”
The aborigines of these elves who live on the moon have longed for the magical continent that is just around the corner, which is now called Ailansiris. Their yearning began tens of thousands of years ago.
No one can go to space... Because of gravity, even with the magic of levitation, in the era of lack of science and technology from Alan Hill, that is, rocket technology, exploring space is still impossible.
Therefore, even though the ancient elven ancestors yearned and longed for it, they still could not set foot in Ailan Siris, which was actually not far away from them.
"I work hard at Star Ring just to be able to return to the moon one day early... That is the hometown of my ancestors, and I want to go there and see." The elf groped for the photos in front of him, looking at those pictures that were different from the present ones.
Unusual words lamented.
These words are not codes. In fact, the elves have no longer used these ancient languages. On the continent now, they use a common language that was born out of dragon language. After countless years of evolution and transformation, it is convenient and easy to understand.
The people who once ruled this continent were the dragon clan.
And these words also appeared frequently in human records when humans and elves cooperated. It is easy to translate them, and you don't even need to use elven translators.
"In today's conversation, I hope you won't go out and talk nonsense..." The team leader stood up and stretched out his hand holding a business card: "If you think of anything again, you are welcome to call me."
"I, I will..." The elves quickly took the business card, nodded slightly, and then followed the officer behind them and walked out of the room.
"This is the 152nd..." After twisting his neck, the team leader snorted softly, then organized the photos and put them back in the drawer.
In fact, the damage to the Temple of the Moon is much more serious than what can be seen in the photos. After thousands of years and many meteorite impacts, most of the elven ruins have been completely destroyed.
What the astronauts who landed on the moon saw were only collapsed city walls and tattered ruins that were not even foundations.
Only the main body of the Moon Temple is still intact. It is speculated that it is because of the existence of protective measures such as magic defense barriers that this hall has survived to this day.
Scientists from Eilandhir discovered the corpses of countless elves in the lunar ruins. They also found weapons, armor, and a large number of various documents from the elves at that time.
The work of analyzing these data is still proceeding in an orderly manner, and a large number of elven stories are gradually beginning to take shape.
But everything still takes time, and what Elan Hill lacks is also time. Chris hopes to master the secrets of the elves before the Elf Queen gets the Moon Temple, so he hopes that his team can use the shortest possible time.
Time, sort out everything that happened before the death of the Moon Elf clan!
"If it were me, I wouldn't tell such a thing to a subordinate of this level." The team leader lit a cigarette for himself and puffed away the smoke.
His adjutant lowered his head and sorted out the recording files just now: "The only people we can interrogate are elven naturalized people of this level."
"His Majesty may have to come in person for the interrogation of Dharma Saint Merian... After all, interrogating such a big shot is not something we can do." The team leader said while holding a cigarette between his fingers and narrowing his eyes.
His adjutant opened the window behind him and let the smoke gradually dissipate: "I heard that His Majesty is going to visit Selkes..."
"That's what it said in the news." The team leader replied absently.
"Perhaps our Emperor can ask something useful from the Elf Queen's mouth." The adjutant thought of the Elf Queen's charming face on the TV, with a wicked smile, and began to have some thoughts.
"Get out!..." the team leader scolded in a long and low voice: "If you don't stand at attention when mentioning His Majesty, do you want to go to the solitary room to repent?"
"Yes! I'm sorry!" The adjutant immediately stood at attention and stopped teasing: "Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
"You must have respect and love for the emperor! That is our god! It is an existence that we are willing to defend with our lives! ... If you let me find out again, I will personally send you to the Military Justice Department!" The team leader threatened again.
He said something, and then shook his chin: "Go and call the next one in! You're not doing a good job, but you're quite courageous!"
The adjutant also knew that he was getting carried away and hurriedly went out in despair to call the next elf naturalized person to be questioned.
