After the war, Aliria stepped on the blood-soaked soil with her bare feet. Just a week ago, here, the huge beastman army was defeated. The chaos beastman Mogul was killed by more than a dozen Batonin.
The Sub-Grail Knights and Treemen besieged it and finally fell. Its fall also meant that another Mogul invasion came to an end.
In order to thank the Bretonnians for their aid, some wood elves held a large-scale celebration dinner. At the intersection of the forest and grassland, thousands of Bretonnians and wood elves gathered together to celebrate the victory of this war.
However, for Alyria, this was not a real victory at all. The soles of her feet stepped on the uncorrupted corpses of beastmen, the contaminated soil and water sources. Dirty blood and broken bodies were everywhere.
The corpses and beastmen's weapons were inserted into the soil, next to the blood-stained arrows of the wood elves. They mixed together to form a new terrifying crop. They took root in Aliria's heart...
She didn't know what this place would look like in the next year. She couldn't even imagine that there might be a similar Mogul invasion a hundred years later... It would be larger in scale, and more beasts would gather.
Eliria thought back to the battle seven days ago. The world was dark and dark, and a large number of beastmen were rolling across the earth like locusts. They invaded the eternal forest. Each tree man had to face the siege of at least a hundred beastmen. They
It was able to survive, but the price was huge. It was so huge that it took hundreds of years for the forest to recover before it could return to its original appearance.
Aliria deliberately didn't wear shoes. She stepped on the earth barefoot and felt the desolation of this land. The turbid blood water still stained the forest. She could almost feel the despair and pain of the forest. Those trees, those flowers and plants,
Withered in the war. Alleria half-crouched over the corpse of a beastman. It was a corpse that refused to rest in silence. Disgusting maggots were burrowing inside the corpse, gnawing at the carrion and black blood.
The bastard infantry looked like humans and beasts, with an elven feather arrow stuck in their foreheads. Eliria pulled out the feather arrow, and the arrowhead had turned black, stained with the black blood of the beastmen. That day, arrows rained continuously.
Sprinkling down from the tree crown, piles of beastmen fell under the arrows of the eternal forest guards. However, an astonishing number of beastmen piled up their corpses to win. They stepped on the corpses of their own kind and kept advancing, always beating the wood elves.
The troops were pushed to the brink of collapse.
Aliria couldn't bear to recall that she also participated in the forest defense battle. However, she did not want to recall it. Every recall would tear her heart apart. At this moment, the bonfire party not far away was still going on.
, but Aliria didn't have the heart to participate. She was grateful to those humans for everything they had done for the forest. Those knights arrived in time and left Athel Loren in time and obeyed the rules. She should thank them, but,
She's not in the mood.
…
"Alyria, you should go to the dinner party. Your father and the lords are waiting for you."
Legos didn't know when he appeared behind her. In fact, she knew that as a wanderer in the Athel Loren Forest, Aliria's sensitivity and perception were not inferior to her brother. She just
I don't want to pay attention to it anymore.
"Wait for me?" she said, looking deep into the forest without looking back. The moonlight stretched her slender figure, like a vigorous nightingale standing in the desolate forest.
"They are not waiting for me. We are not war heroes."
Aliria said. She turned around, wearing the iconic stag battle suit, and the thin leather armor wrapped her sexy figure. For elves, her beauty is impeccable,
As the daughter of Lord Elro, she originally had many wood elf suitors, but Aliria chose to give up. She wandered outside the forest and saw many things that her companions in the forest had not seen, including
A vast world that even her father has never seen. The Athel Loren Forest is not the whole of this world. On the contrary, it is only a very small part of this world.
"You should at least show your face. Many people have never seen you."
"Forget it, it's not necessary. I won't let them remember it either."
"What's the meaning?"
Legos took a step closer, his handsome face was filled with doubts, and his thick eyebrows were squeezed together.
"I have decided to leave the forest again to find the source of chaos."
Aliria answered coldly.
"What did you say?"
Legos obviously couldn't understand his sister's crazy behavior. Leaving the forest was not what a wood elf should do in the first place. Moreover, she violated certain rules and it was the king of the forest's mercy not to punish her. But now, he
My sister actually wants to leave the forest for the second time?
"My dear brother, you heard me right. I want to leave the forest and find the source of the corruption."
Aliria's face was solemn.
"You should stay here and protect this forest. This is the home we have always cherished! Don't you cherish it?"
Legos said angrily. He had witnessed his sister's departure back then. This time, he would never allow Aliria to act recklessly again. However, Aliria seemed determined to leave.
"On the contrary, my dear brother, it is precisely because I cherish this forest that I want to leave it." Aliria pursed her lips with a look of pain on her face. Legos obviously didn't want his sister to do this again.
Stupidly, he tried to catch her, but Aliria threw her away.
"Listen to me, brother."
She said——
"I cherish this place and this forest, because this is where we grew up. However, as you can see, the forest is being polluted. Time and time again, we fight bloody battles to protect this forest. However,
Time and time again, Mogul came, and it came back to life. Every time it invaded, we had to pay a huge price to kill it. In the past six hundred years, I witnessed its invasion three times, and I resisted it three times.
.But what was the result? Mogul was not completely wiped out. It only became stronger each time, and its resurrection time became shorter and shorter! In the beginning, it only invaded once every three hundred years, then two hundred years later, and then every fifty years.
Come to it once. Hell, some humans live long enough to face it twice. Don’t you think the forest is suffering an unprecedented crisis?”
Aliria's words left brother Legos speechless. Because what she said was indeed the truth...
"Believe me, brother, the war of the wood elves is not here. For thousands of years, we have been guarding the sacred Athel Loren. However, our enemies are not here! They come from outside the forest, from the north
.Tell me, when will Mogul be resurrected next? How long do we have to resist it like this?"
"It's not a beastman at all! It's a lackey of Chaos!"
Aliria continued:
"If you want to defeat it, you must find the source of its birth. Instead of sticking to the forest. We have stuck here for too long, but we don't know that the outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes. We are not the center of the world, but this
Part of the world, brother!"
"Father will not agree to this!"
Legos said.
"He will eventually understand..."
Aliria sighed softly. She didn't want to face her father's stubbornness and anger, but deep down in her heart, she still had feelings for her father.
"Alas...if I let you go, where will you go?"
Legos whispered. As the heir, he should not let Aliria do whatever he wants. But as an older brother, he knows his sister's thoughts and thoughts. Her heart is no longer here. Hunting is a
The meaning of the Lost Guest's life. And Aliria seems to have found her prey.