Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Mo Yu quietly walked to the outside of Elaina's room and looked inside through the half-open door.

He was not sure whether Iyalian needed to be alone or accompanied at this time, so he did not rush in.

The multiple candlesticks in the room had been lit by Iyalian, and the orange candlelight illuminated the entire room, bringing a touch of warmth in this quiet night.

Iyalian sat on the carpet, with many books and picture albums spread out beside him. Mo Yu guessed that those were Elaina's things.

When he was thinking about whether to push the door in or return silently, the little tentacles emerged from the shadow cast by the candlelight and opened the door for Mo Yu.

Mo Yu: "..." I always feel that someone is getting more and more proficient in using the Dharma!

Since someone has issued a silent invitation, Mo Yu no longer hesitated, walked into the room, and sat down next to Iyalian.

The silver-haired knight sat cross-legged, holding a picture album in his arms. His eyes were originally staring at the void in the darkness, and his expression was a little blank, but when Mo Yu walked to his side, he turned to look at his lord and showed a warm smile.

"During dinner, I borrowed the key of this room from the Elf King." Iyalian said, "The king said that this room has always been used by my mother. Since she left, no one has touched anything here. I can freely explore her past."

"What are you looking at?" Mo Yu asked curiously.

"My mother's paintings and poetry collection." Iyalian replied, handing the picture album in his hand to Mo Yu.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the doorway. Semi-experts like Mo Yu, who learned some painting in an orphanage when he was a child, and spent some money to systematically learn illustrations after going to college, can probably read both.

Elaina's paintings are very exquisite. Whether in terms of style or completion, they can be regarded as master-level. Most of her paintings are sketches and watercolors. There are many flowers and plants, beautiful scenery in the elf territory, and even many elves in the album.

Mo Yu looked at the lifelike portrait of the Elf King and couldn't help wondering if Elaina's oil painting was her self-portrait.

In the blank spaces of the paintings, there are occasionally small poems written by Elaina or descriptions of her mood. The beauty of the world is revealed between the lines of those ancient elf characters.

"She is a very romantic person..." Mo Yu sighed, "The colors of these watercolor paintings are very lively and vivid."

Iyalian nodded gently: "Her heart is full of love, for the world, for the mother tree, for her relatives and friends... I began to think that she might fall in love with someone during the long journey, and then, there was me."

"But," he raised his head and looked at the oil painting, as if he was traveling through time and space to look at the person in the painting, "Does the person she falls in love with love her as much as she does? When she took me across the ocean, where was he? Is he alive, or has he already fallen asleep on the earth? Is he far away in Nanzhou, or did he also come to Zhongzhou?"

He paused, his eyes full of sadness: "Could it be that he is the reason why my mother took me away...?"

Mo Yu gently took the knight into his arms, and the tall half-elf obediently buried his forehead in his neck, as if drawing strength from his lord.

"I'm afraid to think about it, but I can't help thinking about it." Iyalian said sullenly, and then he took a deep breath on the lord's neck: "In this world, why is it so difficult to live peacefully? The silver dragon is the same, and so is she. If he or she has more powerful power, can they protect the people they love and cherish the most?"